Loud is not good. With karaoke that is important to remember. And those Mandarin speakers were loud. The two best things that can be said about that is that at least it wasn't Sweet Caroline (or Michael Jackson), and it drowned out the crazy man in the alleyway loudly punctuating and adjectivizing everything with "g---d daaaaaaaamn!"
One of the numbers was a long silly song with Lau Takwah (Andy Lau) cementing his reputation as the most gender-baffling man in Mandopop.
G---d daaaaaaaamn!
Artistic!
"We've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark out, and we're wearing sunglasses. Hit it!"
EARLIER:
Our friend at the burger joint had a migraine because of a vehicular mishap, and his coworker had helpfully cranked up the sound real loud, so he wouldn't miss any of the brassy Latin dance music. He was wearing sunglasses and was incapable of hearing or responding accurately.
Or remembering anything further than thirty seconds ago.
He forgot that there were three chicas in the bathroom.
It must have been a tight fit.
Thighs.
As an actor, Lau Takwah was stellar in several movies, but as a singer he wants to push his heart-throb magnetism as far as it will go. He's precious, dammit, and your seat WILL be wet after the concert!
He demands it. G---d daaaaaaaamn!
Man or woman, no difference. Wet!
Not being Chinese, I am not affected or bewitched by his voodoo. On the other hand, CHou Yunfat doing that segment from "Uncle Tong Courting Miss Autumn Fragrance" (唐伯虎點秋香 'tong baak fu dim chau heung') while sparring with his spinstress cousin using a halberd, oh jayzus.
G---d daaaaaaaamn!
Chow Yunfat always did have that Irish rapscallion look.
Devil may care, up to no good.
Charming.
Sure and we'll buy that bridge now, Mr. Chow.
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