Thursday, 8 October 2026

MIRRORS: CHUREN LI FORTEPIANO RECITAL / Review

 


MIRRORS
CHUREN LI Fortepiano Recital
Yong Siew Toh Conservatory Concert Hall
Wednesday (7 October 2026)


Churen Li, alumna of Yong Siew Toh Conservatory, gave a solo recital on a fortepiano, the forerunner of the modern pianoforte. It was a rare outing for the Paul McNulty instrument donated to the Conservatory by its founding chairman Goh Yew Lin. It has a gentler and more delicate sonority, and there are no foot pedals, yet Churen was able to find a myriad range of colours opening her recital with Mozart’s Fantasy in D minor (K.397).


Its broad improvisatory opening was taken with a freedom that was unusual for classical era works, but it worked well, varied by the faster sections with cadenza-like flourishes. This piece was left incomplete by Mozart, and Churen played the traditional ending provided by August Muller. Next came Haydn’s popular Sonata in C major (Hob.XVI:50), its good humour finding fertile soil in Churen’s interpretation. Ornaments were sparing and subtly used as to be unobtrusive, and the finale, famous for its “wrong” notes was milked to full effect. This was a performance that smiled from ear to ear.



In complete contrast was Haydn’s Variations in F minor (Hob.XVII:6), one of his more serious creations, which received the finest performance of the evening. It is often difficult to sustain interest in its longuers but Churen did exactly that by varying its range of colours as the work progressed in degrees of complexity. The final reward was a inexorable sense of release in the major key, providing a very satisfying denouement. Is this Haydn’s greatest solo keyboard work? Perhaps, as Churen made it sound so.

Now a Steinway concert grand
was hauled into the concert.

The recital’s second half opened with Beethoven’s ubiquitous Sonata in C sharp minor (Op.27 No.2) or the Moonlight Sonata. Concertgoers might remember Andras Schiff stepping on the sustaining pedal of the Steinway grand and never letting go. The shimmering effect of the moon reflected on Lake Lucerne was achieved without pedal in Churen’s case, which sounded totally magical. Sustaining the notes on the keyboard alone did the trick. The second movement was a crisply minted country dance, but the Presto Agitato finale was where the fortepiano was beginning to show its limitations (Beethoven needed a bigger instrument!) but its storm-tossed pages still resounded with sound and fury.




The final segment of the concert saw Churen joined by fellow alumni violinist David Loke and cellist Christopher Mui (from the Singapore Symphony) in three of her originals works arranged for piano trio. Moonrise after Beethoven opened on fortepiano with the familiar triplets of the eponymous Sonata, but with altered harmonies. The flight of fancy in its improvisations entered Ravelian territory, including piano figurations of the slow movement of his G major concerto, now on the concert grand. Straddling between two keyboards did the trick. Naughty but nice.


Prelude after Bach was a short but touching take on the opening movement of the Cello Suite in C minor. Literally a sigh of a piece, the melody was given to David’s violin, who showed he could be as eloquent as the cello. Fantasy after Mozart was based on the siciliano slow movement from the Piano Concerto No.23 in A major (K.488), which also included an aside into Chopin’s Prelude in E minor (Op.28 No.4).


The encore Fantasy after Schumann, was inspired by yet another wonderful melody, from the slow movement of Schumann’s Piano Quartet (Op.44). Wallowing in beautiful tunes was the game, and Churen, now established as one of Singapore’s most versatile pianists, knows exactly what was needed. Long may this continue.


Tuesday, 6 October 2026

PROGRESSION V / MacPherson Philharmonic Orchestra / Review

 


PROGRESSION V
MacPherson Philharmonic Orchestra
Victoria Concert Hall
Sunday (4 October 2026)


At last count, there are two community symphony orchestras in Singapore. The first one was Braddell Heights Symphony Orchestra (BHSO) which recently marked its 40th anniversary, and the other is MacPherson Philharmonic Orchestra (MPPO, to distinguish it from the Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra), which was formed just nine years ago.



Led by young conductor Lester Kong, the orchestra has shown marked progress in the past years, thus this concert’s title Progression V was wholly fitting. It opened with Franz von SuppĂ©’s Light Cavalry Overture, once a very popular concert showpiece but now relegated to the realm of lollipops. Rousing brass fanfares led to excellent strings in melodramatic Italianate passages before the familiar refrain by a pair of galloping trumpets. This made for a fun-filled starter.

Photo: MPPO

Next came the world premiere of Germaine Goh’s The Colour of Gravity, a 27-minute saxophone concerto in four movements. The soloist was Samuel Phua, displaying prowess with a different saxophone for each movement. Piano and tubular bells established fast ostinatos over which Phua’s soaring alto sax held sway in the opening movement titled Worlds Becoming, a cosmic event equating the Big Bang. 

Photo: MPPO

Portrait saw baritone sax playing the tradition buffoonish role usually reserved for bassoons, in a syncopated jazzy dance. Muted strings conjured an Ivesian haze, as Phua alternated between lyrical and jocular comedic moments before with a sweeping upward glissando to close. It was hard not to applaud this scherzo-like escapade, but the audience had been forewarned.


Pale Blue Dot was the slow movement which had soprano sax entwined in a love duet with solo oboe. This brought out the work’s most poignant moments, and the eponymous finale for tenor sax pulled out the stops for a fast, flashy and virtuosic close. Composer Germaine Goh sees the colour of gravity as the colour of love, and this is without doubt the most significant saxophone concerto ever composed by a Singaporean. Samuel Phua, our local solution to Jess Gilliam, is actually closer in spirit to the great John Harle. His ardent advocacy will spur more Singaporean composers to write more works for the saxophone.


