If you have a recital to do, you have to memorize the songs. I never use music when I do recitals. It produces an instant barrier, both for yourself and the audience.
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First Encounter - Sudirman Arshad
Sudirman
the air charged too with his spirit,
talent and optimism
as riveting as his songs
his personality and
laughter
Sudirman
for the man, laughters and songs
conquer all
Sudirman
his laughter too is
music to our ears
Sudirman
cutting across racial barrier
with laughter and songs
The late Sudirman reigned the Malaysian entertainment industry in the 80s and early 90s after he won a national talentime contest Bintang RTM organised by Malaysian television network RTM.
A graduate in law he had the nation enthralled with his riveting showmanship and songs that cut across racial barrier in English, Malay and even Chinese. He was also judged Asia's best entertainer in an Asian international music festival held in England in the 80s.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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First Poem Sung
I might write first poem one day
if I find a reason to write
if I find an audience audition
if music becomes symphony transition
if heaven sings souls in rapture recital?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dancing With The One-Legged...
Manson:...you're gonna have a bunch of angry kids.
Some Guy In the Audience: Well when you do go out to a club, that, you just
gotta watch yourself whatever you do. You just can't 'speckt to go out there
and just dance and don't get touched and non-violent because that's what it is.
The music--
Donahue: I, I don't see how you--
Some Guy In the Audience: If you get the music inside your soul, anything can
happen. You don't play the music, you can't get it. It's the music.
Donahue: The music?
Parent: Music is dangerous.
Concerned Citizen My sympathy for the parents...
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Audience Development
59 years ago,
When at the age of 5...
The Phyllis Stone School of Dance,
Gave me an opportunity...
To gaze my eyes upon an audience.
At the Bushnell Memorial Auditorium,
During my dance recital.
In Hartford, Connecticut.
And I will 'never' forget it.
So much in my mind has stayed and clicked.
I am familiar with critique.
With a delivery that is instant and quick.
Audience development,
Is like the nurturing of a child.
People are fed what they are given.
And,
Of course...
One entertaining them,
Wishes to see them give honest feedback.
If it is just a hint of a smile.
This entices one to sweat with more effort.
~Okay.
I get this.
You didn't like what I did?
How about...that? ~
There is nothing like watching someone,
Who believes,
In fact...
They are watching you.
There is 'nothing' quite like this.
And it is unfortunate this kind of expertise,
Isn't taught in schools to teach.
Some fools go to school to fool around,
And not learn.
And at the end of their nonsense,
They expect to receive a diploma or a degree.
Something to show for their lack of concern.
Leaving an audience unconvinced...
What had been experienced,
Had been worth the fee.
And they have every right to feel cheated.
A business conducted...
Had not been understood,
As it should have been perceived.
People do not have to be told,
When their money and time has been wasted.
And those who are given awards for nothing...
Have high expectations,
For sleep walking through their paces.
'Why do we bother to put up with this...
This...
Foolishness.'
It makes for good P-R.
No matter what the reality is!
It just makes good the 'PR'.
'Ugh.
Geeessshhh! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Instant Tunes
Instant tunes only just been made
Instant songs never to be played
Instant tunes hanging out to dry
Let me try to introduce you to
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Ever and ever will they give us pleasure
Their instant, still instant
Like mother used to make it -- oh!
Instant tunes give instant cash
Make me want to start a backlash
Let me have the recipe
And make me some lovely, lovely
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Ever and ever will they give us pleasure
Their instant, still instant
Like mother used to make it -- oh!
Ever and ever will they give us pleasure
Their instant, still instant
Like mother used to make it -- oh!
Instant tunes give instant cash
Make me want to start a backlash
Let me have the recipe
And make me some lovely, lovely
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
song performed by by Xtc
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Instant Mash
In the supermarket there is music while you work
It drives you crazy, sends you screaming for the door
Work there for a year or two and you can't get to like it
I don't work in supermarkets anymore
It's so easy, it's so easy
Grab can, lift arm, stack can, turn around
It's so easy, it's so easy
Do the instant mash, do the instant mash
Do the instant mash, make an instant smash
Doin' the instant mash
In the discorama there's a dj tries to charm ya
They got flashin' lights to dance to if you're shy
Red for treble, green for bass, they're wired in sequence round the place
You wait till ten, then try take off your tie
It's so easy, it's so easy
Lift hand, flick wrist, drop hand, turn around
It's so easy, it's so easy
Do the instant mash, do the instant mash
Do the instant mash, make some instant cash
Doin' the instant mash
In the cinema tonight they sit and watch the robots fight
The human beings don't have much to say
Robots making lots of cash and all they eat is instant mash
Oh wouldn't you just love to be that way?
