This year, for some reason that only god knows, he put me in charge of the freakin’ projector. I wonder why. All I had to was to make sure that people don’t touch the equipment around the area. Let’s not get into details what I had to do and what I did, but in the end, the junk over there was still working.
Here’re some pictures of the Sunway MPH (Yeah, Monash kinda “borrowed” it for the night) after the décor team was 80% done with it.
The right side of the MPH, covered with blue/turqoise and green cloth over dangling lights
Projecter screen for those sitting behind. Chairs haven't been arranged yet
A closer look at the decor
Half-designed stage, brill lighting props!
Kinda dark but the amps and drum kit's somewhere there!
Rikaz thought it'd be hilarious to label Rushdi as the "baap" of the night
I have to say that Monash DEFINITELY spared no expense on the décor, lighting, sound and equipment. They told me the figures and boy, was I impressed. The MCs for the night were Shazwan and Rushdi and their “MC partners” for the night were uh, some covered Malay chick and a non-covered chick by the name of Anita. And damn, that Anita chick is one bitch. I’m probably being judgmental and biased but shit, her voice makes me wanna slap her and bury her alive after a joy ride on a rocky road in my Vios’ trunk. Or in Taqi’s words, “Slap her? Shit, I’m going to choke that bitch”. Hilarious and straight to the point as usual. Anyways, some performances were okay like the dances by Indian and Bangladeshi performers and some were just spectacular, like the opening act, which consisted of 20-odd Malay guys and girls that look like they graduated from high school. I don’t really know the name of the performance but there were some of those old Malay instruments and all of them were sitting down either clapping/dancing or playing the instruments. There’s this one dude that struts around singing the main lyrics.
Some… were just plain horrible. Africa’s ONLY performance was in the form of a “rapper” named Ken, I believe. Since he was the only guy to turn up for the auditions, they kinda had to take him. He was horrible during rehearsals and worse during the show itself. I bet these guys put him as the 2nd act so they can just get rid of him quickly and make up with the good stuff. He came on stage dressed like LL Cool J meets Akon. Sleeveless, bling larger than your head and shades that could only belong to a pilot. Putting aside the wannabe appearance, all you could hear from the performance were the words “Yeah” and “Okay”. Nuff’ said.
There was this Indonesian or Thai interpretive dance of a boy’s journey to manhood. I don’t understand one bit about that. Another was an Indian CLASSICAL VIOLIN act. I believe that they do have a violin-like instrument but it definitely didn’t look it on stage.
AND of course. The most surprising act of all time. Possibly in the history of all Monash Cultural Nights out there, is this. A guy called Joshua. Possible middle-aged and balding but I exaggerate. He came up on stage, dressed in a traditional Punjabi/Indian/one of those fellas punya suit and started belting out a hit Punjabi song.
I swear. All my friends that understand Punjabi says it’s the real deal and they know the song. He sang it perfectly, lyrics-wise. Guess what? He came THIRD among all the other performers. There were at least 10-15 acts the whole show and he came THIRD! Now that’s the real shit right there, son!
Now the bitching starts. I’ll make it short.
It’s the job of the security to go tell people to sit down, keep quiet and all that crap, innit? But some people have their heads up their asses so far up that they fail to see that. I’m telling you that the 1000 strong crowd at the event were assholes. You can ignore the security at least but being condescending is just plain asking for it. Not only that, when food was given to them, and they didn’t like it, guess what they did? Yeap, they threw it all over he ground. The MPH has never been this dirty, not even during Sri Lankan New Year when games involving flour and water and all sorts of junk are used. When the dance floor was opened, people were slippin’ and sliding all over the place ‘cause of the oil from the mee goreng and nasi lemak. Huge dick move by Monash to give out food to guests.
All in all, the show was great and although we all stayed back until 3 AM cleaning up the mess that those cunts made, it was a good day.
Too bad I can’t attend the next but hey, never say never.
Gonna talk about some after-event happenings in me next post and a dash of Cabal as well, since the number of people that I know playing it is growing.
Alrighty then. Peace out y’all!
Some… were just plain horrible. Africa’s ONLY performance was in the form of a “rapper” named Ken, I believe. Since he was the only guy to turn up for the auditions, they kinda had to take him. He was horrible during rehearsals and worse during the show itself. I bet these guys put him as the 2nd act so they can just get rid of him quickly and make up with the good stuff. He came on stage dressed like LL Cool J meets Akon. Sleeveless, bling larger than your head and shades that could only belong to a pilot. Putting aside the wannabe appearance, all you could hear from the performance were the words “Yeah” and “Okay”. Nuff’ said.
There was this Indonesian or Thai interpretive dance of a boy’s journey to manhood. I don’t understand one bit about that. Another was an Indian CLASSICAL VIOLIN act. I believe that they do have a violin-like instrument but it definitely didn’t look it on stage.
AND of course. The most surprising act of all time. Possibly in the history of all Monash Cultural Nights out there, is this. A guy called Joshua. Possible middle-aged and balding but I exaggerate. He came up on stage, dressed in a traditional Punjabi/Indian/one of those fellas punya suit and started belting out a hit Punjabi song.
I swear. All my friends that understand Punjabi says it’s the real deal and they know the song. He sang it perfectly, lyrics-wise. Guess what? He came THIRD among all the other performers. There were at least 10-15 acts the whole show and he came THIRD! Now that’s the real shit right there, son!
Now the bitching starts. I’ll make it short.
It’s the job of the security to go tell people to sit down, keep quiet and all that crap, innit? But some people have their heads up their asses so far up that they fail to see that. I’m telling you that the 1000 strong crowd at the event were assholes. You can ignore the security at least but being condescending is just plain asking for it. Not only that, when food was given to them, and they didn’t like it, guess what they did? Yeap, they threw it all over he ground. The MPH has never been this dirty, not even during Sri Lankan New Year when games involving flour and water and all sorts of junk are used. When the dance floor was opened, people were slippin’ and sliding all over the place ‘cause of the oil from the mee goreng and nasi lemak. Huge dick move by Monash to give out food to guests.
All in all, the show was great and although we all stayed back until 3 AM cleaning up the mess that those cunts made, it was a good day.
Too bad I can’t attend the next but hey, never say never.
Gonna talk about some after-event happenings in me next post and a dash of Cabal as well, since the number of people that I know playing it is growing.
Alrighty then. Peace out y’all!
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