Holyskirts! Mariah Reodica of pop-rock band The Buildings! Anybody who appreciates The Psychedelic Furs, Pavement and The Cure is a friend by default but, punkzappa, you are just the stuff, man. I like the way you think. (Thanks for the lists you wrote on my notebook!)
Listened to their Soundcloud last night. The Buildings songs sound a lot like Mariah. Mostly maybe because she fronts it HAHAHA but really, the happy and pleasant and…this might be an odd way to put it but it sounds right…polite melodies against the melancholic songwriting. Sounds like the formula for The Weepies songs, yes, but the rock bit about The Buildings is the thing that I like. They have a gig tonight somewhere in Manila. Go find them! They’ll be everywhere in Manila and the Philippines soon, I know.
On second thought, buildings are kind of already everywhere. Jk.
I can think of younger days when living for my life was everything a man could want to do. I could never see tomorrow but I was never told about the sorrow…haaaaand…how can you mend a broken heart? How can you stop the rain from falling down?
I rarely ever get to see myself in photos. Well, at least not as much as I used to. That whenever I get to take one of myself, and see it see it, I feel like I already don’t look much like myself anymore. Man. How do people get old anyway?
The kid behind me in the queue earlier tonight asked me sheepishly if I knew what Kure Colors were. Actually he already looked like he could’ve already been in college but he called me ‘te’ so…
It boggled and quite honestly flattered me why he asked me in particular but only up until I happened to look down and remember I was cradling eight of the last tubes of titanium white in the entire Cebu franchise of National Bookstore (I’ve checked. FA students, terribly sorry) and a bottle of brush cleaner.
Poor kid must’ve thought I knew what I was doing.
Lucky thing they’re only one of my faaaavourite things in the world! I felt very big-sisterly chatting him up about alcohol-based markers and the scant hope of ever finding colors worth buying at NBS all the way to the register. We hit it off well enough to smile and wave at parting.
Fine Arts pud ka te?
Oh you. No, hurry, go away!
A slight bitchglitch in my DNA
Dear me. Somebody find me another pastime besides picking on cashiers.
“Okay lang walay 25 cents, Ma’am?” the NBS cashier more stated than asked.
I shook my head because I don’t know. It’s off-putting when big establishments make a habit of this. Smaller stores give you extra change if they haven’t got the right amount. It should probably be okay if the cashiers get to collect that extra change at the end of the day but everybody knows they don’t, so…
“Wala miy 25 cents, okay ra wala?” more attitude this time.
Shook my head again. The more she insisted, the more slowly I liked shaking my head.
“Wala miy barya, okay ra walay 25 cents? “
And wow she actually went through the trouble of making three more versions of that phrase. Don’t know why she kept asking if it was “okay” because I remember shaking my 6 times in all.
I wonder if she thought I was a deaf-mute. She nudged her assistant to fetch change at the next register which she managed to do in no time. The assistant handed it to her and she shooed her towards me, disgusted.
I said thanks to clear up any misunderstanding of my ability to hear or talk, if any.
My banker aunt’s philosophies are growing on me. One of these days I might find time to buy a sheet of paracetamols with all these mentos candies pharmacists give us for change every time.
Putting this together real quick before it goes into Draftbox Oblivion. I haven’t gone out for anything like this in a while so sorry for my enthusiasm should it get overwhelming. I’ve kept it bottled up all night; something I totally, totally regret.
Bestfest, bestfest, bestfest… haaah - such a lot of talent, new sounds (new to me) and happy faces, lookadat happy bunch (above). I’m just glad I still had a couple go-to girls left in the city to share a table with at Bestfest.
I don’t know if it works this way for other people but seeing bands play, independent artists especially, makes it so much more likely for me to become an instant fan.
There were seven in last night’s line-up and not one afforded to disappoint even with the slow turn-up of people earlier on:
People obviously came for the Manila acts but there was nothing not to love about Cebuano band, Deanery. I may be just a little biased towards anything with a new wave feel and supercool female bassists…but no.
Behind the clever wordplay is a hefty rock band fronted by a very cheeky Eric Po. He doesn’t look so in this photo though.
Watching We Are Imaginary felt like watching some 80’s teen movie. Haha. I loved their Pixies cover!
Tablemate Bugs, got interviewed about how he thought The Strangeness music sounds like. “Straaange?”. Right-o. The right sort of strange. The 6-member group sure knew how to put on a show. The guy on tambourine reminds me so much of 311’s SA Martinez in live shows. They sound very middle America and something else. I don’t know. Just a really nice breezy mix!
And I happened to brush past @nyebe (Bijan) on my way back to my seat.
She looks oddly fam-OMGShirley! Hehe. I had no one to shake and throttle. I’m so glad to buy a record from her. And then upon reflection I was quite embarrassed why I only brought a Ciudad album. I wish I had more cash on me.
SATI is one of Cebu’s veteran bands and they did in fact sound like it and definitely possess that particular swag veteran bands have. All the while I kept singing Slow Hands, Runaway and Terrible Love in my head trying to hear in my head who they sound like more.
Now, these guys I’ve been listening to for quite a while. Mikey Amistoso’s pretty much the sound of my internship at Heima. Their set made me miss slow days at Cubao Expo. But let me sidetrack a bit, I just noticed a tumblr sticker on his guitar. Anybody here knows of his url?
These guys were introduced as Cebu’s own Phoenix. You could hear that influence in their music. They were last to perform because they also just came from Fête but you couldn’t tell it was the frontman’s seventh act that night. The photo above shows the ever-supportive fan friends up front dancing to illustrate how much energy they still had at 2am.
Most of the bands bandwhored, playing for each other’s bands and all it’s cool how just a different mix of artists produce a different kind of vibe in their music, neh? From what I’ve heard Bestfest took months of planning by this superawesome circle of musical friends was bestfest coined from that? haha. What a great show.
Posting because this has been a very happy purchase.
One of my favorite artists and my favorite pieces of his. Hearts were in my eyes when I spotted that unmistakeable blue Fall of Icarus cutout shape from across the room.
Haaaah. Can’t wait to take these out for a run after work <3
Toots and The Maytals - Pressure Drop
Mhmmmm, hmmmm, hmmmm