wahahaha! i am krayzee. i am in pieces. i feel like spouting and mouthing cuss words on air. i am krayzee, man.
let's see if you can get wit it.
allan got us to hang out the most happening place mcdonald's wilson where the fries are the mostest but the ghosties are wandering and staring at your food and waiting for the vampire to eat them with her fangs and blood blodd bloody f*cking red lips like cinderella dundun dundun dundun. we were just chillin, man, sittin on the grey ledge like there was too many tomorrows in the atmosphere, feeding our brains with pulp and literary movements in time space warps. chillin, man. trust me. then big old birthday boy looking just like he did on his birth day, except 30 times bigger, bribed us with some fat and vacuum coco milk and chocolicious toxic syrup. he said, "let's ease on down the road to woodchuck east and hang with my (wo) man apple. let's see if she can get wit it." and ayn and i were like, "yeah, mun. we cool we tat." so we dis-ease on down through traffic to get wit apple, you know, cept she wasn't ready yet so we stomp on fake plastic poinsettias and put big fat frowns on salesladies' grey fuzzy faces. and ayn was like, "yeah, allan, we go back in time to get this funky little red number." and allan and i were like, "all right, dude."
so apple's ready and we get wit her. "ey, apple," we say and she says, "ey, dudes. where we feeling all hungry and moufalicious tonight? birthday boy gotta eat you know." and allan's like, "missy, we get wit lara first, you know, then ghooooeeeyyy and tintin tino, man." and we all like, "yeeeaaaahhhh. we cool we tat."
so we go get wet white whistle lara. and lara's like, "yeah" and we cool, we say "laralaralaralaralaralaralarayeah!" so we fly to tayuman in the magical mystical tour besta to get the baabaablacksheepalish tintin tino. and tintin's like, "Heyow!" and we're, "heyow!" so we all go straight to allan's because one and one make three times the fun for everyone. no ghoooooeyyyy. we come up to allan's and the four stooges are sitting on the curb with their potions of death and decay. mr. death himself catches all someday, says third eye open and they're right cuz he's there all longhaired and weird looking with his snout in the air. "roel," allan drools, "you go inside and stuff your fat face now," and roel says, "guess i will." charles and louie and john paul follow with charles looking oh so dandy and velvet-underground-y underneath it all.
and we stuff with indian poor man's rich man's yellow stew (yummy) and red worms with maggots. mmm, allan, we say, mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm. and he's like, sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff. doggie goes to hump a leg and his pink penis sticks out like a sore crumb. of course, mum's the word. and then kaye comes and we're like, "ey kaepyas," and she's like "oi" and all quiet for a while but then she thinks back on her lesbian days and gets all mushy and pretty and soggy and crispy and just plain cute (like she always does). eezle peezle weasle and the cake comes out like the expected surprise it is all brown and melting and full of tokwa. blow out the barrel and roll out the candle... make a wish for each sad little queer you're afraid of, allan, and he's like, "dammit to hell, i'm happy," and on the fourth try he finally kills that godawful flame. stuff stuff all sorts of stuff... ow, tokwa.
then the videoke.
then friends from the beginning of time, from just right before the Big Bang happened. Sharkey's, anyone? yes, two lumps for me, please. and crispy sisig.
good birthday, huh?
we cool we tat.
Friday, November 28, 2003
Thursday, November 27, 2003
Happy Birthday, Allan!
Happy birthday to our founder and friend, Allan Montero! We hope you have a great one this year :)
“Speak to me in a language I can hear
Humor me before I have to go
Deep in thought I forgive everyone
As the cluttered streets greet me once again
I know I can’t be late, supper’s waiting on the table
Tomorrow’s just an excuse away
So I pull my collar up and face the cold, on my own
The earth laughs beneath my heavy feet
At the blasphemy in my old jangly walk
Steeple guide me to my heart and home
The sun is out and up and down again
I know I’ll make it, love can last forever
Graceful swans of never topple to the earth
And you can make it last, forever you
You can make it last, forever you
And for a moment I lose myself
Wrapped up in the pleasures of the world
I’ve journeyed here and there and back again
But in the same old haunts I still find my friends
Mysteries not ready to reveal
Sympathies I’m ready to return
I’ll make the effort, love can last forever
Graceful swans of never topple to the earth
Tomorrow’s just an excuse
And you can make it last, forever you
You can make it last, forever you…”
--- The Smashing Pumpkins, Thirty-three
“Speak to me in a language I can hear
Humor me before I have to go
Deep in thought I forgive everyone
As the cluttered streets greet me once again
I know I can’t be late, supper’s waiting on the table
Tomorrow’s just an excuse away
So I pull my collar up and face the cold, on my own
The earth laughs beneath my heavy feet
At the blasphemy in my old jangly walk
Steeple guide me to my heart and home
The sun is out and up and down again
I know I’ll make it, love can last forever
Graceful swans of never topple to the earth
And you can make it last, forever you
You can make it last, forever you
And for a moment I lose myself
Wrapped up in the pleasures of the world
I’ve journeyed here and there and back again
But in the same old haunts I still find my friends
Mysteries not ready to reveal
Sympathies I’m ready to return
I’ll make the effort, love can last forever
Graceful swans of never topple to the earth
Tomorrow’s just an excuse
And you can make it last, forever you
You can make it last, forever you…”
--- The Smashing Pumpkins, Thirty-three
Wednesday, November 26, 2003
Tambay at Alberto's
There was practice last night for both Soft Pillow Kisses and candyaudioline. Ayn picked me up at around 9 and we headed to Lara's boyfriend's condo to fetch her. I kept texting her that we were on our way, but when we arrived there, she wasn't waiting downstairs. We texted her some more, miss called her, threatened to leave-- still nothing. So Ayn and I decided to get down and ask the guard if she was really there. I also asked Allan to call her up from Alberto's.
We went into the lobby of Sterten and noticed the cool Mediterranean colors. Ayn and I were at first reluctant to sit in the waiting area because it looked like something out of someone's art nouveau living room or something; we were afraid that somewhere there was this teeny tiny sign saying "do not sit'. But then, being kapal mooks anyway, we sat down. The guard wasn't at his post where all the hidden cameras were and Ayn kept commenting about his carelessness heheh. She looked like a bitch queen on her throne, and I her chimay-in-waiting (wala nang space sa cool sofa). Finally, dumating yung guard. "Sir, kilala niyo ba si Lara?" Ayn asked.
"Lara…"
"Lara ni Leo."
"Ahhh… Lara ni Leo. Oo. Sino po sila?"
"Pakisabi naman po na naghihintay kami sa baba. Sabihin mo si Ayn."
"Ano? Hay?"
"Ayn."
"Hine?"
"AYYYN."
"Hiiii--"
"Ah, ser, pakisabi na lang po, si Selena," I interrupt.
"Ahh.. Silina. Sige."
So we wait a couple more minutes, wondering what's taking Lara so long. Suddenly, the elevator opens and out comes Lara with her eyes larger than usual, wearing her usual overcoat and something weird underneath-- an olive green spaghetti blouse and marine blue, hawaiian designed boxer shorts. "Uy, sorry talaga, puyat na puyat ako so nakatulog ako. Hindi ko alam nandyan na pala kayo. Di nga ako nagbihis tsaka nag- toothbrush eh," sabay takip sa bibig niya. Hehehe.
We head on to Alberto's where Allan, Roel, Charles and Louie had just arrived a few minutes before. There were a lot of people there, probably trying to take advantage of the fact that the following day would be a holiday. Nothing was free until much later so we had to tambay for a really long while. We amused ourselves with other things: Louie in her FEU uniform and how she looked like a high school student in it, Allan and Charles' lover's quarrels, Roel's weirdness, Ayn and her crush on that bearded man Roel knows, me and my usual whatever characteristics, Mike the driver and his laser pointer which he used to annoy us by pointing it at our body parts. Oh yeah, there was that tabloid Allan fished out of Ayn's van and the article he read aloud to us entitled "Mr 8 Inches". Hehehe… "Katuwaan" pala ha…
And then practice. Ralph actually arrived, which was weird because Charles was supposed to practice with us as a sessionist. But that was ok, since we missed Ralph anyway. Allan still had Charles play along with us, which made the guitars really thick and rich on some of the songs. Ang sarap ng "Empty You"… although nasapawan yung amazing leads ni Ralph… pero masarap yung kapal ng sound. Nakakahigh hehe. We practiced a few more generic candy set staples before Allan decided to launch us all into "Together" again, probably hoping Charles could add something to it. Ang ganda. Ok na ok rin. Later, after practice, we commented on how charles' addition to the song really worked and I said, "But how are we gonna pull that off at actual performances without him?" and Allan said, "then you do it!"
"Good luck sa plucking!"
Anyway, it was good. Ayn and Roel left soon after our practice and SPK took the studio. Ralph and I hung out in front. He tied my hair with some straw for me :)Then (tinatamad na ako) SPK came out and we all went to Timog Food Plaza to have some Zamboanga chicken. Then we went home.
Iba na talaga pag tamad ka and you're stuck in the office on a holdiay because you need the extra cash. Hehe.
Happy birthday nga pala kay Eric of Popular Days. Teewneewneew neew….
We went into the lobby of Sterten and noticed the cool Mediterranean colors. Ayn and I were at first reluctant to sit in the waiting area because it looked like something out of someone's art nouveau living room or something; we were afraid that somewhere there was this teeny tiny sign saying "do not sit'. But then, being kapal mooks anyway, we sat down. The guard wasn't at his post where all the hidden cameras were and Ayn kept commenting about his carelessness heheh. She looked like a bitch queen on her throne, and I her chimay-in-waiting (wala nang space sa cool sofa). Finally, dumating yung guard. "Sir, kilala niyo ba si Lara?" Ayn asked.
"Lara…"
"Lara ni Leo."
"Ahhh… Lara ni Leo. Oo. Sino po sila?"
"Pakisabi naman po na naghihintay kami sa baba. Sabihin mo si Ayn."
"Ano? Hay?"
"Ayn."
"Hine?"
"AYYYN."
"Hiiii--"
"Ah, ser, pakisabi na lang po, si Selena," I interrupt.
"Ahh.. Silina. Sige."
So we wait a couple more minutes, wondering what's taking Lara so long. Suddenly, the elevator opens and out comes Lara with her eyes larger than usual, wearing her usual overcoat and something weird underneath-- an olive green spaghetti blouse and marine blue, hawaiian designed boxer shorts. "Uy, sorry talaga, puyat na puyat ako so nakatulog ako. Hindi ko alam nandyan na pala kayo. Di nga ako nagbihis tsaka nag- toothbrush eh," sabay takip sa bibig niya. Hehehe.
