Kevin Hainey, Eye, 21 février 2002
Lee Pui Ming moulds piano and vocal into a gleeful avant-garde concoction that is all her own. She playfully dances upon her keys, strings, framework and octaves with the bombastic grace of a slam-dancer in a rodeo. Sometimes perplexing and always intriguing, her style exudes an exhilarated and innocent freedom that makes it unique, an elegant simplicity hidden within complex expressive release that isn’t oblivious but natural. Ming’s energetic spontaneity (surely a sight when she’s performing live) is Who’s Playing
