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Date Posted: 00:20:33 02/13/03 Thu
Author: Neutral
Subject: Interesting article on F4's Concert in Singapore

Just would like to share an interesting article on F4's concert in Singapore. It's on the Life! section of the Straits Times in Singapore. You may browse it together with the pictures on

http://straitstimes.asia1.com.sg/life/story/0,4386,171350,00.html?

*********************************************

AN F4-STAR NIGHT FOR FANS

The show was not as spectacular as a recent Hongkong gig, but the affable lads more than made up for any shortcomings with their charm.

By Foong Woei Wan
F4 FANTASY WORLD TOUR 2003
Singapore Indoor Stadium
Tuesday

TWO months ago, I was on Cloud Nine when I left F4's fantastic concert in Hongkong.

I got so high on seeing Asia's hottest pop quartet sing, dance and run around the Hongkong Coliseum in tuxedos that the first thing I did when I got home was to book tickets to both its concerts at the Singapore Indoor Stadium.

So, I regret to report that I was just on Cloud Eight when I left the first of its two concerts here on Tuesday night. I was also feeling slightly shortchanged by the organisers.

First, fans here, including the ones who flew in from China, Indonesia, Japan, South Korea and Malaysia, got a shorter show.

The Hongkong gig lasted 2 1/2 hours. The Singapore show was just two hours. The difference was because the boys did not change into tuxedos, take turns to sing Cantopop songs and dance around the stadium.

Secondly, the crowd didn't get to see the spectacular Hongkong stage settings, such as the hanging crown-shaped cushion that Vic Chou sat on, and the hanging cage that Jerry Yen stood in with a fan.

Thirdly, the crowd didn't get as close to the boys as their Hongkong counterparts. The stage here was at the far end of the stadium, and as good as a galaxy away to most of the fans.

Still, F4 seemed to make everyone else's day simply by showing up and being as adorable as ever.

For the 8,500 fans who packed the stadium, Valentine's Day came three days earlier the moment their dream dates - Yen, Vanness Wu, Ken Chu and Chou - appeared in white, blue and red costumes, and sang Ask For More.

The fans started off by screaming dutifully as, one by one, the boys sang and danced as best as they could.

For the record, Yen and Chou were so-so singers whenever the lip-synching stopped, while Wu and Chu's voices were the loudest and the clearest whenever the four sang together.

But the shrieks rose to fever pitch whenever one or all four went off the stage and came within groping distance of the fans on the floor.

DRESSED FOR SUCCESS: The band didn't change into tuxedos, but they did offer plenty of smiles to the crowd of 8,500.
The screams turned envious and even murderous when one fan went on stage, held Yen's hand, hugged him and pressed kisses on his face with her palm during their duet of Teresa Teng's The Moon Represents My Heart.

A few fans threw neon sticks at the woman, reportedly a DJ from Guangzhou. I wanted to throw something at her, too, but all I had was my pen and notebook.

But the best moment came when the four, clearly in high spirits, horsed around close to the end of the show and coaxed Chou, who danced for the first time in his career during the Hongkong gigs, to repeat his routine for the crowd here.

They did not succeed there but Yen got so high and so spontaneous that, unprompted, he shared a secret with everyone.

He said Wu was the one who taught him the comic little disco dance he did in the TV series Meteor Garden, where he shot to stardom as Daoming Si, the cutest boyfriend known to womankind.

Then, for all of five seconds, Yen did the dance again, and for those five seconds, I was on Cloud Nine again.

************************************************

Is there room for F5?
I have resolved not to go to the barber until 2050. F4's wild hair had the best time at the gig
BY TAY YEK KEAK

BY 9 pm, at the F4 Fantasy Goo-Goo-Gaa-Gaa World Tour concert, I kept muttering to myself what the heck was I doing there.

An hour and a half later, I was waving my arms hoping that Long-Haired-Dude No. 3 would catch a glimpse of me.

He was my favourite because it looked like he could sing, dance and chew gum at the same time.

I later found out that his name was Vanness, after I had shouted and hooted for Vanessa.

I was arm-twisted by my friend, Lifer Foong Woei Wan, to go see the Fad Four and get a whiff of what made women scream these days.

So many females went berserk in the Singapore Indoor Stadium, it looked like pagan night at the convent.

The age gap between Woei Wan and myself is huge - Bill Clinton and Monica Lewinsky huge, if you want to stretch things a bit.

We have nothing in common, and I had to sacrifice five crucial hours away from money and alimony and wondering how to get out of a country club going bankrupt.

But I do know my pop culture. I remember fondly watching Alan Tam and Leslie Cheung perform here. After those karaoke sessions, me and my pals, Alan the broker and Leslie the salesman from Toa Payoh, always went out for roti prata together.

