while walking back to the car yesterday after all that, i passed by bridgewater hall. i may have knocked my head falling down some (loads of?) steps ‘cos i now listen to disagree bought tickets to see this chap play 5 pieces (yes lah, i know have heard of two of these composers! hehe) three days before my birthday:

unfortunately i have no idea who the pianist he’s playing with is. i got front-row seats. i know with music you wanna sit in the part of the hall where the acoustics is at its optimum. i’m merely using my rock concert mentality of wanting to see the performer up close! i’ve only one cd of yo mama yo-yo ma’s… what the hell, i’m gonna just wing it and listen on the night itself. it’s music, not a bloody viva.trabye, you would have loved to see this, man!