crazy me.

Realised that I wonderfully forgot to write about the compo workshop this Monday evening. But, really have to talk about it with the before-and-after-s. Haha.

The workshop was by Zecheriah Goh Toh Chai. Choir people may remember him more for Irama Belia. VJ choir people might remember him for Kucinta and what not. But yes, he is an accomplished composer locally. At least, I know him more than John Sharpley, who gave a good workshop on some of RJ’s works (including mine) some two months ago.

Oh wells. One work from each MEP college was heard, with Shang Jin’s being played live by herself (applause!!) And Goh Toh Chai wanted to premiere all three works in a September concert this year. Lucky fellows… heh.

Anyways, hitched a ride on Mrs Chee’s car with the rest of the guys (the girls all took taxi there) and well, was talking to gw on MI on the way there. What I remembered was that when TJ first came into view (for the second time in my life), it looked so cosy. Ha. Maybe because I’m spending too much time in an oversized college of RJC.

Anyways, the workshop itself. Now I know some people’s excuses for not handing up compo are not unique. You actually hear excuses such as ‘still thinking, silence is as important as sound’. Heh. Shall submit a piece entitled ‘Silence ─ for full orchestra’ to Cambridge. Hahaha.

His one hour teach us how to compose was certainly interesting. Rhythm. That’s what he wanted us to write at first. Haha. Mine was like super simple: one crotchet, two quavers, two crotchets. Heh. Well simplicity rules. Heh.

Didn’t really remember much about his workshop just typing this. But I know he certainly can keep our attention. And his choral training certainly has not gone to waste (now I know why him and K are such good friends.) And he certainly knows a lot. Hah. Not comparing him to John Sharpley or anyone else, but I’m amazed. Mmm.

Hitched another ride on Mrs Chee’s car while coming home too. Have to say, really lucky to have a teacher who drives who lives near you. Hhaha.

Crazy me. Doing crazy stuff. Maybe I should go home now.

Jackson