We head on to Alberto's where Allan, Roel, Charles and Louie had just arrived a few minutes before. There were a lot of people there, probably trying to take advantage of the fact that the following day would be a holiday. Nothing was free until much later so we had to tambay for a really long while. We amused ourselves with other things: Louie in her FEU uniform and how she looked like a high school student in it, Allan and Charles' lover's quarrels, Roel's weirdness, Ayn and her crush on that bearded man Roel knows, me and my usual whatever characteristics, Mike the driver and his laser pointer which he used to annoy us by pointing it at our body parts. Oh yeah, there was that tabloid Allan fished out of Ayn's van and the article he read aloud to us entitled "Mr 8 Inches". Hehehe… "Katuwaan" pala ha…
And then practice. Ralph actually arrived, which was weird because Charles was supposed to practice with us as a sessionist. But that was ok, since we missed Ralph anyway. Allan still had Charles play along with us, which made the guitars really thick and rich on some of the songs. Ang sarap ng "Empty You"… although nasapawan yung amazing leads ni Ralph… pero masarap yung kapal ng sound. Nakakahigh hehe. We practiced a few more generic candy set staples before Allan decided to launch us all into "Together" again, probably hoping Charles could add something to it. Ang ganda. Ok na ok rin. Later, after practice, we commented on how charles' addition to the song really worked and I said, "But how are we gonna pull that off at actual performances without him?" and Allan said, "then you do it!"
"Good luck sa plucking!"
Anyway, it was good. Ayn and Roel left soon after our practice and SPK took the studio. Ralph and I hung out in front. He tied my hair with some straw for me :)Then (tinatamad na ako) SPK came out and we all went to Timog Food Plaza to have some Zamboanga chicken. Then we went home.
Iba na talaga pag tamad ka and you're stuck in the office on a holdiay because you need the extra cash. Hehe.
Happy birthday nga pala kay Eric of Popular Days. Teewneewneew neew….
Monday, November 24, 2003
The Blue Fairy Goes "Buzzzzzz"
Saturday, November 22 was the day of Tristania's birthday party and November's Buzz Night. Allan and I were late because Cubao was trafficky and we had a hard time beating all those early Christmas shoppers at Megamall. I had to buy things for my baby nephew; he bought a new guitar (as a birthday gift to himself)-- we shared a gift for Tristania. Charles met us at the mall earlier to help him out with evaluating the guitar but he had to nix Ayn's party because he had promised to pick Louie up at Monumento that afternoon. Yehoo.
But we were terribly late for Tristania's party, which was a horrible thing to do, being a ninong and a ninang. Ayn was texting us demanding where we were. I was worried that there weren't any people there-- it was a relief to discover once we arrived that there were plenty of kids already there enjoying the games. Charms, Jovy and Jovan of Matilda were there, sitting with Ayn, who, in spite of the hassle that comes with organizing a children's party, looked calm and dignified. Things were already in full swing. There were the clowns (ok, Allan, WHO has the p and f syndrome now? Hehe), the balloons, the little kiddies in their fairy tale costumes (tristia's cousin was so cute in a Snow White ensemble!), and the doting titos, titas, mommies and daddies coaching their kids during the games. Allan couldn't fit into the tiny chairs so he opted to stay inside and catch a few winks (after eating, of course). Soon, Ralph and Charmaine arrived (we thought they weren't going to come so it was a pleasant surprise) and we went inside to look at Tristia's picture albums while Ayn catered to her other guests. It was fun to see how Ayn creatively arranged the pictures and how we at the band were sprinkled here and there throughout Tristia's young life. I mean, we may have been late for her birthday party, but we've surely been there for her and Ayn along the way. It was nice to remember those first months when the idea of Tristia being a part of our lives and Ayn's role as a mother were new and exciting.
The pretty little celebrant was dressed as the Blue Fairy and she was pretty happy with the little cheese stick she constantly clutched in her hand, even when Ayn's friends would bother her with their cooing and clucking over her cuteness. Jovan and I loved Tristia's silver shoes and Charms wished she could borrow her fairy wings for the Matilda gig that night. Later, Tristia changed into a frilly pink dress for the candle-blowing ceremony (with, of course, her cheese stick in hand). The clowns made us ninongs and ninangs and titos and titas make wishes for her.
Me: I wish for you, Tristia, all the opportunities in life and the courage to take them.
Charms: I wish for you all the good things in life. *kiss*
Allan: Sana hindi ka tumulad sa nanay mo…
Ralph: Sana maging masaya ka sa buhay.
Charmaine: I wish for you good health…
Jarek: Sana hindi ka maging atheista…
Ngyarks. Hehe. Pero we had our good intentions, especially since we love Tristia and Ayn so much.
We sat around and drank a bit as the party settled down and night came. Mingled with Ayn's other friends, some of who had kids of their own. Roel was at a Kamikazee gig and couldn't come. Suddenly, Ayn decided to come with us to Buzz Night so candyaudioline could play. We were worried because she still had to take the LAE the next day, but she said she could do it and we were also glad that we had the opportunity to perform together again. We assured Tita that we'd let her go home right away.
So we arrived at Buzz Night. There were some people there already, but not many. Candyaudioline started setting up; of course, Allan just had to try out his new guitar. I panicked because my voice started to give. It suddenly disappeared and all that was coming out of me were hoarse croaks. Ayn wanted us to sing "Broken to Pieces" first, but since my voice was cracking, I thought maybe "Flaming Walls" would be a wiser choice so I could warm up. Ahem. I bombed. I couldn't feel nor hear my voice. Piyok City. Pero go pa rin. I just talked the audience through it, told them minamalat ako at pasensiya na hehehe. Dinaan ko na lang sa feelings at attitude. Hahaha! Nakakatawa, but I somehow pulled through it all. Ang saya sana kasi ang ganda ng tugtog nina Ralph nun, as in ang lakas tapos balanse silang lahat. Couldn't help but swoon during the last measures of "An Empty You". Actually, masaya siya talaga, and people enjoyed it kahit papano because they were clapping enthusiastically… a lot more came in after out first song, which was fortunate for the other bands as they had a bigger audience. It was fun.
Sunset Drive played next with their brand of emo. They were nice because they weren't really sure they could come at first, and they made it. They played a good set. Then came Balloon Derby, ever reliable. Then Popular Days, Band of the Night. I say this because they were really tight and they gave a really good performance, just like last month. Buzz Night was actually Tweetums Night because, when introducing "Watch Out For Me", Charles added, "Para kay Louie", which sent us all "yiheeeeing". Feel na feel nga niya yung performance hehe. What's funny was that, when Soft Pillow Kisses sang "Special Day", Louie also said, "Para kay Charles" which sent us "yiheeeeeeeeing" as well, but also laughing because of the meaning of the song. Aaaaaawww. Ahwuhwuh nuhmun, Charles! Tapos, pati si Allan nagpa-tweetums sa "Stay Here For a While". Teehee. Nagulat yata yung Weedisneys dun, eh. Hehehe. Nag short acoustic set din yung Spring Boutique. Last band for the night was Weedisneys because they came from Rock Radio Café, Alabang pa-- buti nakasunod pa sila! Ok nga eh kasi ang galing ng set nila kahit four songs lang, at syempre dahil pa tinugtog nila uili yung "Paranoid Android". Halata pala na maraming nagbabasa ng blog nato kasi sa opening riffs, nagtinginan ba naman lahat sakin! Radiohead kicks ass (hi, thom ;*) hehehe.
Buzz Night was great because people we hadn't expected to come had arrived (Sunset Drive, Spring Boutique and Weedisneys) and also the ever faithful Buzz performers were still there (Popdays and Balloon Derby). Here's looking forward to next month!
But we were terribly late for Tristania's party, which was a horrible thing to do, being a ninong and a ninang. Ayn was texting us demanding where we were. I was worried that there weren't any people there-- it was a relief to discover once we arrived that there were plenty of kids already there enjoying the games. Charms, Jovy and Jovan of Matilda were there, sitting with Ayn, who, in spite of the hassle that comes with organizing a children's party, looked calm and dignified. Things were already in full swing. There were the clowns (ok, Allan, WHO has the p and f syndrome now? Hehe), the balloons, the little kiddies in their fairy tale costumes (tristia's cousin was so cute in a Snow White ensemble!), and the doting titos, titas, mommies and daddies coaching their kids during the games. Allan couldn't fit into the tiny chairs so he opted to stay inside and catch a few winks (after eating, of course). Soon, Ralph and Charmaine arrived (we thought they weren't going to come so it was a pleasant surprise) and we went inside to look at Tristia's picture albums while Ayn catered to her other guests. It was fun to see how Ayn creatively arranged the pictures and how we at the band were sprinkled here and there throughout Tristia's young life. I mean, we may have been late for her birthday party, but we've surely been there for her and Ayn along the way. It was nice to remember those first months when the idea of Tristia being a part of our lives and Ayn's role as a mother were new and exciting.
The pretty little celebrant was dressed as the Blue Fairy and she was pretty happy with the little cheese stick she constantly clutched in her hand, even when Ayn's friends would bother her with their cooing and clucking over her cuteness. Jovan and I loved Tristia's silver shoes and Charms wished she could borrow her fairy wings for the Matilda gig that night. Later, Tristia changed into a frilly pink dress for the candle-blowing ceremony (with, of course, her cheese stick in hand). The clowns made us ninongs and ninangs and titos and titas make wishes for her.
Me: I wish for you, Tristia, all the opportunities in life and the courage to take them.
Charms: I wish for you all the good things in life. *kiss*
Allan: Sana hindi ka tumulad sa nanay mo…
Ralph: Sana maging masaya ka sa buhay.
Charmaine: I wish for you good health…
Jarek: Sana hindi ka maging atheista…
Ngyarks. Hehe. Pero we had our good intentions, especially since we love Tristia and Ayn so much.
We sat around and drank a bit as the party settled down and night came. Mingled with Ayn's other friends, some of who had kids of their own. Roel was at a Kamikazee gig and couldn't come. Suddenly, Ayn decided to come with us to Buzz Night so candyaudioline could play. We were worried because she still had to take the LAE the next day, but she said she could do it and we were also glad that we had the opportunity to perform together again. We assured Tita that we'd let her go home right away.