Those were heady days, but these are manic ones.
Women of all shapes and sizes live, I am told, only for F4. Not U-571 or K-19 or Punggol 21. Only F4.

I am told also that every one of them in the audience watches this TV series with F4 in it called Meteor Garden, knowing everything about the show as much as they know nothing about a Missile Garden coming up at Baghdad.

The males at the concert were as hopelessly outnumbered as Saddam Hussein.

I presumed they were either magnanimous okay-lor boyfriends, guys who adore guys, or people doing a Pete Townshend by being there for research purposes like me.

One fellow asked me to take a photo of him and his girlfriend for a special Valentine's Day keepsake. I knew it was intimate because the girl had that special 'why can't you look like them' look on her face.

I wish them all good things in life. They looked happy. Everybody did. They were so happy you could have sold them F4 Toto tickets from last year.

Two women in front of me were hugging and sobbing in such utter bliss, I thought their union needed legalising.

All those girls in the crowd had, I detected, a very unique power. They could actually tell those guys apart.

The last time I went to the Indoor Stadium was to see a wrestling show. I noticed how similar the whole thing was at the concert because every fan erupted at just the first few strains of a song knowing exactly whether it was F4a, F4b, F4c or F4d who was coming out.

It made me realise how important personal theme music really is.

Those F4 good-lookers were magnetic showstoppers. But I think their hair -long, wild, footloose and fancy-free - had an even better time. I will not be visiting my barber until 2050.

The highlight of the show for me was when one insanely lucky gal got picked up to go on stage in an act, explained to me as a ritual that takes place in all the concerts.

Later on, somebody threw a missile at her.

I understood there and then that, at religious experiences like this, the booty, like the fish in biblical times, needed to be shared by everyone.

My solution is to form a new boyband called F4000000. There would be enough for everybody then.

It will be my greatest contribution to womankind.

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[> Re: Interesting article on F4's Concert in Singapore -- Rachmayati, 18:10:13 02/26/03 Wed