The encore, After Love by Jonathan Shin, involved audience participation. Solo passages played by Samuel were to be recorded on handphones, and later replayed en mass as accompaniment or counterpoint to the work’s closing passages. It made for some surreal Ligeti-like moments that was enjoyed by all present.



The major work was Johannes Brahms’ First Symphony in C minor (Op.68), a very ambitious ask for such a young orchestra. Under Kong’s direction, the opening movement portrayed a grim face of gravitas, its pulse held together by an excellent and resolute timpanist. The surges and ebbs of tension was well marshalled and there was little doubt that the ensemble presented a united front throughout. The second and third movements saw more challenges, as the slow movement came across as ponderous, and the ensemble struggling to hold it together. However, it was concertmaster Lim Shue Churn’s violin solo that shone as the light at the end of the tunnel.


The third movement was more relaxed but there were some hesitations and ensemble issues, however those were rendered moot in the finale. The build-up was portentously hewn out of solid granite, and Kong knew exactly how to pace and bring out the big hymn-like tune that made early listeners describe this to be Beethoven’s Tenth Symphony. No matter, the finale was a combination of grim determination and no little joy achieved through gritted teeth for a blazing conclusion to one of the greatest Romantic symphonies ever conceived. 


There must have been a small handful in the audience who attended the Singapore Symphony Orchestra’s first performance of the same symphony in the same venue way back in 1981. That performance brought out unadulterated feelings of elation for both players and listeners, and this outing by MPPO may be viewed in the same light. For both orchestras, it represented a sure sign of progress.


Thursday, 1 October 2026

I ACTUALLY BOUGHT RECORDS IN PHNOM PENH @ SPACE FOUR ZERO




What do you know, I actually bought vinyl records in Phnom Penh. Our discovery of Space Four Zero, possibly Phnom Penh's best and coolest record ship, was completely by accident. We had completed a tour of the Royal Palace and Silver Pagoda and were walking down Street 240 towards Monument Books on Norodom Boulevard when we saw the face of Cambodian pop icon Sinn Sisamouth smiling at us. The sign pointed us to the new location of Space Four Zero, on a row of hip-looking shop houses.


Besides being a vinyl emporium, Space Four Zero also sells pop art prints, which added to the colour to the premises. It's such a cool and hip space you could linger here for a long time. Unfortunately, there was no coffee shop attached to it.


Interestingly, the compact discs are priced far higher than the LPs. The CD of vintage Cambodian pop sold for USD 40, whereas the LPs went for a steal. Whoever thought you could get Nathan Milstein, Lazar Berman, Jacqueline du Pre and the 1966 Karl Bohm Tristan und Isolde here? These appear to be German pressings. The four pre-loved vinyl records set me back a cool USD 15!


This post is dedicated to the record-collecting Phan brothers, Ming Yen and Ming Ruey, and Kevin YL Tan who would have no doubt pounced on these classics, if given the opportunity. 


SPACE FOUR ZERO
25 Street 240, Phnom Penh

Wednesday, 30 September 2026

SCENES OF PHNOM PENH LIFE / PART I


Yeah Penh Square, just south of Wat Phnom,
with Exchange Square & Vattanac Tower in view.

It's been 18 years since we last visited Cambodia. Phnom Penh in 2008 was a low-rise bustling third world city, with nary a skyscraper in sight. Today, it looks like a modern metropolis, with a skyline that looks like Bangkok at certain angles. The old and spanking new come into collision like no other city we've visited. There are modern integrated resorts, old French colonial-era buildings, swanky restaurants and ubiquitous street food. 

Singha and Naga, sacred symbols
along Norodom Boulevard.
The tree-lined Preah Ang Duong St (No.110)

Here are some photographs I took, a portrait of a city that has risen from the ashes of a genocide (1975-79) and refuses to be dismissed. A heady mix of fascinating contrasts. 

The French colonial era art deco
Central Market, built in 1937.
The Old Market on Preah Ang Eng St (No.13)
Banana vendors on Preah Ang Eng St (No.13)
Tuk tuk outside Kandal Market.
Hardly anyone wears crash helmets here,
outside the Old Post Office.

SUKA MAKAN: PHNOM PENH STREET FOOD / PART I



If Suka Makan in Phnom Penh gave the mistaken impression that we were dining in fine eateries, it should not go unmentioned that we also had a fair share of the city's lovely street food. Like the old days of Singapore, food vendors may before at every street corner, and one could easy stop and buy, and enjoy.

No crap, just crab sticks added into the cheese.

On this fine Friday morning, while walking on Preah Ang Eng Street 13, we spotted this fast-food stall. Wondering what Pizza Crap tasted like, we could not resist the temptation. It was delicious, and we did not suffer any ill-effects. 

Now have a slice of pizza crap!
The anti-Thailand sentiment still exists.

On the same evening, we similarly spotted some stalls on Sihanouk Boulevard just before attending the Phare Circus act at Nagaworld 2. We shared a Bali Fried Rice, and Janet swore she never had a better tasting fried rice ever. We also had the Cambodian version of ice kachang, and that was excellent too. No crap, we did not get gastroenteritis during our entire stay in Cambodia!  
 
If one wondered what Singapore ice cream
was, it's just usual ice-cream eaten with
a slice of bread. No big deal.