When Watsons Malaysia dropped Legenda Cun Raya, an ad for the upcoming festivities, I didn’t think much of it though I was intrigued as it was 15 minutes long. It looked expensive so I gave it shot. A few moments into the ad, a woman in a selendang goes into the palace singing so beautifully to see if she is the one the Orang Kaya is dreaming of. She pulls away her shawl to reveal herself to the hero and everyone else at the court. Harum Senandung’s face was painted pitch black and the everyone in the commercial reacted in disgust and shock. There’s nothing else to describe what’s going on here. It’s not been a year since a comedian parodied Usher using [...]
Don’t tell the people from my boarding school and my younger self, but I prefer living in the city than the countryside. I still deeply appreciate coastal shores and tall trees and blue skies that seem to go on forever, but the city with its bustle and people and bright lights win me over. I’ve called places like Kepong and Gombak home so you can see that two-storey houses and mamak spots by the corner is my idea of home.
On a damp Wednesday night, Kuala Lumpur’s Performing Arts Centre (KLPAC) presented a production by KL Shakespeare Players. Parking was fickle business but once we got that sorted, we got ourselves comfy with drinks to warm us up. Waiting for the doors to Pentas 2 to open, my friends noted that they have not seen a version or adaptation of tonight’s play. The Shakespeare Demystified series has been running for a few years now but tonight the thespians are acting out Shakespeare’s tragedy, Macbeth. With ticket prices going from RM45 to RM55, I was excited to see if the play is going to be enjoyable.
Last year, I went to a poetry night hosted by a university student body. I recited my first ever spoken-word piece a way to say goodbye to a girl I shared love with. Cliche as it was, I never regretted that decision of performing. That wasn’t my first time attending a poetry recital. Prior to that I was beginning to frequent If Walls Could Talk, a monthly poetry open mic at Gaslight Cafe. Before all of this however, my earliest exposure of poetry or spoken word is from the pages of books or YouTube videos. I was completely oblivious to a scene that was growing.