Admittedly, I am a creature of habit and chillaxing at the Cascade Lounge is as second nature as breathing. The conviviality that wraps itself around Cascade Lounge is difficult to parry. It beckons you to leave your worries of the world at the entrance and lose yourself in the elegant ambience of Hotel Mulia’s commodious and comfortable lounge.
Against this luxurious backdrop is a group of musicians that had an unmistakable duende that attracts the lounge goers, soothing their ruffled feathers and nearly frayed selves. The trio of Russian pianist, cellist, and violinist serenade listeners with their classical renditions of pop songs, such as “Hotel California”. The euphonious melody sashays in the air, dipping and diving around the tea-sipping, scone-nibbling clients. Dressed in pink or blue or tangerine gowns that exude simple classiness, the trio, as I noted during my visits, perform in the afternoons during tea time hours of 3 to 6 in the afternoon. They are followed much later in the evening by a trio of singers – two women and a man – from the Philippines whose repertoire are jazzy renditions of pop songs.
During my last visit, a brief chat with one of the staff before heading to the Taittinger champagne Dinner at Orient 8 revealed that they lived in an apartment near the hotel just like the Filipino chanteuses and male counterpart. Also, earlier on, I learned that the cellist has an ardent fan. Her baby boy dressed smartly in his nappy, carried by female friend-compatriot, came to the lounge and upon seeing her performing greeted her with baby laughter and, if he could, he would have “run” to the stage.