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Okay, so my throat is back the state it was in a week ago - wrecked. Okay, it isn't that bad, but bad enough to render me incoherent for the next few days. But it was all well worth it. I know I'm slightly mad but, ya, sometimes such sacrifices seem minute.

Been indulging myself with 'live' versions of Gary's My Way. It's tireless to watch him switch between his bass voice and his alto voice effortlessly, with no shortness of breath, no sign of going off-pitch, and nonetheless an excellent rendition no matter when and where he did it. He's got the voice.

Another walkathon yesterday, which saw us walking from Tanjong Pajar MRT station to Lau Pat Sat to Amoy Street to Chinatown Point, up and down Chinatown Point, to OG Chinatown, up and down OG Chinatown, to Chinatown MRT station. And it didn't stop there. You can't keep us off Marina Square and Esplanade. And hey, we chanced upon the free lunchtime concert at the Esplanade concert hall! Really lucky of us, because the performers were really good both on vocals and on their guitars and percussion, and it's amazing to see them revamp English r'n'b hits to play on an acoustic set. Brilliant, especially when you've got two music enthusiasts here. And it's Kewei up next month on the 24th of June. I think I'm going to skip everything to attend that. Especially when it's free.
*Laughs*

When two vocalists clash, what do you get? A singing session to trash the voice out of each other.
*Laughs*
Alright we were not that violent, but we did great injustice to our throats. Ha. But it was another good session of laughing, going off-pitch N times without worrying much about what others think, and hey, I could do Ariel's Fei Ni Mo Shu without my diaphram. It's even easier than Hppy Birthday.

And who can deny themselves of the lovely night scene at the Promenade? It's been a long long long time since I felt the night breeze on my neck, and it's even better with great company.

:)

Happy happy 3 months.