A date with the fragrant Heap

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As well as being an excellent musician, Imogen Heap has mastered the web as a tool to promote her music. The development of her last album, recorded in the basement studio of her family house, was shared on YouTube such that, after 40+ “broadcasts”, you felt you knew Ms. Heap very well; and of course were all set to acquire her album. It’s nearly a year since my son alerted me to her voice, and she has been a regular companion in my truck since then. Would love to see her live one day.

Then, browsing my Twitter feeds tonight and she announces she has arrived in Singapore. What?!! Check the tour dates and she is playing there on Monday. “Wish I could go” I say to she who must be obeyed, in passing. “Why don’t you then?” is her sensible response.

Ten minutes later I have contacted my friend Tic who is working in Singapore to see if he us up for a concert to be followed by beers, booked the concert tickets (front stalls) and booked a flight.

First Train Home. Live. Monday. Whizz!

Comments 🔗

2010-03-27 | Jock says

Is this the kind of lifestyle that you promote to your fellow pensioners? Abandoning the missus for nights of frivolity in the fleshpots of the world? Christ I wish I could join you.


2010-03-28 | Spike says

Describing Singapore as a fleshpot is like defining Aberdeen as a centre of the arts and culture. Mind you, if you came along I have no doubt you would do your best to change Singapore’s conservative reputation.


2010-03-28 | Wenthworth says

A bit Autotune-ish.


2010-03-30 | Billy says

She’s not Uriah’s young lass is she? … note subtle change in spelling but that is probably just to fool the unwary ..