So we arrived at Buzz Night. There were some people there already, but not many. Candyaudioline started setting up; of course, Allan just had to try out his new guitar. I panicked because my voice started to give. It suddenly disappeared and all that was coming out of me were hoarse croaks. Ayn wanted us to sing "Broken to Pieces" first, but since my voice was cracking, I thought maybe "Flaming Walls" would be a wiser choice so I could warm up. Ahem. I bombed. I couldn't feel nor hear my voice. Piyok City. Pero go pa rin. I just talked the audience through it, told them minamalat ako at pasensiya na hehehe. Dinaan ko na lang sa feelings at attitude. Hahaha! Nakakatawa, but I somehow pulled through it all. Ang saya sana kasi ang ganda ng tugtog nina Ralph nun, as in ang lakas tapos balanse silang lahat. Couldn't help but swoon during the last measures of "An Empty You". Actually, masaya siya talaga, and people enjoyed it kahit papano because they were clapping enthusiastically… a lot more came in after out first song, which was fortunate for the other bands as they had a bigger audience. It was fun.
Sunset Drive played next with their brand of emo. They were nice because they weren't really sure they could come at first, and they made it. They played a good set. Then came Balloon Derby, ever reliable. Then Popular Days, Band of the Night. I say this because they were really tight and they gave a really good performance, just like last month. Buzz Night was actually Tweetums Night because, when introducing "Watch Out For Me", Charles added, "Para kay Louie", which sent us all "yiheeeeing". Feel na feel nga niya yung performance hehe. What's funny was that, when Soft Pillow Kisses sang "Special Day", Louie also said, "Para kay Charles" which sent us "yiheeeeeeeeing" as well, but also laughing because of the meaning of the song. Aaaaaawww. Ahwuhwuh nuhmun, Charles! Tapos, pati si Allan nagpa-tweetums sa "Stay Here For a While". Teehee. Nagulat yata yung Weedisneys dun, eh. Hehehe. Nag short acoustic set din yung Spring Boutique. Last band for the night was Weedisneys because they came from Rock Radio Café, Alabang pa-- buti nakasunod pa sila! Ok nga eh kasi ang galing ng set nila kahit four songs lang, at syempre dahil pa tinugtog nila uili yung "Paranoid Android". Halata pala na maraming nagbabasa ng blog nato kasi sa opening riffs, nagtinginan ba naman lahat sakin! Radiohead kicks ass (hi, thom ;*) hehehe.
Buzz Night was great because people we hadn't expected to come had arrived (Sunset Drive, Spring Boutique and Weedisneys) and also the ever faithful Buzz performers were still there (Popdays and Balloon Derby). Here's looking forward to next month!
Friday, November 21, 2003
Happy Birthday, Candyaudioline Future Keyboardist!
Birthday ni Tristania today. She is one year old! Ack! I could suffocate in her cuteness forever...
pasensiya na. overzealous ninang. guilty!
Love you, Tristia! :*
pasensiya na. overzealous ninang. guilty!
Love you, Tristia! :*
Wednesday, November 19, 2003
Long Night and Not Much to Show For It
We were supposed to play last night at UP, but my powers weren't working and Ralph really had to beg off from playing. When Allan told me this yesterday afternoon, I became so upset because I had my heart set on playing again, especially since it was UP. But, of course, we all have to extend the same courtesy towards Ralph as we did to Allan and Roel-- work is always important.
I got home and went online and found Ralph on YM. Told him we missed him and we were sorry he couldn't play. He sounded very regretful, too, and explained that the company had this big client who needed a project done by this Friday; as of the time we spoke, they hadn't done half of it yet. He sounded really distressed. I told him we understood if he had to work... he sounded so relieved about that. I could tell he really was sorry we couldn't play because of him and that he wanted to if he could. We said bye and good luck and dc-ed.
Instead of us, Allan had Soft Pillow Kisses play. That was also nice because we got to see the Manyaks and Louie and Lara again. Ayn and I decided to tag along anyway. I showed Ayn and Allan where I worked (right underneath the venue) and we all hung out together. It was just kind of boring there because we arrived so early and they all ended up playing at 11:30, 1 or 2 hours later than the original plan. It felt like we had been there the whole day. Not many people were there, probably because it was very early in the semester and nobody knew much about the event. The crowd had dwindled considerably by the time SPK went onstage to perform their four songs. They played a really good set and "Bathing in the Sun" was especially beautiful because it bounced off the domed roof and echoed throughout the hall. Of course, the crowd was really sleepy because they were really waiting for Moonstar 88 and Cheese, who both gave very short but very sweet sets.
Then we went to Pares to eat. People weren't talking much haha... I wonder why. Maybe we were all tired. Some of us had other things on their minds. John Paul and Lara though were really goofing off with their OPM medley, influenced by the complimentary Ginebra San Miguel Blue from the organizers. We then went our separate ways, and who knows what happened to each of our little groups after that...?
I got home and went online and found Ralph on YM. Told him we missed him and we were sorry he couldn't play. He sounded very regretful, too, and explained that the company had this big client who needed a project done by this Friday; as of the time we spoke, they hadn't done half of it yet. He sounded really distressed. I told him we understood if he had to work... he sounded so relieved about that. I could tell he really was sorry we couldn't play because of him and that he wanted to if he could. We said bye and good luck and dc-ed.
Instead of us, Allan had Soft Pillow Kisses play. That was also nice because we got to see the Manyaks and Louie and Lara again. Ayn and I decided to tag along anyway. I showed Ayn and Allan where I worked (right underneath the venue) and we all hung out together. It was just kind of boring there because we arrived so early and they all ended up playing at 11:30, 1 or 2 hours later than the original plan. It felt like we had been there the whole day. Not many people were there, probably because it was very early in the semester and nobody knew much about the event. The crowd had dwindled considerably by the time SPK went onstage to perform their four songs. They played a really good set and "Bathing in the Sun" was especially beautiful because it bounced off the domed roof and echoed throughout the hall. Of course, the crowd was really sleepy because they were really waiting for Moonstar 88 and Cheese, who both gave very short but very sweet sets.
Then we went to Pares to eat. People weren't talking much haha... I wonder why. Maybe we were all tired. Some of us had other things on their minds. John Paul and Lara though were really goofing off with their OPM medley, influenced by the complimentary Ginebra San Miguel Blue from the organizers. We then went our separate ways, and who knows what happened to each of our little groups after that...?
Monday, November 17, 2003
Magpapanovena na ba ako? Sana nga lang makatugtog tayo bukas. Don't get me wrong-- i understand Ralph is pretty busy these days, pero i'm just really wishing and trying to will it into reality. Dapat nga ngayong gabi sa Mayric's pero di rin yata kaya, and I think di na rin tuloy yung Moonstar 88 dahil walang boses si Acel.
mwahaha, speaking of Acel losing her voice, something funny happened yeesterday. basta... kaya ko palang abutin yung mga kanta nila. buti sana kung alam ko rin yung lyrics (ultimong "torete" ba naman di alam!)...
hehehe.
punta na rin kayo tomorrow. masaya yun. i decree na kakayanin ni ralph hehe!
mwahaha, speaking of Acel losing her voice, something funny happened yeesterday. basta... kaya ko palang abutin yung mga kanta nila. buti sana kung alam ko rin yung lyrics (ultimong "torete" ba naman di alam!)...
hehehe.
punta na rin kayo tomorrow. masaya yun. i decree na kakayanin ni ralph hehe!
sana pwede si ralph
November 16, 2003
Dear Sir/Madam:
Good day!
This is the official program flow that will be followed on November 18, 2003 (Tuesday). The concert, “Smooth Operator” will start at 7 PM. You are requested to come one hour before your scheduled time.
Should you have any questions, please contact:
Maria Isabel Artajo
Thank you very much.
7 PM Introduction and announcement of winners for the car show
745 PM Front Act 1
8 PM Front Act 2
815 PM Hemp Republic
850 PM Candyaudioline
910PM Sugarfree
940 PM Moonstar 88
10 PM Cheese
1020 PM Brownman Revival
Dear Sir/Madam:
Good day!
This is the official program flow that will be followed on November 18, 2003 (Tuesday). The concert, “Smooth Operator” will start at 7 PM. You are requested to come one hour before your scheduled time.
Should you have any questions, please contact:
Maria Isabel Artajo
Thank you very much.
7 PM Introduction and announcement of winners for the car show
745 PM Front Act 1
8 PM Front Act 2
815 PM Hemp Republic
850 PM Candyaudioline
910PM Sugarfree
940 PM Moonstar 88
10 PM Cheese
1020 PM Brownman Revival
Saturday, November 15, 2003
Got this off the net
(Allan, sino sha?)
soft pillow kisses/candyaudioline
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Over the course of last month, I noticed one very patient person with a terribly slow connection downloading a shoegaze video off of me. After a few weeks, when he finally got the whole thing, I dropped him a congratulatory line. Got to talking with the guy and he directed me to his music. Turns out he plays with a couple of unsigned bands in the Phillipines called soft pillow kisses and candyaudioline. I grabbed a couple of songs off of him and really liked what I heard.
To give a point of reference, candyaudioline has a Lush Lovelife sound and soft pillow kisses sounds a bit like perhaps The Sundays. Somebody else could probably come up with a more accurate reference. Hardly matters, the songs are lovely in and of themselves. The female vocals slay me. This guy, Allan, is very heavily influenced by Loveless era MBV and early Ride, so if you think you might like something shamelessly influenced by that, then seek out his music. I'll suggest "Felt so Fine" by candyaudioline and "I Don't Know What to Say" by soft pillow kisses because those are the songs he suggested to me.
soft pillow kisses/candyaudioline
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Over the course of last month, I noticed one very patient person with a terribly slow connection downloading a shoegaze video off of me. After a few weeks, when he finally got the whole thing, I dropped him a congratulatory line. Got to talking with the guy and he directed me to his music. Turns out he plays with a couple of unsigned bands in the Phillipines called soft pillow kisses and candyaudioline. I grabbed a couple of songs off of him and really liked what I heard.
To give a point of reference, candyaudioline has a Lush Lovelife sound and soft pillow kisses sounds a bit like perhaps The Sundays. Somebody else could probably come up with a more accurate reference. Hardly matters, the songs are lovely in and of themselves. The female vocals slay me. This guy, Allan, is very heavily influenced by Loveless era MBV and early Ride, so if you think you might like something shamelessly influenced by that, then seek out his music. I'll suggest "Felt so Fine" by candyaudioline and "I Don't Know What to Say" by soft pillow kisses because those are the songs he suggested to me.
Friday, November 14, 2003
Thursday, November 13, 2003
Morning Quickie
Ayn texted me this morning asking where my office was. I told her where but that I wasn't there yet because I was late (hehe). She told me to pass by the restaurant near my office.
So I dropped in on her and Jarek at Chocolate Kiss. They were having a delicious grilled chicken sandwich (sorry, I'm hungry right now and I remember ordering that before ;) and resting after they had just prerogged for bowling... or some other thing they had to do that led them to Chocolate Kiss, I don't know. All that mattered was that Ayn was there. She told me Tristia has recovered from her fever and that she's normal and as noisy as ever. I was so relieved to hear that. She didn't go to her first class with Santos (my favorite lit teacher from UPDECL, because he looks like he'd really rather be doing something else for a living hehe)... I forgot to tell her that it was ok because Sir never goes to class in the first week just to avoid prerogs.
