After dinner, we took a break from cocktail bars and headed to Time Passage - a pub-like venue that is much more the Beijing scene! Live music and cheap beers made for a fun evening, and we played a few Chinese-language pranks which is always a good source of amusement...! On Sunday morning, it only seemed right to work through the hangover with a champagne brunch. This was a very civilised affair, largely because the courses were served to the table and explained to us in detail by the waiting staff, and the Veuve Cliquot was free-flowing - delightful! I was born for a life like this. The Jesubites among you might spot a familiar face - yes, we bumped into Alison while in Shanghai - she was on holiday there from Australia! It's a small world, and I always love catching up with friendly faces around the globe....
We decided to sleep off the champagne at the Jazz Festival in Century Park on Pudong. It was nice and leafy, and reasonably quiet for a music festival (and in fact for any spot of Chinese land), so I had a good nap until the sun went down and it got a bit chilly...
We moved on to the "Rock Stage" (what this and an "electrograss" stage were doing as two of the three stages at a jazz festival is beyond me....) and 'rocked out' there for a while. One of the group had heard good things about the headline act, Cui Jian, who was on at 7, and told us a bit of the background. As you can see from the Wiki link if you're interested, Cui Jian is a bit of a political icon in China, and one of his songs, "Nothing to My Name" became an anthem to the student protesters during the Tiananmen protests. In c. 1990, one of his concerts was stopped by police, and the rest of the tour cancelled, when he wore a red blindfold on stage while performing. He allegedly avoided excommunication by "donating" one million yuan to pay for the Asian games in 1990....
In any event, he has a legion of fans in China, all of whom know the words and embrace his music and performances enthusiastically. Towards the start of his set, an enormous, inflatable hammer and sickle was carried down to the front of the audience and it all together made for an exciting performance. I am now learning the lyrics for my next karaoke outing (and intend to adopt his distinctive gestures) and joining that legion of fans for the time being!
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