I’d heard that, a seccessionist cess-pool I believe.
Actually, one could print that picture and hang it on one’s (or is that ones?) wall.
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About this blog
It's over.
Ah... Do you want to know a bit more?
This blog was set up to chart my experience singing in Malaysia for two months (see below for the original 'About this blog' blurb) - and is over until the next time I do a stint in Asia, at least. At which point, I'll probably return to this page, slap a big '2' next to the words 'Lost In Transposition', and start blogging every day, all over again. In the meantime, I'll be writing weekly posts about life, the universe and jazz music over at the 'Blog' section of andreamann.com. Which is my main website, and where no pictures of my bottom exist.
My name is Andrea Mann and I'm a jazz singer and a freelance journalist. I live alone in London, England... except for February and March this year, when I'll be living in with approximately 300 other people in a hotel in Penang, Malaysia.
It's a five-star hotel with a pool, a spa and a jazz lounge. I'll be singing six nights a week in this jazz lounge, and the agent says I'll "be treated like a local celebrity". I'm imagining my experience might turn out to be a little like Lost In Translation. Hence the title. And the bottom.
This is going to be my blog about my adventures out there. I apologise in advance for making you click on my bottom to get to the homepage.
Want me to play at *your* five-star hotel? Or just want to say hello? Email me at info@andreamann.com, or leave a comment on one of these here post thingies. And a very warm 'hello' back.
March 25th, 2008 at 5.26pm
That looks like a Gustav Klimt painting.
March 25th, 2008 at 6.35pm
that’s what I’m going to miss, silly! Gustav Klimt paintings. Penang’s full of ‘em.
March 25th, 2008 at 7.06pm
I’d heard that, a seccessionist cess-pool I believe.
Actually, one could print that picture and hang it on one’s (or is that ones?) wall.