It's so easy, it's so easy
Heat it, beat it, eat it, turn around
It's so easy, it's so easy
Do the instant mash, do the instant mash
Do the instant mash, make an instant smash
Doin' the instant mash
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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The Society Knows It
Affluence is the audience
For art and music.
Perversion is the audience
For dance and romance.
Monogamy is the audience
For porn and blue films.
The society is aware of it
And condone it for a purpose.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Juke Box Music
Theres a lady plays her favrite records
On the jukebox evry day.
All day long she plays the same old songs,
And she believes the things that they say.
Other ladies like to prance around
And flirt and dance the whole night through,
But she just sits and listens to here juke box records,
cause thats all that she wants to do.
She sings along with all the saddest songs,
And she believes the stories are real.
She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Its only juke box music,
Only juke box music.
Its only music,
Only juke box music,
Only juke box music.
Seems to me shes in a fantasy.
Shes livin in a world of her own.
And we all agree that shes a mystery,
Because shed rather be all alone.
Evry guy will do his best to try
To put that music out of her head.
Forget all the songs,
And just dance to the music instead.
Its only juke box music,
Only juke box music.
Its only music,
Only juke box music,
Only juke box music.
Its all because of that music
That were slowly driftin apart.
But its only there to dance to,
So you shouldnt take it to heart.
Music, only juke box music.
Only music, only juke box music.
(repeat)
song performed by by Kinks
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I Write The Songs
Ive been alive forever,
And I wrote the very first song.
I put the words and the melodies together,
I am music,
And I write the songs.
I write the songs that make the whole world sing.
I write the songs of love and special thing s.
I write the songs that make the young girls cry.
I write the songs, I write the songs.
My home lies deep within you,
And Ive got my own place in your sole.
Now, when I look out through your eyes,
Im youg again, even though Im very old.
Chorus
Oh my music makes you dance
And gives your spirit to take a chance,
And I wrote some rock n roll so you can move.
Music fills your heart,
Well, thats a real fine place to start.
Its from me its for you,
Its from you, its from me,
Its a world wide symphony.
Chorus
I am music, and I write the songs.
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Collection February 14, 2012
love is a many
splendoured thing
nachos for valentine
in the throes of silence
the music waltzes
opera music recital
frost
my first winter lips
crack
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Exploring The Joys Of Music
Music resembles a bouquet
it comes to sound of wonder floating in the air
dances gracefully, a setting of romance
it holds a surprise like stars that twinkle
its a divine art that pleasures, like treasures
it's like sunshine, exposing light to brighten our minds
its sentiment welcomes the halls, of warm mellow elegance of sound Music ties to a big bouquet, it sets the stage places the mood for
a wedding day lingering rhythm brings meaning of courting days
varieties compare to flowers in a florist the beats of drums in
a jungle of Africa thunder burst produces a rumble, music is a
miracle its love comes true its passionate in moonlight and in
summer night music is a mystery of heavenly stars, prayers set
to music to praise Christ, music carries us in time preeminently
songs we are fond of, to croon, we rehearse and we carry through
the end of time; feelings of joy, it excites us in spirit, its
sweet we keep time with our feet, old songs are memories for-ever
to keep, it's all clusters in mind
poem by Inez Kobus
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I feel like my music is just an extension of my acting. I treat the songs like scenes that tell a story... it's very similar. My favorite thing is when cartoon fans show up to my live gigs! They are always the most kick-butt audience members 'cause they're not trying to act all cool like a lot of the music fans do! It's refreshing!!
quote by Grey DeLisle
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Nature Plays Music!
Nature plays game using sea, wind, tree, sky
Like fingers playing on the key board of piano!
Dashing waves, thudding waves, hissing waves
Are different notes of music of all Nature knows!
Oozing or howling sound is the music of storms;
Hissing sound of breeze is the music of spring
And many sounds of music produced by nature
Everybody cannot forget along with the smell sure!
Simple harmonic waves are the rhythmic beat music
Every heart and verse of poet has like the ticking time
Or the works of mind nonstop till the end of time here!
Wind passing through flute or saxophone is nice to hear
Like the vocalist produces various rhymes of music
Forming natural base for all songs we enjoy in life forever!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Mr. Music Man
September breezes blow
Skies turn darkest grey.
Rivers overflow
And love is faraway.
What is he living for?
Life holds no joy within,
No child saying 'daddy'
No championship to win.
His debts are growing still,
He totalled up the score
And yesterday the bailiffs came
Knocking on his door.
