We gather at a magic spot where fresh air is the order of the day and when music even fills the crevices of the monuments that abound. About 9 senior bloggers get together for a session as teh-tarek flows. Ukelele and harmonica sounds charm the surrounds beneath the tree-lined meadows of Siglap Hill.
"O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour..."
"The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils..."
"You just call out my name, And you know wherever I am, I'll come running, To see you again, Winter, spring, summer or fall, All you have to do is call, And I'll be there..."
Right bar videos:
Wee Kiat and Dick (image 1) on the harmonica and ukelele play, Oh Suzanna.
Peter Chan (image 2) plays a piano solo, Look For A Star.
Video clips from Peter Chan.
Image 3 from James Seah.
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