But Wang wants to be loved for his voice -- not looks
Wang Lee Hom was recently voted the No 1 sexual fantasy of Taiwanese
girls. But if he had his way, he would rather people focus on
his singing than his looks. The American-born Chinese singer goes
behind the cameras for a special fashion spread with Life!. Full story below.
Straits Times, Life section 4/10/00
Asian Ambition
Wang Lee Hom is so serious about his image that he
does not smile at Life!'s photo shoot. What about his love life?
Sorry, folks, he's not telling
By YEOW KAI
CHAI
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PLACID
DRAGON: Yellow short sleeve tee with print, Tubix at Pacific
Plaza ($55) and purple corduroy jeans, Boycott ($239). |
WANG LEE HOM, at the ripe old age of 24, is a very serious multi-hyphenate:
singer-composer-arranger.
Who cares if he was nominated Taiwanese girls' No. 1 sexual
fantasy in an online poll in July?
During his press conference, the classically-trained musician
reminds journalists, time and again, about his wide-ranging
musical interests, from classical to rock to funk.
Any question about relationships and love scenes is deflected
deftly with the polite insouciance of an intensely-private, but
well-brought-up boy.
""What was it like kissing Karen Mok? Aren't you afraid of people
talking?'' a wide-eyed scribe asks, referring to Wang's 30-second
smooch with the Hongkong wild girl in Ashes To Ashes, a new anti-smoking,
educational short film directed by Leslie Cheung.
The milliseconds tick by, air charged with expectancy.
""You can't worry about all these things when you're an actor,''
comes his slick reply, accented by a wee, but oh-so-telling shrug.
A rocker with less patience and more swagger would have stood
up and walked away, but not Wang.
The New Yorker is too level-headed to be bothered by
inanities.
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COMPOSED
COMPOSER: Tee shirt with contrast camel body, Tubix ($69.90),
and olive sand-washed pants, Boycott ($239). |
FACING this reporter after the press conference, Wang
demonstrates utmost professionalism.
He should be beat from a jam-packed schedule which saw him
attending the charity show Affairs Of The Heart on Sunday and
undergoing a busy round of interviews to promote his seventh
album, Forever's First Day. But he is not.
Well, at least not on the surface. Demonstrating nary a sign of
frazzled nerves, he shakes your hand and begins talking about
himself on the sofa, impervious to the clatter of minders nearby.
The 1.8-m-tall lad locks you with his gaze while offering
resolutely cogent answers to your probing, sometimes hackneyed
queries.
An unruffled, attentive interviewee: What more could one ask for?
So, first things first. What is his attitude towards the paparazzi?
"Well, I haven't had it so bad, I don't have that many negative
reports,'' demurs Wang. ""Maybe it's got to do with the fact that
I don't really talk about my personal life with the press. I withhold
information, though all they want to know is my love life. They
want to know the dirt. But, sorry, it's not public knowledge.''
In eloquent American-English, he spits it out plainly, mien
unchanging, placid even. Not an iota of distress from this dude
who says he inherits patience from his doctor Dad and librarian
Mum, who migrated from Taiwan to America.
"Anyway, all the relationship issues are in my songs,'' he offers, directing
the focus smartly back to his craft.
WANG, as is abundantly clear, is proud of his latest Mandarin
magnum opus, Forever's First Day, which has so far sold a brisk
10,000 copies in Singapore since its release in late June.
In Taiwan, it sold a whopping 200,000 copies.
The album took more than a year to record. He composed and
arranged all 11 songs while finishing his Masters at Berklee
College of Music last year. Best of all, it fulfilled his ambition of
revitalising formulaic Mandopop with classical and R&B
touches.
Next year, he plans to cut an English album and embark on his
first world tour.
This innate sense of duty and integrity to introduce musical
variety into the Chinese music scene was inspired by an
unforgettable experience.
As a 17-year-old lad, he first listened to a Mandarin album,
which happened to be Andy Lau's Forgettable Waters. It was not
fortuitous.
""That was years ago,'' he groans. ""Well, I didn't mean to say that
everything he did was boring. It just sounded like all the kelian
(pitiful) ballads! It's nothing personal.''
Today, his idea of revolutionalising Chinese pop is exemplified by
a simply jaw-droppin' dance cover of Descendent Of The Dragon,
originally a heart-thumping folk anthem by Li Jianfu.
It is a version which should silence purists for good, and which
""bananas'' (Westernised Asians) should embrace, especially for
its slang twang.
Why did he cover that song?
""It's just great timing,'' he explains. ""There are obvious
coincidences. I'm a Dragon. Li Jianfu is my maternal uncle. It
means a lot to me personally, as well to my family and extended
family. We are very proud that he wrote the song.''
He adds: ""Also I recorded it in 2000, the Year of the Dragon,
which marks the beginning of the new millennium for the rise of
Asia.''
FOR Wang, the second of three brothers, music has become a
platform for him to assert his identity as a new cosmopolitan
Asian.
His recent forays into moviedom, like Stanley Tong's mega-action thriller,
China Strike Force, opposite Hongkong superstar Aaron Kwok, American
rapper Coolio and Japanese actress Norika Fujiwara, is, well, "a
sideline thing".
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SERIOUSLY
NOT SMILING: Red checked shirt, Boycott ($219), and sand corduroy
jeans, TopMan ($69). |
Music, on the other hand, affords him the greatest freedom to
forge a new millennial vision.
"There are so many different types of Chinese now," he philosophises.
""There's Australian Chinese, South-east Asian Chinese, New Zealand
Chinese, American Chinese, Canadian Chinese. Being Chinese doesn't
mean you have to wear a ma gua (traditional robe for men). You can
be just like ... me!''
One stares at the gleaming Star of David dangling from his neck
and his nascent Elvis sideburns.
So, what about this supposed rivalry between him and fellow
Asian-American singer David Tao?
Wang cannot wait to give his side of the story.
""It's all imagined competition, this talk that we snubbed each
other,'' he says. ""We're really good friends. He'll come over to my
house in Boston, and I'll just pop by his house. In fact, part of this
album was recorded at his house in Los Angeles.
""It's all soooo stupid. The press just put two separate pictures of
us looking pissed off, together.
""So it looks like we're giving each other dirty looks.''
You laugh, nervously. He does not smile. But neither does he
look angry.
ACTION speaks louder than words indeed. So, how serious is
Wang when it comes to his music career?
At the Life! photo-shoot, the guy is firm, sure of what he wants,
while unfailingly polite at the same time.
Of the eight outfits chosen for him, he agrees to wear only three.
The other outfits are his own.
He also tells the stylist that he is conscious about the image he
wants to project, which is that of a serious composer and not just
another teen-pop singer. Which is why he seldom smiled for the
camera.
It may seem naive of Wang to think that serious musicians do
not smile, but hey, the five-year showbiz pro should know the
inner workings of the music scene and how image is pivotal.
At the same time, the dude is wary of the trappings of awards
and accolades.
""While it's nice to receive awards, I am very critical about who is
giving them to me,'' the muso avers.
""An award doesn't mean anything...'' he checks himself, then
continues. ""Let me put it in a positive way, an award means a lot
to me if it's given to me by somebody I respect. Otherwise, I just
wouldn't attend the event.''
Smart words. All eyes will be watching the awards shows you do
attend, Lee Hom.