Ah, but where there's music
And songs in bright array
Melodies fall upon his ear
And the day's a Holy day.
Recitals and Sonatas
'The Shadow of Your Smile'
Guitars that echo from afar
And he can smile for awhile.
September's back in style.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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A Muisc Or Song?
No song
Only blaring music is heard
In the party!
Even the numbers
Of Michael Jackson beat music
Make fans dance!
More than songs
Only music is top most
In modern times!
Unlike some
Dean Martin or Louis Armstrong
Songs are not heard!
Celine Dion
Titanic song was moving
Heart to go on!
Old songs
Are replaced by fast music
Now for all!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Music's Place
Music may not make the world go ‘round
But you will never really be alive
If it doesn't orbit your world
Music exists in every corner of the world
In that sense music doesn't have a place
But everywhere you go there is a place for music
Music is the great connector of the world
One's language is not a barrier for communicating
For music is universal and all instruments get along
Music is not a necessity, unless you are a musician
But life without music is almost unthinkable
On second thought, maybe music does make the world turn
poem by Paul H Nelson
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Music & Me
Weve been together for such a long time now
Music, music and me
Dont care wether all our songs rhyme
Now music, music and me
Only know wherever I go
Were as close as two friends can be
There have been others
But never two lovers
Like music, music and me
Grab a song and come along
You can sing your melody
In your mind you will find
A world of sweet harmony
Birds of a feather will fly together
Now music, music and me
Music and me
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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I Can't Hear The Music
I can't hear the music
although I try each day.
You took it with you when you left me
and then went on your way.
I can't hear the music
and now I cry each day.
You used to play your songs for me
and I used to hear you say
How much you really loved me
and the promises you swore.
And now after all these years
and all my tears
I can't hear the music anymore.
I remember all the nights we spent
and all the songs you'd sing.
They kept me warm as I listened
and oh what joy they'd bring.
In each new song and each new word
I'd revel in your voice.
I never thought there'd be a time
when you would make the choice
to take your songs and leave me
so I could never hear,
never hear the music anymore.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Dusty Springfield
The music of the Dusty Springfield still lives on,
Even though she, herself, is now dead and gone.
Every day, her songs are played on the airwaves.
About her music, many people still really rave.
When I hear her songs played on the radio,
Deep in my heart, I feel a really warm glow.
To her talent, many artistes still pay tribute.
Many a singer, her style of song, does suit.
She had massive hit after hit over her many years:
The sentiments, of which, still bring me to tears.
If she were still alive today, I think she’d be amazed,
How popular she still is and how much her songs are played.
She was just a normal, ordinary, middle class girl,
Who became one of popular music’s precious pearls.
She never let fame and fortune go to her head.
She chose to remain friendly and down to earth instead.
Her songs are ones which you can sing along to,
And you experience such a feeling of joy when you do.
There are a few songs, for which she’s very well-known,
And, in the world of music, these are set firmly in stone.
One of her most famous songs has to be,
‘You Don’t Have To Say You Love Me.’
‘I Only Want To Be With You’ and ‘Son Of A Preacher Man, ’
Are also really firm favourites amongst her many fans.
When on stage, she really gave it her all,
And always appeared to be having a right ball.
She had a real presence whenever on stage,
And with her audience, she really engaged.
She battled serious illness. She was so very brave,
And over ten years on, her fans still visit her grave.
Whether the day brings bright sunshine or showers,
Fans still make their pilgrimage to bring her flowers.
On ‘Dusty Day’, once a year, her fans come together.
In our hearts, she and her music will live on forever.
An entire day is dedicated to the precious memories of her,
And fans recollections of Dusty, once again, are stirred.
Many of her songs are famous world wide,
And when she passed away, many fans cried.
Her music unites fans from across every nation.
She really was a special lady and a real inspiration.
For her iconic style, she was very well-known -
A style which was exclusively hers and hers alone.
Her songs are still as popular today,
As the day she sadly passed away.
She died at the age of fifty nine, so never reached old age.
I wonder if she was alive today, she would still be on stage?
Since she passed away, over ten years have gone by,
But memories of her live on and will never ever die.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Moving Music
Certain pieces of music and certain songs do something extraordinary to me,
they get inside my head and overwhelm me so magically.
The instant I hear their introduction I stop whatever I'm doing and listen,
I become transfixed and taken to higher plain within this dimension.
I overflow with euphoria, so much so, my eyes are awash with tears,
I couldn't get any closer to acoustic paradise, and it's been like this for years.
What also makes this so wonderful is that new works are happening all the time,
and when I first hear them I rate them as the others, moving music, sublime
poem by Orlando Belo
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