Another hard and honest night's work.
Hewlett-Packard Malaysia had their company annual dinner tonight at Genting Highlands Resort and Ning was the guest artiste. We do a lot of private dinners and events. I call it GB (General Business). It's bread and butter and sometimes Ning has to sing popular 'covers' instead of her own songs. You gotta make a living. (OK, maybe I shouldn't moan. What we earn in a single 30 minute show some people would take a whole year.)
We drove up to Genting Highlands at 5pm in the rain amidst heavy traffic. At the summit, fog and mist enveloped everything. We arrived at 6.30pm, unusually a long drive. Better safe than sorry, better late than never. And it was cold. Around 15*C, I think.
Our production team went straight to the hotel's ballroom to sound check, Ning and Olivia went to Ning's suite to get ready, and I made a bee-line for the adjacent Starbucks.
A croissant, a chicken waldorf sandwich, a slice of carrot cheese cake and a mug of latte. Breakfast, lunch, tea and dinner all lumped into one. I cannot work if I'm hungry. Forty-five minutes later, satiated, I checked in on DIVA. She was in fine form and ready to work.
Thirty minutes later, DIVA was in her element.
It was a predominantly chinese-speaking crowd. So she launched into the evergreen Yee Liang, a chinese song every mandarin speaking person in the world knows and loves. The ballroom broke into song with her.
And like clockwork, she descended the stage's steps, made her way into the screaming throng, and woved her magic.
Another hard and honest night's work.
We drove up to Genting Highlands at 5pm in the rain amidst heavy traffic. At the summit, fog and mist enveloped everything. We arrived at 6.30pm, unusually a long drive. Better safe than sorry, better late than never. And it was cold. Around 15*C, I think.
Our production team went straight to the hotel's ballroom to sound check, Ning and Olivia went to Ning's suite to get ready, and I made a bee-line for the adjacent Starbucks.
A croissant, a chicken waldorf sandwich, a slice of carrot cheese cake and a mug of latte. Breakfast, lunch, tea and dinner all lumped into one. I cannot work if I'm hungry. Forty-five minutes later, satiated, I checked in on DIVA. She was in fine form and ready to work.
Thirty minutes later, DIVA was in her element.
It was a predominantly chinese-speaking crowd. So she launched into the evergreen Yee Liang, a chinese song every mandarin speaking person in the world knows and loves. The ballroom broke into song with her.
And like clockwork, she descended the stage's steps, made her way into the screaming throng, and woved her magic.
Another hard and honest night's work.
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