Anyway, it was great seeing her at an hour too early to associate with her and candyaudioline haha. Refreshing. And it worked. Had a good day today. Burned her a candy cd because she doesn't have copies of the songs yet! Weird! Anyway, I took care of that in a jiffy. Had to leave at around 10 am to get back to work. Come to think of it, I should have grabbed some fries off her plate. *rumble, rumble*
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By the way, we're playing on the 17th at Mayric's along with Moonstar 88 and Kamikazee. Be there!
Buzz Night is on the 22nd. We probably won't play, but it's good to support the indie scene.
So I dropped in on her and Jarek at Chocolate Kiss. They were having a delicious grilled chicken sandwich (sorry, I'm hungry right now and I remember ordering that before ;) and resting after they had just prerogged for bowling... or some other thing they had to do that led them to Chocolate Kiss, I don't know. All that mattered was that Ayn was there. She told me Tristia has recovered from her fever and that she's normal and as noisy as ever. I was so relieved to hear that. She didn't go to her first class with Santos (my favorite lit teacher from UPDECL, because he looks like he'd really rather be doing something else for a living hehe)... I forgot to tell her that it was ok because Sir never goes to class in the first week just to avoid prerogs.
Anyway, it was great seeing her at an hour too early to associate with her and candyaudioline haha. Refreshing. And it worked. Had a good day today. Burned her a candy cd because she doesn't have copies of the songs yet! Weird! Anyway, I took care of that in a jiffy. Had to leave at around 10 am to get back to work. Come to think of it, I should have grabbed some fries off her plate. *rumble, rumble*
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By the way, we're playing on the 17th at Mayric's along with Moonstar 88 and Kamikazee. Be there!
Buzz Night is on the 22nd. We probably won't play, but it's good to support the indie scene.
Wednesday, November 12, 2003
Two In A Row At 70’s Bistro
We fronted for Parokya ni Edgar last night at 70’s Bistro. Ayn picked me up and we found Roel, who had been there since 7 pm (we arrived at 9:30), tired and sleepy. Allan arrived at around 10:15 and the manager of 70’s kept asking us to set up, only Ralph wasn’t there. Just as when we were really getting nervous, he finally arrived, bugnot and tired.
There was no sign of Parokya yet so we anticipated a long set. I didn’t feel confident with the first song, “Flaming Walls” because I couldn’t hear my voice so well… but after warming up with that, the next few songs were a breeze and I started enjoying the set. Sumasayaw pa nga ako, and I couldn’t really help it because it did feel good to be there. It was laid back; 70’s begged us to keep it that way, I think, it being a small venue. We had to keep the volume of our guitars at bay… that didn’t stop us from giving a rocking set, though. The manager said we were still a little too loud hehe. Syempre may mga sablay kami ng konti, pero astig pa rin, tsaka enjoy tumugtog ulit. Dapat talaga wala kaming practice pag may tugtog.
The people enjoyed us, too, even if they were really, really, really there for Parokya ni Edgar. Some of them were foot tapping and head banging (haha), and they clapped appreciatively. It’s fun to play for crowds like that, too, because you can feel the respect they have for your efforts, which is always appreciated.
Soft Pillow Kisses minus Louie were there to support us. I think Lara’s “yeah”s and really loud claps supported the illusion that we were appreciated hehe. It was great to see Pillow again, especially since Allan hasn’t been playing with them much and it has seemed that candy has been getting the exposure recently. Hindi naman daw, sabi niya… nagkakataon lang. I’m sure Pillow will be gigging again soon. They had to leave early and Ayn did too (Because Tristania’s sick! Boo!), so sabay sabay silang lahat. Naiwan kami nina Roel, Ralph at Allan, and when Parokya was fully set up, we decided to grab some grub.
I suggested the Sikatuna Pares, so we hopped onto an empty jeep. First time naming mag-jeep na magkakasama (although I remember nag-jeep kami dati nina Roel at Allan from EDSA to Mister Kebab nung tumugtog kami sa San Pedro). Sayang wala si Ayn. Ralph lay down on the seat because there was so much space— ako rin hehe. Wala lang. Trip. Nakakatakot nga kasi ang bilis ng takbo tapos feeling ko mahuhulog kami. So nag-pares na nga kami. Ok naman. Masarap. Panalo talaga yung pares dun compared sa pares ng tapat ng Millennia. Wag niyo lang daw i-order yung Katsudon, sabi ni Ralph.
Pero ok talaga yung chicken rice ng Partners Pares.
So we went back to 70’s and waited for Parokya to finish, which happened around 2 am. Then we all went home. Fin.
There was no sign of Parokya yet so we anticipated a long set. I didn’t feel confident with the first song, “Flaming Walls” because I couldn’t hear my voice so well… but after warming up with that, the next few songs were a breeze and I started enjoying the set. Sumasayaw pa nga ako, and I couldn’t really help it because it did feel good to be there. It was laid back; 70’s begged us to keep it that way, I think, it being a small venue. We had to keep the volume of our guitars at bay… that didn’t stop us from giving a rocking set, though. The manager said we were still a little too loud hehe. Syempre may mga sablay kami ng konti, pero astig pa rin, tsaka enjoy tumugtog ulit. Dapat talaga wala kaming practice pag may tugtog.
The people enjoyed us, too, even if they were really, really, really there for Parokya ni Edgar. Some of them were foot tapping and head banging (haha), and they clapped appreciatively. It’s fun to play for crowds like that, too, because you can feel the respect they have for your efforts, which is always appreciated.
Soft Pillow Kisses minus Louie were there to support us. I think Lara’s “yeah”s and really loud claps supported the illusion that we were appreciated hehe. It was great to see Pillow again, especially since Allan hasn’t been playing with them much and it has seemed that candy has been getting the exposure recently. Hindi naman daw, sabi niya… nagkakataon lang. I’m sure Pillow will be gigging again soon. They had to leave early and Ayn did too (Because Tristania’s sick! Boo!), so sabay sabay silang lahat. Naiwan kami nina Roel, Ralph at Allan, and when Parokya was fully set up, we decided to grab some grub.
I suggested the Sikatuna Pares, so we hopped onto an empty jeep. First time naming mag-jeep na magkakasama (although I remember nag-jeep kami dati nina Roel at Allan from EDSA to Mister Kebab nung tumugtog kami sa San Pedro). Sayang wala si Ayn. Ralph lay down on the seat because there was so much space— ako rin hehe. Wala lang. Trip. Nakakatakot nga kasi ang bilis ng takbo tapos feeling ko mahuhulog kami. So nag-pares na nga kami. Ok naman. Masarap. Panalo talaga yung pares dun compared sa pares ng tapat ng Millennia. Wag niyo lang daw i-order yung Katsudon, sabi ni Ralph.
Pero ok talaga yung chicken rice ng Partners Pares.
So we went back to 70’s and waited for Parokya to finish, which happened around 2 am. Then we all went home. Fin.
Monday, November 10, 2003
S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y Night!
Saturday was a bit blah because people were tired and had problems at work that prevented the night from sailing smoothly. Roel was caught somewhere far away with Cheese. Allan was worrying about the Moonstar Cuneta Astrodome thing and the night’s benefit gig for Allan B. at Music Warehouse Manila. We were supposed to pick Ayn up at Mayric’s by nine but due to unavoidable circumstances arrived there at 10, where she was languishing at a SKA event. Well, at least she had Speedy G. to keep her company hehehe.
When we were about to leave for Music Warehouse, Lara walked in with her boyfriend. She was so surprised to see us and she begged us to keep her company, except that we had to go already. She kissed Speedy G. first, though, as per Ayn’s wishes.
We arrived at Music Warehouse where Moonstar was about to begin their set. During soundcheck, people were dancing to R&B and disco. On our way to the stage, Ayn started pulling me and Allan towards the dance floor. We thought she was joking, until we were actually stepping onto it— Allan laughed and begged off desperately, saying he had to attend to business. I, on the other hand, felt helpless as we joined the gyrating throng. For a split second, Ayn and I just looked at each other crazily and, as if on cue, we started waving our arms and dancing like the others! It was so bizarre! And then, I guess we realized how ridiculous we looked (and maybe we couldn’t really stomach it anymore hehe) so we laughed and made our way to backstage. I wonder if Kamikazee saw us hehehe.
We wanted to be one of the front acts, but Roel was nowhere in sight and we were told to wait. So Ayn and I had two beers each by the rear air conditioners. I started feeling really cold and sleepy and tired. Allan gave me his jacket but I still felt really bad and queasy. Ayn took Ralph with her to fetch someone from Alberto’s but I asked to stay because I felt like I would puke if I moved too much. I stayed at a table near the board so Allan could watch over me from there. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I fell asleep for a while, and when I woke up, I felt slightly better but quite bugnot. Bad trip kasi pag pagod. It was our turn… they told us our set had been reduced to three songs because people wanted to dance already and there was still Cheese to perform. So we did our set. I was kind of sullen, especially since there was this guy who was screaming at us to get off the stage because they wanted to dance already, but I also liked the feeling up there because it was so loud. On that stage, you feel like Supreme Ruler of the World. It was a good set, performance-wise. Anyway, it turned out that Cheese didn’t perform anymore so we could all go home early and those buffoons in the audience could osterize their brains in their skulls to the beat of the house showband’s music.
We decided to go to Klub 102 because it was indie night and people had been texting us that everyone was there. However, we only arrived at around 3 am, and they had all just left. We were the only people there aside from the waiters, Joseph and the two DJs. Allan was depressed about that because he had been hoping to see his friends.
Lara texted Allan so he could tell Ayn that so many guys had thought her beautiful while she was waiting for us at Mayric’s. That brightened her up a bit, but I guess the fact that we were all alone at Klub 102 was just overpoweringly sad.
So… we left after half an hour. And that was quite depressing.
Oh yeah, I took out the zonkboard because it’s supposed to be purchased. Oh well, I’ll try to find a free tagboard elsewhere. For now, kitakits sa mailing list. Join kayo, may link sa taas ng blog. Oh yeah… and I’ll try to return the popdays link someday… it got erased when I cleaned the blog’s template.
See ya!
When we were about to leave for Music Warehouse, Lara walked in with her boyfriend. She was so surprised to see us and she begged us to keep her company, except that we had to go already. She kissed Speedy G. first, though, as per Ayn’s wishes.
