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Phil is saved by a Miracle

July 17, 2001

Miracle saves Phil Chang's Singapore concert from falling flat.

By Elisa Chia

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For a good half hour, a 5,000-strong crowd -- who occupied about 65% of the Singapore Indoor Stadium last Friday -- appeared to be uninterested in the acts on stage.

Ouch… This couldn't get any worse.

There was no fanatic cheering; no "I love you!".

Only polite claps.

And we're talking about the concert of Phil Chang -- the Taiwanese singer-songwriter (better known as Zhang Yu) who had repeatedly brought the house down at his Miracle World Tour 2001 concerts across Taiwan, China and Malaysia.

The confident man's ego must have been shattered.

His elusive lyricist-wife, Shi Yi Lang, who was sitting among the audience members, must have also felt anxious for him.

Disappointed at the chill response, he mocked, "I almost thought that I'm at the wrong venue.

"Hey, this is not like a concert. More like you are listening to a classical performance.

"Someone please pass me a chair and a violin. I'm going to do a Bach."

Ha ha. The amused audience broke into gentle laughter.

But a few songs and some banter later, a Miracle happened… for he seemed to be in control of the crowd.

"No one sits during my concerts," he snapped like a commander.

"I won't perform till every single audience members is up on their feet."

The order was obeyed.

And soon the "hypnotised" crowd was jiving along with his 8 leggy female dancers and pointing their fingers in the air ala John Travolta in Grease.

Never mind that the Mandopop crooner did a horrendous impersonation of Coco Lee's Di Da Di - bobbing his head and jiggling his flabby body a little.

The Bengs and aunties (many non-Singaporeans were present, I noticed) still lapped it all up with pride, although I wished he had spared himself the embarrassment.

It would be more than gratifying if he had done away with his tacky zebra-print gear (and the dancers' clownish costume) too.

We know he had Yong Xin Liang Ku (his Mandarin hit title) or dedicated himself wholeheartedly for the 2-hour concert.

But all we want are his signature heart-wrenching ballads, such as Yi Yan Nan Jin and Qian Jin Nan Mai, which to his credits, were indeed worthy of the highest ticket price at $121.

So save your footwork, Phil.

Rock us with your powerful throaty vocals instead.


 

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