I've just arrived in Montreal from New York. This week has been by far the busiest in my semester, and I feel sorry that Tim, Patrick and Ivan caught me as such a poor tour guide. Well, my being a tour guide is also hampered by the fact that I know as much about New York as I do about calculating the diameter of a circle. But that's besides the point. I blame it all on endless rehearsals.
I've been getting a lot of feedback about the Ravel. Positive feedback, even! I'm honoured and a little speechless. And, yes, my upcoming concerts will be recorded and, to the best of my knowledge, you will be able to catch them from the site.
Some of my friends are in town. This makes it impossible to write. Always.
I am currently at 35.561 seconds. I am amazing at the things that matter in life.
Speaking of things, many of them have happened lately but, frankly, there's not enough room on this page to recount. An update will follow on Irrefragable shortly.
Media has been updated. Keen readers will note that I had promised to post a new work on Sunday. Note that, as of this post, it is Sunday. Don't you love how I'm so reliable? Ravel's String Quartet is probably most famous for its second movement, which, I believe, has been featured on many British films like The Royal Tenenbaums and the UK TV series The Camomile Lawn. I know this because I looked it up on Google am cultured.
The second movement might be up on Media the following Sunday.
Here it is, ladies and gentlemen. The official site.
The Photos and Store links don't work. I know, it unnerves me too that you cannot buy my music at this very moment. I also realize the risky gamble to leave the Store link inactive seeing that, by soundly reasoned prediction, today is the day that hundreds of you will suddenly want a copy of the Lightning Strikes Twice CD.
Look around, otherwise. I'd like to thank Amos for all his hard work and talent. You might not know this, but, because of the site, Amos and I have been on the phone for well over two hours nearly every night until the wee hours of the morning. An awkward situation, I assure you.
And I'd also like to thank Jon for designing the navigating site from the other end of the world.
In other news, The Irrefragable 8W has been updated.
Friday Feb 13, 2004
I hate it when Hotmail tells me it's 'too busy' for me to check my inbox.
Anyway, the new post on Irrefragable teaches you how to write an Artist Bio. You know, those things in concert programs. Always count on adrianfung.com to give you information that matters to you.
In other news, the website is unfinished; we want a credits page, as the photos were taken by different photographers. Some of you asked whether I will have a 'links' page, but I'm seriously running out of room at the bottom of this page, man. Having all four of my writing sites titled with multi-syllabic, sesquipedalian flair doesn't help, either.
February 13-14 2004
My sister posted this on her site. It's a three-year-old wunderkind percussionist playing the xylophone.
All I have to say is: Look. She's not that big of a deal. If you listen closely, her sixteenth notes aren't perfectly even.
In other news, Amos made a few more changes to Media and added a new section for the tamer side of me. An excerpt of Tchaikovsky's Rococo Variations for cello is up in the classical section. Another addition will be following next Sunday; that installment, though, will share the spotlight via a string quartet setting.
Enjoy,
Feb 16
If you typed 'adrianfung.com' to get here, you'll notice you were automatically brought into this page after one second. The reason for this is that I had gotten feedback from my dear friend Jasper, who said, "If I already typed in 'adrianfung.com', I'm not going to want to click enter again." So here's to the lazy. (Also a thank-you to Jasper for giving me very clear instructions on how to do everything.)
Conveniently, however, only after I redirected the logo did Jasper mention he thought the logo, 8W, stood for 8V. "Oh! The 'V's part of the '8'!" he exclaimed. 8 Vunder. Maybe it's just me, but having took his initial advice so heartily, I now find his deciphering skills a little disconcerting.
Feb 17
It has come to my attention that a few visitors to this site are from Britain. I bring this up for no other reason than to brag welcome them. As far as the game I posted up here a few days ago, the Crimson Room, I had gotten some emails from frustrated people that seem seriously suicidal. I'm sorry I didn't get your emails sooner, but email me back so that I know you aren't hanging from your closet, okay? It's a hard game -- but, like, it's a game. It's going to be okay. One guy said, "I will take a giant running start and throw my head repeatedly against the concrete wall outside my [apartment] building."
Um, otherwise, the inbox has been pretty quiet lately.
Feb 19, 20
Two days ago, February 17, was William's birthday. He is one of my best friends. To show how much he means to me, I wish him a happy birthday today -- two days later -- because I'm so considerate. I'm sure Willy tired of it quick when all the other boys wished him a birthday on his birthday. But a day later, nobody thinks he's special anymore. He wouldn't expect anybody to wish him happy birthday. So I'm wishing him a happy birthday now, because, Willy, to me, you're special all year round.
Speaking of cheesy, I suggest you buy Haagen-Daz Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream. It's the best ice cream I've ever had. I had some yesterday, with some friends, while I was celebrating William's birthday undercover.
Feb 20-21
Irrefragable has been updated. As a result:
"look, the OC is not just for girl. OC is for everybody. But i like the pictures." south****@hotmail.com
"Excuse me, Mr. Fung, but girls do not talk entirely with their wrists." na****@hotmail.com
"You're an idiot. It knew you were trying to be a girl. So the writer was 'male'. Gender Genie worked everytime for me and I'm a girl." Suzie Jenkins, Colorado; suzi****@msn.com
Frankly, this game is dumb but fun. You'll be happy to know that 24.545 seconds into the game, I was thinking that there should maybe be a professional league for it. And yet getting out of the Crimsom Room is one thing, because, at least you can say you're smart. Somehow excelling at this game doesn't exactly impress the ladies.
How do you beat my score, you ask? My roommate, Eric, suggests a 28.8 modem.
I'm now in Toronto. The ride home on the train was uneventful. Except that VIA Rail has started its own magazine, modeled after Air Canada's more polished EnRoute publication. That entertained me for a full fifteen seconds. I think the magazine needs to engross itself with more exciting things than pop singers from Acadia.
I'd like to thank Calvin, Jon, and Latimer for housing me during my stay in Montreal.