We arrived at Music Warehouse where Moonstar was about to begin their set. During soundcheck, people were dancing to R&B and disco. On our way to the stage, Ayn started pulling me and Allan towards the dance floor. We thought she was joking, until we were actually stepping onto it— Allan laughed and begged off desperately, saying he had to attend to business. I, on the other hand, felt helpless as we joined the gyrating throng. For a split second, Ayn and I just looked at each other crazily and, as if on cue, we started waving our arms and dancing like the others! It was so bizarre! And then, I guess we realized how ridiculous we looked (and maybe we couldn’t really stomach it anymore hehe) so we laughed and made our way to backstage. I wonder if Kamikazee saw us hehehe.
We wanted to be one of the front acts, but Roel was nowhere in sight and we were told to wait. So Ayn and I had two beers each by the rear air conditioners. I started feeling really cold and sleepy and tired. Allan gave me his jacket but I still felt really bad and queasy. Ayn took Ralph with her to fetch someone from Alberto’s but I asked to stay because I felt like I would puke if I moved too much. I stayed at a table near the board so Allan could watch over me from there. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I fell asleep for a while, and when I woke up, I felt slightly better but quite bugnot. Bad trip kasi pag pagod. It was our turn… they told us our set had been reduced to three songs because people wanted to dance already and there was still Cheese to perform. So we did our set. I was kind of sullen, especially since there was this guy who was screaming at us to get off the stage because they wanted to dance already, but I also liked the feeling up there because it was so loud. On that stage, you feel like Supreme Ruler of the World. It was a good set, performance-wise. Anyway, it turned out that Cheese didn’t perform anymore so we could all go home early and those buffoons in the audience could osterize their brains in their skulls to the beat of the house showband’s music.
We decided to go to Klub 102 because it was indie night and people had been texting us that everyone was there. However, we only arrived at around 3 am, and they had all just left. We were the only people there aside from the waiters, Joseph and the two DJs. Allan was depressed about that because he had been hoping to see his friends.
Lara texted Allan so he could tell Ayn that so many guys had thought her beautiful while she was waiting for us at Mayric’s. That brightened her up a bit, but I guess the fact that we were all alone at Klub 102 was just overpoweringly sad.
So… we left after half an hour. And that was quite depressing.
Oh yeah, I took out the zonkboard because it’s supposed to be purchased. Oh well, I’ll try to find a free tagboard elsewhere. For now, kitakits sa mailing list. Join kayo, may link sa taas ng blog. Oh yeah… and I’ll try to return the popdays link someday… it got erased when I cleaned the blog’s template.
See ya!
Matilda’s EP Launch
We’re all friends, of course. It just so happened that in the heat of stress and emotions and the wish to fulfill promises made, even the best of friends can falter.
Ayn and I arrived on time at Millennia for the Matilda EP Launch in the hopes that we could perform SOMEHOW. Charles was there, having just fixed Ayn’s bass, and as Allan requested he accompanied us for the night. There was a little personal surprise Ayn had in store for us that night, but it’s something too delicate to tell. It just concerns Tristania, whom she had brought that night and proudly showed off to Matilda fans and friends alike. Tristania was so cute in her denim dress and bonnet, but sleep had made her ornery and she just chose to cling to her mother for the rest of the time she was there. Ayn sent her home after a while, having achieved her purpose for the night.
Matilda’s EP launch was successful and well-planned. Jovan was kind enough to give us our food stubs, even if there really was no way for us to play that night. Charms, in her black dress and fisherman’s hat, reminded me of a prettier Jeepers Creepers hehehe. The rest of the band were decked in red and white. Their first set, after sets from friends Kiko Machine and Lester Canon, was a series of covers with the various sessionists they had worked with at one time or another. Ayn was slated to play “Cornflake Girl”, and though she had hesitated on a few first notes because she thought it was still part of soundcheck (hehe), she gave a powerful thump to the Matrilda rendition. Ang galing nila (Matilda), especially when their violinist Maricor does her thing.
All throughout the gig, we were texting Allan and asking if he could still make it. He sounded very distraught and stressed out. Charms was disappointed because she really wanted to hear us play “Flaming Walls”; she even talked it over with the band and they decided to let us play even after their final set, just so we could. Sadly, even that was impossible. We were embarrassed, but there really was nothing anyone could do because even Allan and Roel wanted to play— but they had work, which was also very important. Matilda understood, of course. We thanked them for inviting us and left for Klub 102 when the night was over.
Charles had invited Chi of Millennia to join us at Klub 102 where we were to meet Allan later that morning. He didn’t look to sure, but he said they’d try… he asked if he could bring Diego of Monsterbot and some friends. Of course, we agreed.
So there we were, Ayn and Charles and I, at Klub 102, waiting. We were waiting for Allan. We were waiting for Chi, but thinking they probably wouldn’t be able to follow because we had heard that Tiffany and the rest of the group at Millennia were heading to Nakayama in Matalino to drink. Around half an hour later, Chi arrived with Diego, Ge and Bea. We were pleased that they had come, even if it was such an impromptu plan. They found the place cool, and were looking eagerly at the Joy Division, Killing Joke, Robert Smith, Sid Vicious posters. “Uy, pare, may Moshi Moshi record pa dito o.” Hehe.
“British na british dito a.”
They had fun listening to the music, and it reminded me of the first time we drank there. They were thinking of songs to request... they thought Kulb 102 was cool. We talked to them also; it was the first time we hung out with them. Chi was introducing me to their other friend (Um, I think her name was Jen… sorry, by that time I was tipsy and the music was loud and I couldn’t hear well) and he couldn’t tell her what my name was because WE had never been introduced. “Selena,” I said, shaking their hands and to Chi, “That’s ok. We’d never been introduced. I have this picture of the two of us together and when I had to name the file, I named it “Selena and Some Guy’.” We laughed at that.
Diego is actually my nephew in some weird way. My first cousin is his dad’s first cousin… I think it’s that close. This is all by affinity of course. He didn’t remember me right away though. “What??? You didn’t remember me? Then why were you saying hi to me at gigs all these months? Who did you think i was?”
“I don’t know… I recognized you, but I didn’t know from where! But yeah, I remember we were ushers at Ate Bon’s wedding with sina Armee…”
Haha. Weird. So by the time we were buzzed, we were telling all the people around the table, “Hey, I’m his TITA!” and “Hey she’s my TITA!” Sheesh. But at least now, we can really talk when we see each other because we’re sure hehe. He promised he’d burn me an eggboy cd one day… and I’ll probably give him some candy too.
There was this really funny thing that happened. Ayn told Diego that he looked like LA Lopez, and all of us were laughing. He was indignant at first, “Hindi naman ha! Jao Mapa, pwede pa! Hahah!” and then in two seconds he suddenly burst out with, “Eh kasi BATA!” which set us guffawing anew. Oh, man. You should have seen that. It was great… as Ayn said before about our first Klub 102 experience, this one had “good vibes”.
Allan arrived really late because he couldn’t get away from Cheese right away. He’d already downed a liter and a half of Red Horse before then. But he sat and talked with us until sina Chi had to go. Oh yeah, I’d like to thank the girl who arrived, Jen (?), for being so nice to us and sharing her red wine with us. Thank you so much.
And that was it for Friday night.
Ayn and I arrived on time at Millennia for the Matilda EP Launch in the hopes that we could perform SOMEHOW. Charles was there, having just fixed Ayn’s bass, and as Allan requested he accompanied us for the night. There was a little personal surprise Ayn had in store for us that night, but it’s something too delicate to tell. It just concerns Tristania, whom she had brought that night and proudly showed off to Matilda fans and friends alike. Tristania was so cute in her denim dress and bonnet, but sleep had made her ornery and she just chose to cling to her mother for the rest of the time she was there. Ayn sent her home after a while, having achieved her purpose for the night.
Matilda’s EP launch was successful and well-planned. Jovan was kind enough to give us our food stubs, even if there really was no way for us to play that night. Charms, in her black dress and fisherman’s hat, reminded me of a prettier Jeepers Creepers hehehe. The rest of the band were decked in red and white. Their first set, after sets from friends Kiko Machine and Lester Canon, was a series of covers with the various sessionists they had worked with at one time or another. Ayn was slated to play “Cornflake Girl”, and though she had hesitated on a few first notes because she thought it was still part of soundcheck (hehe), she gave a powerful thump to the Matrilda rendition. Ang galing nila (Matilda), especially when their violinist Maricor does her thing.
All throughout the gig, we were texting Allan and asking if he could still make it. He sounded very distraught and stressed out. Charms was disappointed because she really wanted to hear us play “Flaming Walls”; she even talked it over with the band and they decided to let us play even after their final set, just so we could. Sadly, even that was impossible. We were embarrassed, but there really was nothing anyone could do because even Allan and Roel wanted to play— but they had work, which was also very important. Matilda understood, of course. We thanked them for inviting us and left for Klub 102 when the night was over.
Charles had invited Chi of Millennia to join us at Klub 102 where we were to meet Allan later that morning. He didn’t look to sure, but he said they’d try… he asked if he could bring Diego of Monsterbot and some friends. Of course, we agreed.
So there we were, Ayn and Charles and I, at Klub 102, waiting. We were waiting for Allan. We were waiting for Chi, but thinking they probably wouldn’t be able to follow because we had heard that Tiffany and the rest of the group at Millennia were heading to Nakayama in Matalino to drink. Around half an hour later, Chi arrived with Diego, Ge and Bea. We were pleased that they had come, even if it was such an impromptu plan. They found the place cool, and were looking eagerly at the Joy Division, Killing Joke, Robert Smith, Sid Vicious posters. “Uy, pare, may Moshi Moshi record pa dito o.” Hehe.
“British na british dito a.”
They had fun listening to the music, and it reminded me of the first time we drank there. They were thinking of songs to request... they thought Kulb 102 was cool. We talked to them also; it was the first time we hung out with them. Chi was introducing me to their other friend (Um, I think her name was Jen… sorry, by that time I was tipsy and the music was loud and I couldn’t hear well) and he couldn’t tell her what my name was because WE had never been introduced. “Selena,” I said, shaking their hands and to Chi, “That’s ok. We’d never been introduced. I have this picture of the two of us together and when I had to name the file, I named it “Selena and Some Guy’.” We laughed at that.
Diego is actually my nephew in some weird way. My first cousin is his dad’s first cousin… I think it’s that close. This is all by affinity of course. He didn’t remember me right away though. “What??? You didn’t remember me? Then why were you saying hi to me at gigs all these months? Who did you think i was?”
“I don’t know… I recognized you, but I didn’t know from where! But yeah, I remember we were ushers at Ate Bon’s wedding with sina Armee…”
Haha. Weird. So by the time we were buzzed, we were telling all the people around the table, “Hey, I’m his TITA!” and “Hey she’s my TITA!” Sheesh. But at least now, we can really talk when we see each other because we’re sure hehe. He promised he’d burn me an eggboy cd one day… and I’ll probably give him some candy too.
