Posts Tagged ‘Mambo dance’

The DiaS’pura 2/Sing, City! 2 AAR

March 30, 2009

I wish we’d done this during the last DiaS’pura – uploading video updates of the day’s activities.  mrbrown has quite a few good ones on his blog.  I’m sure there’ll be more to come, as I saw numerous posting of photos of the event on Facebook from various sources.  mrbrown also took the time to cover the technology in Huntsman Hall lecture theatres:

Unfortunately, I was unable to attend the speaker series.  I’ve heard nothing but positive reviews so far.  I’ll post any comments/videos as they come up.

The Yaps’ musical was a two-pronged attack on the audience’s hearts and the funny bone – the incessant gushing and awwing of the audience through the sentimental bits was matched only by the gaffws though the uproarious comedy segments.  I struggled to catch my breath after the US customs scene – I had strained my diapragm while laughing slumped on the VIP couch (generously offered to seniors by Caleb Yap).  And watching the actors, some old and  some new, take to the stage singing Random School Facility (with an additional verse written for YX’s misanthropic character) felt like a raucous class reunion.  I thought I could hear Jennifer Setiawan belting “…but I got it fuuuuuuuuuurst…”

Oh speaking of the musical, Josh or Caleb has reinstated the old Sing City musical blog, which houses some of their rants and thoughts from the first musical.  Check it out here.

I had to leave without watching the last quarter of the musical, which I heard had all the best songs.  Of course, Sekali I was the highlight of the evening for most people.  mrbrown has kindly included the lyrics to the song in his video:

And of course, the old fav, Noodle Blues:

On that note, if you have any photos/videos of the event, please send them to the Club Singapore exco at so that it’ll be included in their archives (which I assume will eventually be released to the world).

I had to leave the musical early as I had to set up for the Mambo afterparty at Level Lounge at 21st and Market st.  This was my first experience DJing for a big party, and that will be an entire rant/post in itself.  All I can say is that I’m glad everyone on the dancefloor had as much fun as I did behind the DJ booth – seeing Garett breaking out his “who says white people can’t dance” moves, hypnotizing a huge group of Singaporeans into standing in a circle and doing synchronized moves in time with the music, and feeling the relentless thump of the bass from the club’s speakers was a gratifying experience.  I have no pictures/photos though – I was so busy trying to be “professional” that I completely forgot my Asian roots and didn’t whip out the camera!!!  If you’re reading this AND you attended the Mambo afterparty AND you have ANY photos of the crowd at the event (I swear I saw some of those overhead-angled shooters at work), please let me know in the comments.

All in all, a great night spent in Philadelphia.  Hopefully more updates to come.


Zouk Mambo Fighter: “Streetsmart” vs “Booksmart”

January 7, 2009

This past weekend, a friend and I got lost looking for the A-C-E subway station in Chinatown and we decided to approach a scruffy-looking ang moh dressed in a plaid shirt for directions.  Given his hipsterish demeanor, I expected him to be a seasoned commuter, able to tell Local from Express stops and the travelling time between W4 and anywhere in Queens, down to the exact minute.

But all he could was to sheepishly bite on his lower lip and shake his head .  “Sorry, I have no idea.”

His Brooklynite struggling artist appearance belied his Murray Hill cluelessness and predilection for travel by taxi. Back to your Blackberry and your Grey Goose, imitator!  I cursed the faux-hipster with his streetsmart under my breath for not having the MTA subway system at his fingertips.

My friend then mused that we never hear of the term “booksmart” being a compliment, while “streetsmart” always conjures a sense of cosmopolitan savviness.

I can still fondly recall the time in BMT when some overzealous ex-JC canoeist kicked his ex-Poly platoonmate to motivate him to do his stretches properly before the morning jog.  Something in that ex-Poly kid exploded, and he lunged at the ex-JC kid like a wild dog, barking accusations of “you look down on Poly izzit!!!???!!!”  This turned out to be an issue everywhere I went in the army.  The general consensus was that JC kids couldn’t really do, we studied.  The Poly kids on the other hand, were the streetsmart ones who got things done and were generally, well, cooler.  JC kids were just tut.

So imagine my surprise when I found out from an old friend that a couple of RI kids from my class (Class of 1998!) had competed in Zouk Mambo Jambo’s 16th anniversary dancing competition, and they WON!  One for us nerds!  Who says people can’t be booksmart and really cool at the same time???!!!???

Video of the triumphant revenge of us nerds here (they’re the team on the right):

Thank God for the cellphone, another angle here for those of us still savoring the victory:

[BTW, for a very concise and spot-on description of the Mambo experience, this one from Absolut College Girl is the (absolute) best I’ve read.]