>Just would like to share an interesting article on
>F4's concert in Singapore. It's on the Life! section
>of the Straits Times in Singapore. You may browse it
>together with the pictures on
>
>http://straitstimes.asia1.com.sg/life/story/0,4386,1713
>50,00.html?
>
>*********************************************
>
>AN F4-STAR NIGHT FOR FANS
>
>The show was not as spectacular as a recent Hongkong
>gig, but the affable lads more than made up for any
>shortcomings with their charm.
>
>By Foong Woei Wan
>F4 FANTASY WORLD TOUR 2003
>Singapore Indoor Stadium
>Tuesday
>
>TWO months ago, I was on Cloud Nine when I left F4's
>fantastic concert in Hongkong.
>
>I got so high on seeing Asia's hottest pop quartet
>sing, dance and run around the Hongkong Coliseum in
>tuxedos that the first thing I did when I got home was
>to book tickets to both its concerts at the Singapore
>Indoor Stadium.
>
>So, I regret to report that I was just on Cloud Eight
>when I left the first of its two concerts here on
>Tuesday night. I was also feeling slightly
>shortchanged by the organisers.
>
>First, fans here, including the ones who flew in from
>China, Indonesia, Japan, South Korea and Malaysia, got
>a shorter show.
>
>The Hongkong gig lasted 2 1/2 hours. The Singapore
>show was just two hours. The difference was because
>the boys did not change into tuxedos, take turns to
>sing Cantopop songs and dance around the stadium.
>
>Secondly, the crowd didn't get to see the spectacular
>Hongkong stage settings, such as the hanging
>crown-shaped cushion that Vic Chou sat on, and the
>hanging cage that Jerry Yen stood in with a fan.
>
>Thirdly, the crowd didn't get as close to the boys as
>their Hongkong counterparts. The stage here was at the
>far end of the stadium, and as good as a galaxy away
>to most of the fans.
>
>Still, F4 seemed to make everyone else's day simply by
>showing up and being as adorable as ever.
>
>For the 8,500 fans who packed the stadium, Valentine's
>Day came three days earlier the moment their dream
>dates - Yen, Vanness Wu, Ken Chu and Chou - appeared
>in white, blue and red costumes, and sang Ask For More.
>
>The fans started off by screaming dutifully as, one by
>one, the boys sang and danced as best as they could.
>
>For the record, Yen and Chou were so-so singers
>whenever the lip-synching stopped, while Wu and Chu's
>voices were the loudest and the clearest whenever the
>four sang together.
>
>But the shrieks rose to fever pitch whenever one or
>all four went off the stage and came within groping
>distance of the fans on the floor.
>
>DRESSED FOR SUCCESS: The band didn't change into
>tuxedos, but they did offer plenty of smiles to the
>crowd of 8,500.
>The screams turned envious and even murderous when one
>fan went on stage, held Yen's hand, hugged him and
>pressed kisses on his face with her palm during their
>duet of Teresa Teng's The Moon Represents My Heart.
>
>A few fans threw neon sticks at the woman, reportedly
>a DJ from Guangzhou. I wanted to throw something at
>her, too, but all I had was my pen and notebook.
>
>But the best moment came when the four, clearly in
>high spirits, horsed around close to the end of the
>show and coaxed Chou, who danced for the first time in
>his career during the Hongkong gigs, to repeat his
>routine for the crowd here.
>
>They did not succeed there but Yen got so high and so
>spontaneous that, unprompted, he shared a secret with
>everyone.
>
>He said Wu was the one who taught him the comic little
>disco dance he did in the TV series Meteor Garden,
>where he shot to stardom as Daoming Si, the cutest
>boyfriend known to womankind.
>
>Then, for all of five seconds, Yen did the dance
>again, and for those five seconds, I was on Cloud Nine
>again.
>
>************************************************
>
>Is there room for F5?
>I have resolved not to go to the barber until 2050.
>F4's wild hair had the best time at the gig
>BY TAY YEK KEAK
>
>BY 9 pm, at the F4 Fantasy Goo-Goo-Gaa-Gaa World Tour
>concert, I kept muttering to myself what the heck was
>I doing there.
>
>An hour and a half later, I was waving my arms hoping
>that Long-Haired-Dude No. 3 would catch a glimpse of
>me.
>
>He was my favourite because it looked like he could
>sing, dance and chew gum at the same time.
>
>I later found out that his name was Vanness, after I
>had shouted and hooted for Vanessa.
>
>I was arm-twisted by my friend, Lifer Foong Woei Wan,
>to go see the Fad Four and get a whiff of what made
>women scream these days.
>
>So many females went berserk in the Singapore Indoor
>Stadium, it looked like pagan night at the convent.
>
>The age gap between Woei Wan and myself is huge - Bill
>Clinton and Monica Lewinsky huge, if you want to
>stretch things a bit.
>
>We have nothing in common, and I had to sacrifice five
>crucial hours away from money and alimony and
>wondering how to get out of a country club going
>bankrupt.
>
>But I do know my pop culture. I remember fondly
>watching Alan Tam and Leslie Cheung perform here.
>After those karaoke sessions, me and my pals, Alan the
>broker and Leslie the salesman from Toa Payoh, always
>went out for roti prata together.
>
>Those were heady days, but these are manic ones.
>Women of all shapes and sizes live, I am told, only
>for F4. Not U-571 or K-19 or Punggol 21. Only F4.
>
>I am told also that every one of them in the audience
>watches this TV series with F4 in it called Meteor
>Garden, knowing everything about the show as much as
>they know nothing about a Missile Garden coming up at
>Baghdad.
>
>The males at the concert were as hopelessly
>outnumbered as Saddam Hussein.
>
>I presumed they were either magnanimous okay-lor
>boyfriends, guys who adore guys, or people doing a
>Pete Townshend by being there for research purposes
>like me.
>
>One fellow asked me to take a photo of him and his
>girlfriend for a special Valentine's Day keepsake. I
>knew it was intimate because the girl had that special
>'why can't you look like them' look on her face.
>
>I wish them all good things in life. They looked
>happy. Everybody did. They were so happy you could
>have sold them F4 Toto tickets from last year.
>
>Two women in front of me were hugging and sobbing in
>such utter bliss, I thought their union needed
>legalising.
>
>All those girls in the crowd had, I detected, a very
>unique power. They could actually tell those guys
>apart.
>
>The last time I went to the Indoor Stadium was to see
>a wrestling show. I noticed how similar the whole
>thing was at the concert because every fan erupted at
>just the first few strains of a song knowing exactly
>whether it was F4a, F4b, F4c or F4d who was coming
>out.
>
>It made me realise how important personal theme music
>really is.
>
>Those F4 good-lookers were magnetic showstoppers. But
>I think their hair -long, wild, footloose and
>fancy-free - had an even better time. I will not be
>visiting my barber until 2050.
>
>The highlight of the show for me was when one insanely
>lucky gal got picked up to go on stage in an act,
>explained to me as a ritual that takes place in all
>the concerts.
>
>Later on, somebody threw a missile at her.
>
>I understood there and then that, at religious
>experiences like this, the booty, like the fish in
>biblical times, needed to be shared by everyone.
>
>My solution is to form a new boyband called F4000000.
>There would be enough for everybody then.
>
>It will be my greatest contribution to womankind.


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