There was this really funny thing that happened. Ayn told Diego that he looked like LA Lopez, and all of us were laughing. He was indignant at first, “Hindi naman ha! Jao Mapa, pwede pa! Hahah!” and then in two seconds he suddenly burst out with, “Eh kasi BATA!” which set us guffawing anew. Oh, man. You should have seen that. It was great… as Ayn said before about our first Klub 102 experience, this one had “good vibes”.
Allan arrived really late because he couldn’t get away from Cheese right away. He’d already downed a liter and a half of Red Horse before then. But he sat and talked with us until sina Chi had to go. Oh yeah, I’d like to thank the girl who arrived, Jen (?), for being so nice to us and sharing her red wine with us. Thank you so much.
And that was it for Friday night.
Friday, November 07, 2003
Don't Panic
"We live in a beautiful world.... yeah, we do." - Coldplay
Um, I talked to Ayn this morning and she said she and Allan talked already. Just wanted to report this, in case you were all worrying. I have to admit that I let a few tears go after reading the last two posts... but things are ok now. Just wanted to dispel any rumors that might start...
thank heavens for friendship.
Um, I talked to Ayn this morning and she said she and Allan talked already. Just wanted to report this, in case you were all worrying. I have to admit that I let a few tears go after reading the last two posts... but things are ok now. Just wanted to dispel any rumors that might start...
thank heavens for friendship.
Cut Dead
"Cut Dead" is also a Jesus and Mary Chain song. It's not one of my all-time favorite songs (but what the heck) and it's up to you if you think this has something to do with this entry. This is my reaction to what Allan had posted:
The thing about my band started out with the plans to play for the Matilda EP launch tonight. Being one of the bands who had given much help and support for Matilda, we have been invited to play for their much awaited EP launch. Charms had invited the band through me over a month before the schedule. Since there had already been a definite schedule for the launching, I had informed my bandmates about the gig. Given the hectic schedule of my bandmates due to their work, I waited for their confirmation before I told Matilda that we can play for their event.
Two to three weeks before the gig, my bandmates had given me the confirmation. It was only then that I told Matilda that we can be lined-up. Everytime I see my bandmates, I always reminded them about the gig (not only in person but also through texts and my posts on our blog) and I have asked them over and over again (to the point of becoming annoying already) if they really are sure about playing for that gig. They had all been saying yes. And once again, at the last minute, they’ll take back their answer and tell me that they can’t play after all.
It would have been okay if I know that I wasn’t able to remind them enough; it would have been okay if they never gave me confirmation that we can play; it would have been okay if the "last minute decision" was made earlier; it would have been okay if this sudden change of decision only affects us and not another band that has spent countless nights of having no sleep just to plan for the event (they could have lined some other band up for this gig if they only knew that we can’t play); it would have been okay, if this isn’t the second time that this shite has happened.
I’m a bit bothered about Allan’s “never understand” (taken from a track off the Jesus and Mary Chain's The Complete John Peel Sessions album) post on our blog. I’m not really sure if I’m the one he’s pertaining to in his post--but if that was all about me, I guess I’d have to say that the feeling is mutual.
The only reason why I am making such a big deal out of my being pissed at this whole thing is because I care for my band. I care so much for my band that I’ve never really been able to study for school in favor of gigs and practices; I care so much for my band that I've missed so many family gatherings and dinners (including my father's birthday) in favor of gigs and practices; I care so much for my band that there had been countless nights when I wasn't able to sleep beside my daughter and consequently not spend the day with her because I had to catch up with my sleep during the day in favor of gigs and practices; and lastly, I care so much for my band that I've been trying to get us gigs or have been welcoming invitations from other events (instead of pre-occupying myself with better things) so as we can get more exposure that we deserve. I actually do think that we are worth more than just a Backbeat/Montero-Tan organized gig. My concern for the band is neither petty nor irrational.
I share the same passion that my bandmates have (or whatever passion is left in them) for our band. It just so happens that aside from playing bass, this is the only contribution that I can offer. If my concern and my willingness to contribute is something that these people will only brush aside or look down upon, to the point that they think their indecisions shouldn’t really matter because this is nothing but a sorry show of pettiness and irrationality, I guess I can’t help but think that my being a part of this band all boils down to nothing, that I am just a mere puppet (and perhaps even a mascot) and I was never a part of a team who should be working together for a common goal.
Besides, is there really a common goal amongst us members of Caudioline? Or have we been pretending that there is one since early last year?
Nothing new has been happening with the band. We’ve been stagnant for almost two years. The only thing that we’ve achieved so far is having a permanent line up since early last year. We may have recorded something, but it was only in vain. Nobody took the recording seriously-not even the recording technician/engineer (or whatever you may call Mr. Rozul) himself. We’ve never come up with a new song since Selena came in. For the past year, we were just satisfied with hearing good comments from people. That was enough to make us feel good about ourselves. That was enough for us to consider being stuck in an illusion that something must be happening with our band. Now… THAT, I think, is what one may call petty and irrational. Is it so wrong for me to act and do something to save whatever is left with this so-called band?
But what can I do? I’m just a small part of the band anyway. I never wanted to get sick of what has been happening with my band, or with the band itself. But that’s what they’re making me feel. There are four of them and I’m just one person. None of them will ever listen to me. So much for wanting to be of help.
I never wanted to call it quits. But judging from the way they have been treating me and my sorry attempts in helping out, I guess that’s what they really want. There’s nothing I can do.
I, too, am sick and tired of not being given appreciation for whatever I'm trying to contribute (not that I'm asking for it, but not pointing a finger at me because of wanting to help could have been enough)--no matter how minute they may seem for my bandmates. I, too, am a very busy person even if it doesn't show. I also have other priorities: my family, my daughter, my schooling, and my preparation for my future and my daughter's future. Real soon, I'll be joining the real world too and will also have a career besides being a single mother (I have no siblings to count on once my parents are gone and a so-so job can never feed me and my daughter).
Oh well. THIS "band thing" cannot kill me as well. I also have better things to do and worry about.
This is pointless. They, too, will never understand.
Allan was right: It was fun, but only for a while.
The thing about my band started out with the plans to play for the Matilda EP launch tonight. Being one of the bands who had given much help and support for Matilda, we have been invited to play for their much awaited EP launch. Charms had invited the band through me over a month before the schedule. Since there had already been a definite schedule for the launching, I had informed my bandmates about the gig. Given the hectic schedule of my bandmates due to their work, I waited for their confirmation before I told Matilda that we can play for their event.
Two to three weeks before the gig, my bandmates had given me the confirmation. It was only then that I told Matilda that we can be lined-up. Everytime I see my bandmates, I always reminded them about the gig (not only in person but also through texts and my posts on our blog) and I have asked them over and over again (to the point of becoming annoying already) if they really are sure about playing for that gig. They had all been saying yes. And once again, at the last minute, they’ll take back their answer and tell me that they can’t play after all.
It would have been okay if I know that I wasn’t able to remind them enough; it would have been okay if they never gave me confirmation that we can play; it would have been okay if the "last minute decision" was made earlier; it would have been okay if this sudden change of decision only affects us and not another band that has spent countless nights of having no sleep just to plan for the event (they could have lined some other band up for this gig if they only knew that we can’t play); it would have been okay, if this isn’t the second time that this shite has happened.
I’m a bit bothered about Allan’s “never understand” (taken from a track off the Jesus and Mary Chain's The Complete John Peel Sessions album) post on our blog. I’m not really sure if I’m the one he’s pertaining to in his post--but if that was all about me, I guess I’d have to say that the feeling is mutual.
The only reason why I am making such a big deal out of my being pissed at this whole thing is because I care for my band. I care so much for my band that I’ve never really been able to study for school in favor of gigs and practices; I care so much for my band that I've missed so many family gatherings and dinners (including my father's birthday) in favor of gigs and practices; I care so much for my band that there had been countless nights when I wasn't able to sleep beside my daughter and consequently not spend the day with her because I had to catch up with my sleep during the day in favor of gigs and practices; and lastly, I care so much for my band that I've been trying to get us gigs or have been welcoming invitations from other events (instead of pre-occupying myself with better things) so as we can get more exposure that we deserve. I actually do think that we are worth more than just a Backbeat/Montero-Tan organized gig. My concern for the band is neither petty nor irrational.
I share the same passion that my bandmates have (or whatever passion is left in them) for our band. It just so happens that aside from playing bass, this is the only contribution that I can offer. If my concern and my willingness to contribute is something that these people will only brush aside or look down upon, to the point that they think their indecisions shouldn’t really matter because this is nothing but a sorry show of pettiness and irrationality, I guess I can’t help but think that my being a part of this band all boils down to nothing, that I am just a mere puppet (and perhaps even a mascot) and I was never a part of a team who should be working together for a common goal.
Besides, is there really a common goal amongst us members of Caudioline? Or have we been pretending that there is one since early last year?
Nothing new has been happening with the band. We’ve been stagnant for almost two years. The only thing that we’ve achieved so far is having a permanent line up since early last year. We may have recorded something, but it was only in vain. Nobody took the recording seriously-not even the recording technician/engineer (or whatever you may call Mr. Rozul) himself. We’ve never come up with a new song since Selena came in. For the past year, we were just satisfied with hearing good comments from people. That was enough to make us feel good about ourselves. That was enough for us to consider being stuck in an illusion that something must be happening with our band. Now… THAT, I think, is what one may call petty and irrational. Is it so wrong for me to act and do something to save whatever is left with this so-called band?
But what can I do? I’m just a small part of the band anyway. I never wanted to get sick of what has been happening with my band, or with the band itself. But that’s what they’re making me feel. There are four of them and I’m just one person. None of them will ever listen to me. So much for wanting to be of help.
I never wanted to call it quits. But judging from the way they have been treating me and my sorry attempts in helping out, I guess that’s what they really want. There’s nothing I can do.
I, too, am sick and tired of not being given appreciation for whatever I'm trying to contribute (not that I'm asking for it, but not pointing a finger at me because of wanting to help could have been enough)--no matter how minute they may seem for my bandmates. I, too, am a very busy person even if it doesn't show. I also have other priorities: my family, my daughter, my schooling, and my preparation for my future and my daughter's future. Real soon, I'll be joining the real world too and will also have a career besides being a single mother (I have no siblings to count on once my parents are gone and a so-so job can never feed me and my daughter).
Oh well. THIS "band thing" cannot kill me as well. I also have better things to do and worry about.
This is pointless. They, too, will never understand.
Allan was right: It was fun, but only for a while.
