An Empty House

That's the title of a variation of the song we'll be making soon. Just kidding. More like a description of last Saturday night's event. Basically, the only people who were there were Roel's girlfriend's students (Happy birthday, Jen!) and the bands. Balloon Derby didn't even come, so it was only us, Soft Pillow Kisses, Gish and Soapdish. Despite multiple plugs on NU 107, people didn't come. Some people whom Allan had invited came, but were confused by the sign outside which said, "Pitong Stop", instead of "Pit Stop", so they ended up leaving anyway. No use quibbling whose fault that was... guess it was too sudden to expect people to turn up. It was ok.

Ayn and I arrived at around a quarter to ten. Roel was already there with Jen, as usual. We ordered tokwa't baboy and a few drinks. The staff were nice to us, so I won't bitch :) I think even that woman who I don't like was there, and she didn't hound us or anything. Tiffany said hi to us, no doubt remembering our last conversation under the influence of alcohol. I shyly said hello. Hope she didn't misconstrue that as artifice.

The other bands arrived and we all watched "Desperado" on AXN while waiting for Allan, who was fashionably late (harhar). Gish opened the night with songs from Coldplay, Radiohead, and a few originals. I think Popo sang better than the guest Stonefree guy, who's probably too used to singing their own songs to resist the temptation to do vocal gymnastics. Urk.

Then we played. Jeff of Soapdish requested "pretend we're smart" but you know how Allan gets whenever people request. Jeff made faces at me for that.

Then Soapdish played and they were good, as usual. They're better than most of the bands I hear on the radio, and they're catchy enough to be popular, so I don't know why they're still stuck playing with us hehehe. Anyway, it's always fun to have them around.

Soft Pillow Kisses ended the night with a few of their long lost originals. It was refreshing, and I think Louie is really improving :) See? It just takes a lot of getting used to singing with Allan, dear.

After that, Ian and 8 of Cheese passed by to show Allan a video of their performance at the Muziklaban finals. I don't know why.

We stepped outside and realized that someone had again changed the title of the event into "soppotting". How appropriate.

We then headed on to Mister Kebab where we starved for about half an hour before they finally brought us our food.

Hmm. We have no idea what's in store for us anytime soon.