Thursday, November 06, 2003
never understand
"never understand" is one of my all time fave jesus and mary chain songs...
it is also what i'm feeling right this very moment... "i will never understand why some people seem to never understand why a certain situation, condition, concern or action should take into effect and need to be accepted even with a heavy heart"... i am a very busy person with real life concerns trying my best to excercise my duties and responsibilities, to the best of my abilities, to my family, my special someone, people at work - even if they don't deserve it, my bandmates and friends and even to people whom i don't have any affilliation whatsoever... i'm really fed up... i'm tired of pleasing people who don't really give a fuck about what i feel... i'm tired of the people i know who only think about themselves, worry about their very petty, oftentimes irrational concerns...
last night we played at a benefit gig for a friend... it was fun actually but only for a while...
changes may have to be made... but i still wish it won't come to that point... but what can i do? They're the ones who want to make things happen... fine... it won't kill me naman eh...
but still, i will never understand...
it is also what i'm feeling right this very moment... "i will never understand why some people seem to never understand why a certain situation, condition, concern or action should take into effect and need to be accepted even with a heavy heart"... i am a very busy person with real life concerns trying my best to excercise my duties and responsibilities, to the best of my abilities, to my family, my special someone, people at work - even if they don't deserve it, my bandmates and friends and even to people whom i don't have any affilliation whatsoever... i'm really fed up... i'm tired of pleasing people who don't really give a fuck about what i feel... i'm tired of the people i know who only think about themselves, worry about their very petty, oftentimes irrational concerns...
last night we played at a benefit gig for a friend... it was fun actually but only for a while...
changes may have to be made... but i still wish it won't come to that point... but what can i do? They're the ones who want to make things happen... fine... it won't kill me naman eh...
but still, i will never understand...
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
Together
Hey. We practiced the other night. Ralph still had a very bad ear ache, but Allan picked him up anyway. Ayn picked me up and Roel met us there. It was just the five of us, no manyaks nor boy/girlfriends around. We were there to practice... and also to make me learn some more candy songs on the guitar.
Hmm. That euphoria that always comes with playing was there, as usual. It wasn't quite the polished candy feel we have at gigs because I was there to add my little flubs, but I think what mattered more at that point was that we were together, making an effort, striving towards the common goal of making good music. We were pretty focused that night, but it wasn't forced... and when we went out for breaks, we'd be catching up on each other, say, telling Ralph about our Klub 102 experiences or talking about an interesting "diner" some of us had been to recently. Just sharing stories, blah blah blah. Then back to practice.
We then decided to go to Allan B's mom's wake. We arrived there to find Concrete Sam and Cheese and Kamikazee hanging out by the driveway of the funeral home. So, you know, the usual small talk. Ayn and I preferred to sit in the gutter and muse on the cobblestones. Of course, we were also whispering about _____ and being all kilig about it. Hahaha. Finally, Allan B. led us inside. I noticed suot niya yung red shirt niya from the night before nung binisita namin siya ng mga manyak hehehe (tama bang ipagkalat yun...?).
So candyaudioline paid our respects. The place had a light atmosphere, in spite of it all. The guys were chatting with Allan B. Ayn and I stared at the flower arrangements; she told me that the name of the flower that I really liked on one corona was "stargazer". We were discussing where one could possibly buy one of those morbid mass card holders, the ones with the severed hands for clamps. I guessed the funeral home would probably point out their supplier to Ayn, if she asked them nicely.
After a while, we gave Allan B our condolences and set off for our favorite Pares Place in Kamuning. It was a miracle that Roel was with us, still. I couldn't help noticing again on the way there that it was the five of us-- pure, solid, untainted, still candyaudioline. The core. It was amazingly satisfying to think of that.
At Pares, Allan and Ralph discussed the possibility of recording an album very soon. The more they talk about it, the closer it gets to becoming a reality.
Candyaudioline
Allan Montero - vocals, guitars
Ralph Romero - guitars
Ayn Ruth - bass
Selena Salang - vocals
Roel Sotto - drums
*
Upcoming gigs:
Tonight - Mayric's... all backbeat bands are playing a benefit gig for Susan Burdeos
Friday - Millennia... Matilda EP launch. Malamang baka sobrang aga kami tumugtog or sobrang late.
Saturday - benefit gig uli for Allan B's mom. Baka sa Music Warehouse Manila because that's what I overheard.
*
Ok na pala ako. I've realized that there's a bigger picture. No more worrying. Just need more sleep.
Hmm. That euphoria that always comes with playing was there, as usual. It wasn't quite the polished candy feel we have at gigs because I was there to add my little flubs, but I think what mattered more at that point was that we were together, making an effort, striving towards the common goal of making good music. We were pretty focused that night, but it wasn't forced... and when we went out for breaks, we'd be catching up on each other, say, telling Ralph about our Klub 102 experiences or talking about an interesting "diner" some of us had been to recently. Just sharing stories, blah blah blah. Then back to practice.
We then decided to go to Allan B's mom's wake. We arrived there to find Concrete Sam and Cheese and Kamikazee hanging out by the driveway of the funeral home. So, you know, the usual small talk. Ayn and I preferred to sit in the gutter and muse on the cobblestones. Of course, we were also whispering about _____ and being all kilig about it. Hahaha. Finally, Allan B. led us inside. I noticed suot niya yung red shirt niya from the night before nung binisita namin siya ng mga manyak hehehe (tama bang ipagkalat yun...?).
So candyaudioline paid our respects. The place had a light atmosphere, in spite of it all. The guys were chatting with Allan B. Ayn and I stared at the flower arrangements; she told me that the name of the flower that I really liked on one corona was "stargazer". We were discussing where one could possibly buy one of those morbid mass card holders, the ones with the severed hands for clamps. I guessed the funeral home would probably point out their supplier to Ayn, if she asked them nicely.
After a while, we gave Allan B our condolences and set off for our favorite Pares Place in Kamuning. It was a miracle that Roel was with us, still. I couldn't help noticing again on the way there that it was the five of us-- pure, solid, untainted, still candyaudioline. The core. It was amazingly satisfying to think of that.
At Pares, Allan and Ralph discussed the possibility of recording an album very soon. The more they talk about it, the closer it gets to becoming a reality.
Candyaudioline
Allan Montero - vocals, guitars
Ralph Romero - guitars
Ayn Ruth - bass
Selena Salang - vocals
Roel Sotto - drums
*
Upcoming gigs:
Tonight - Mayric's... all backbeat bands are playing a benefit gig for Susan Burdeos
Friday - Millennia... Matilda EP launch. Malamang baka sobrang aga kami tumugtog or sobrang late.
Saturday - benefit gig uli for Allan B's mom. Baka sa Music Warehouse Manila because that's what I overheard.
*
Ok na pala ako. I've realized that there's a bigger picture. No more worrying. Just need more sleep.
Monday, November 03, 2003
I've informed ALL of you about this gig weeks ago
Mahiya naman kayo pag hindi tayo matutuloy. Charms has given us the freedom to choose what time we would like to play for that night. Mahiya naman kayo kapag biglang di tayo sisipot.
*zzzzz...*
me sleepy in office. eyes hurt. worried about ralph's ears. worried about roel not being available for gigs this weekend. worrying about ayn making tampo (hehe conyo) at us for not being able to take her along on bonding sessions (hi ayn ;) worried about allan's bloodshot eyes and aching arms (lumalapot na raw kasi dugo niya hehehe...). worried about me and the popping capillaries in my cheeks.
me have nothing to do here. finished editing copy for upcoming book. want to sleep and go home and listen to my newfound old tapes. me worried about my lovelife. me worried about people involved in my lovelife. me worried about worrying too much about my lovelife. me worried about worrying, in general. me falling apart. me irritable and jumpy. me almost cried at lunchtime because me snap at waitress for my food. me worried about not crying yet, because me was supposed to have cried at least once since ayn's birthday. me want to cry so badly but me feel numb and tired.
me want gig. me want sanity.
me have nothing to do here. finished editing copy for upcoming book. want to sleep and go home and listen to my newfound old tapes. me worried about my lovelife. me worried about people involved in my lovelife. me worried about worrying too much about my lovelife. me worried about worrying, in general. me falling apart. me irritable and jumpy. me almost cried at lunchtime because me snap at waitress for my food. me worried about not crying yet, because me was supposed to have cried at least once since ayn's birthday. me want to cry so badly but me feel numb and tired.
me want gig. me want sanity.
earache anyone?
yes. i'm sick again.
after my roadie duties last last saturday (for kamikazee, the youth, and moonstar88 respectively), i was again bedridden for two days. which is weird since not a hint of rain was felt that day or any day before that. come wednesday i was so paranoid about possibly having dengue that i decided to have a medical check up. on my way home i met bespren romel, and told me of allan bords' mother's death. quite shocking, especially since i was with him the saturday before.
and then, last saturday, allan called up about the benefit gig for allan's mom. sometime after i put the phone down, i felt something pop on my left ear... which caused some pain,numbness and deafness on that area. paranoia struck me again. has candy's noisepop caught up with me? i tried to sleep the pain away, but after an hour of tossing and turning, the pain was becoming unbearable. again i went to the hospital to have my ear checked. again i had to take some medicine. arrrghh.
luckily, this earache won't spell the end of my days with candy. it still hurts as of this writing, though.
kitakits wednesday!
after my roadie duties last last saturday (for kamikazee, the youth, and moonstar88 respectively), i was again bedridden for two days. which is weird since not a hint of rain was felt that day or any day before that. come wednesday i was so paranoid about possibly having dengue that i decided to have a medical check up. on my way home i met bespren romel, and told me of allan bords' mother's death. quite shocking, especially since i was with him the saturday before.
and then, last saturday, allan called up about the benefit gig for allan's mom. sometime after i put the phone down, i felt something pop on my left ear... which caused some pain,numbness and deafness on that area. paranoia struck me again. has candy's noisepop caught up with me? i tried to sleep the pain away, but after an hour of tossing and turning, the pain was becoming unbearable. again i went to the hospital to have my ear checked. again i had to take some medicine. arrrghh.
luckily, this earache won't spell the end of my days with candy. it still hurts as of this writing, though.
kitakits wednesday!
Benefit Gigs
I think Allan will be able to post more info on this very uninformative announcement, but on wednesday and saturday, Backbeat Management will be having benefit gigs for Allan Burdeos' mother, who passed away last Monday. Allan B. is the drummer of Kamikazee. I'm not sure which will be held at Mayric's and which will be at Music Warehouse Manila, but I think it'll be wednesday and saturday, respectively. Please do come.
We're supposed to play for both, but this will entirely depend on Ralph's schedule as he has the most rigid one of all candy members (schedule, not anything else ;D).
The Matilda EP launch, well... Allan will also have to keepyou guys posted for that. Cross your fingers.
We're supposed to play for both, but this will entirely depend on Ralph's schedule as he has the most rigid one of all candy members (schedule, not anything else ;D).
The Matilda EP launch, well... Allan will also have to keepyou guys posted for that. Cross your fingers.
Sunday, November 02, 2003
Filling a Hollow Eve
So, come Halloween, Ayn took me to this Goth gathering at Absinth, Greenbelt. First, we had to pick up a few Goths on the way, mostly guys. Then we went to another Goth’s house (a girl) in Boni, where some of them primped up for the night. Man. That took three hours. Imagine guys taking three hours to prepare for a party. Guys asking each other to do each other’s hair… guys asking each other if they should wear this or that skirt, this or that bauble. I tell you, it was like nothing I had ever experienced… guys primping. Ayn and I were so hungry by the time they finished, but the results were effective. Lyra (the one who owned the apartment) looked especially striking in her very revealing corset and her bright red cloak.
We passed by PBCOM first to look at Lyra’s interior design exhibit. We looked like a gang of vampires walking past the sets and people were really staring. I wasn’t as scary-looking as the others, but I was wearing a long, dark dress, boots and my brown coat—at best I looked grunge-y indie. Still, I think we looked pretty intimidating. Carmi Martin the actress was one of the people who had an exhibit there, and for some reason, she felt like giving us a full explanation of her work. We just sort of sullenly patronized her and nonchalantly walked off when she was finished. Supernatural beings aren’t really interested in sunnily-motifed bathroom sets, especially if the designer doesn’t even know what kind of stone her own creation is made of.
Off to Greenbelt because we were really hungry. Watched Late Isabel’s open air set while Goths were saying their hellos. Felt slightly like a fish out of water, but it wasn’t their fault. In general, club outings turn me into a wallflower. Ayn, Lyra and I decided to go and sit inside Absinth. The two actually ordered absinthe, which they said was really good but unbelievably, incredibly, stupefyingly potent. Got to meet Paolo, who showed me a picture of his to-die-for Spanish boyfriend whom he had met on the Net. Got to meet Maski (sorry if I spell it wrong), decked in a priest’s outfit, who was so solicitous and kept asking if I was okay (I was very sleepy and it showed). I was so tired, I decided to lie down on the couch and take a few minutes’ nap. Annejo kept asking me to dance but I just felt too shy. They were so nice to me. Allan was supposed to go with us, but he had a gig in Dagupan with Moonstar 88. I wondered aloud what he would wear if he had come along. Ayn said, “Ano pa ba? Eh di as Uncle Fester!” Haha :) Patok siya, kung ganun…
Lyra made a comment, which I promised her I would put on the blog: “I find it so weird that all these waiters are dressed like vampires and they have ‘blood’ smeared all over their mouths. I mean, it’s kind of like eating a plate of spaghetti and having sauce all over your face and you not bothering to wipe it up. It’s bad manners.”
“Yeah… yeah… I know what you mean. But then again, maybe they just want to hint at this animalistic, barbaric side—like when animals eat they just dig in with their mouths and inevitably smear themselves with blood. Maybe they want to hint at these primeval, base tendencies to make themselves scarier.”
“Honey, if you dress in black velvet, there can be nothing animalistic about you.”
Haha. That was so insightful. It just goes to show how these people take their lifestyle seriously. No pretensions in this bitch queen.
At around 1 am, I was feeling really tired and Ayn, pretty shitty. She wanted to go home. We were also really hungry. I suggested we eat at Pares and said I would treat her for once. We showed up there and the guard recognized us. “Sir, pano yan? Meron pa ba para samin? Dalawa kami eh.”
“Ah, dalawang mesa?” He obviously thought we had brought the whole bunch with us.
“Hindi! Kaming dalawa lang hehe.”
So Ayn and I sat at the counter and she started bitching about her night. I totally agreed with her, but I was also hoping that she wouldn’t let it ruin Halloween for her. Two guys sat beside us and ordered Pares. They kept staring at us. So did the other male customers. I guess we looked strange and beautiful in our flowing garbs. It contrasted with the way we were wolfing down our food. Mmm.
The funny part was, when I finally asked for the bill, the woman said it cost P227. "What???" I only had P180 on me and I wondered how it got to be that high, since we had only ordered 1 meal and 1 drink each. She thought we were with those two guys who had eaten Pares beside us! Crap! They had already left! Crap, crap, crap! I told her I refused to pay for their meal. She consulted the other waiter and ended up revising the bill anyway, which was a relief. The nerve of those men! Creeps.
We then decided to pass by Millennia. Tiffany was there and she let us just walk inside. We heard someone calling our name—it was Macky from Concrete Sam. He looked so genuinely happy to see us, and in truth we were grateful to see a familiar face, hoping that the night would turn around for us. Macky bought Ayn a beer at the Videoke place next door and asked where we came from. Ayn proceeded to tell him about her shitty night. These guys sitting at the front steps overheard her and they were playfully agreeing with her. Ayn bit and started talking to them, too. Macky introduced us to them (from Too Late the Hero)… Joe causally invited us to tag along and drink with them at the place beside Behrouz along Scout Rallos. We agreed.
They were really nice to us, as well. For one thing, we didn’t have any money, but they encouraged us to order… they were pleasantly surprised that we ate some isaw, originally thinking that we were the ugh-that’s-so-dirtyyyyyyy type. Kahit naka-dress kami, cowboy pa rin kami. I heard Joe say to someone, “Okay, no? may kasama pa kaming dalawang prinsesa.” Hehe, how flattering. A blackout actually happened while we were drinking and it made the night just a wee bit more interesting, having to talk and drink by candlelight. It was cool… the punk guys were fun to hang out with and they were kind enough to let us, even if we had just met them. So at around 5 am, we all promised to Friendster each other (!) and went our separate ways.
All in all, it was a good turnaround, right? What a night…
We passed by PBCOM first to look at Lyra’s interior design exhibit. We looked like a gang of vampires walking past the sets and people were really staring. I wasn’t as scary-looking as the others, but I was wearing a long, dark dress, boots and my brown coat—at best I looked grunge-y indie. Still, I think we looked pretty intimidating. Carmi Martin the actress was one of the people who had an exhibit there, and for some reason, she felt like giving us a full explanation of her work. We just sort of sullenly patronized her and nonchalantly walked off when she was finished. Supernatural beings aren’t really interested in sunnily-motifed bathroom sets, especially if the designer doesn’t even know what kind of stone her own creation is made of.
Off to Greenbelt because we were really hungry. Watched Late Isabel’s open air set while Goths were saying their hellos. Felt slightly like a fish out of water, but it wasn’t their fault. In general, club outings turn me into a wallflower. Ayn, Lyra and I decided to go and sit inside Absinth. The two actually ordered absinthe, which they said was really good but unbelievably, incredibly, stupefyingly potent. Got to meet Paolo, who showed me a picture of his to-die-for Spanish boyfriend whom he had met on the Net. Got to meet Maski (sorry if I spell it wrong), decked in a priest’s outfit, who was so solicitous and kept asking if I was okay (I was very sleepy and it showed). I was so tired, I decided to lie down on the couch and take a few minutes’ nap. Annejo kept asking me to dance but I just felt too shy. They were so nice to me. Allan was supposed to go with us, but he had a gig in Dagupan with Moonstar 88. I wondered aloud what he would wear if he had come along. Ayn said, “Ano pa ba? Eh di as Uncle Fester!” Haha :) Patok siya, kung ganun…
Lyra made a comment, which I promised her I would put on the blog: “I find it so weird that all these waiters are dressed like vampires and they have ‘blood’ smeared all over their mouths. I mean, it’s kind of like eating a plate of spaghetti and having sauce all over your face and you not bothering to wipe it up. It’s bad manners.”
“Yeah… yeah… I know what you mean. But then again, maybe they just want to hint at this animalistic, barbaric side—like when animals eat they just dig in with their mouths and inevitably smear themselves with blood. Maybe they want to hint at these primeval, base tendencies to make themselves scarier.”
“Honey, if you dress in black velvet, there can be nothing animalistic about you.”
Haha. That was so insightful. It just goes to show how these people take their lifestyle seriously. No pretensions in this bitch queen.
At around 1 am, I was feeling really tired and Ayn, pretty shitty. She wanted to go home. We were also really hungry. I suggested we eat at Pares and said I would treat her for once. We showed up there and the guard recognized us. “Sir, pano yan? Meron pa ba para samin? Dalawa kami eh.”
“Ah, dalawang mesa?” He obviously thought we had brought the whole bunch with us.
“Hindi! Kaming dalawa lang hehe.”
So Ayn and I sat at the counter and she started bitching about her night. I totally agreed with her, but I was also hoping that she wouldn’t let it ruin Halloween for her. Two guys sat beside us and ordered Pares. They kept staring at us. So did the other male customers. I guess we looked strange and beautiful in our flowing garbs. It contrasted with the way we were wolfing down our food. Mmm.
The funny part was, when I finally asked for the bill, the woman said it cost P227. "What???" I only had P180 on me and I wondered how it got to be that high, since we had only ordered 1 meal and 1 drink each. She thought we were with those two guys who had eaten Pares beside us! Crap! They had already left! Crap, crap, crap! I told her I refused to pay for their meal. She consulted the other waiter and ended up revising the bill anyway, which was a relief. The nerve of those men! Creeps.
We then decided to pass by Millennia. Tiffany was there and she let us just walk inside. We heard someone calling our name—it was Macky from Concrete Sam. He looked so genuinely happy to see us, and in truth we were grateful to see a familiar face, hoping that the night would turn around for us. Macky bought Ayn a beer at the Videoke place next door and asked where we came from. Ayn proceeded to tell him about her shitty night. These guys sitting at the front steps overheard her and they were playfully agreeing with her. Ayn bit and started talking to them, too. Macky introduced us to them (from Too Late the Hero)… Joe causally invited us to tag along and drink with them at the place beside Behrouz along Scout Rallos. We agreed.
They were really nice to us, as well. For one thing, we didn’t have any money, but they encouraged us to order… they were pleasantly surprised that we ate some isaw, originally thinking that we were the ugh-that’s-so-dirtyyyyyyy type. Kahit naka-dress kami, cowboy pa rin kami. I heard Joe say to someone, “Okay, no? may kasama pa kaming dalawang prinsesa.” Hehe, how flattering. A blackout actually happened while we were drinking and it made the night just a wee bit more interesting, having to talk and drink by candlelight. It was cool… the punk guys were fun to hang out with and they were kind enough to let us, even if we had just met them. So at around 5 am, we all promised to Friendster each other (!) and went our separate ways.
All in all, it was a good turnaround, right? What a night…
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