Mwehehehe


Because I was so bored at home during my rest day and because I can't sleep, I did this. It's based on a picture taken by Karl de Leon.

A couple of days ago I visited Gerry Alanguilan's website and I got a sight of the range of characters Mars Ravelo created: Lastikman, Dyesebel and, of course, Darna.

Darna got my interest because the comic book came out during the Philippine's more conservative era's; that'sx because imagine a nearly-naked, female super hero gliding around asking for "bato" from his younger brother before she actually takes flight.

So I did this. I played around the concept of "what if Darna were created only recently?" So that explains the multiple piercing in one ear, the fingerless gloves and the belly ring.

I waited for Fete de la Musique only to be disappointed big time.

Elad and I met up at Kenneth's house around 3pm only to find out that Kenneth wasn't coming at all. So we waited for Tua to show up. He did four hours later.

So we caught a bus headed for Antipolo and got off and boarded a jeepney to get to Eastwood. The Happy Meals were playing when we got there and Greyhoundz, Kjwan, Boy Elroy and Monkeyspank followed.

We then went to the Main Stage (the World Music stage) for the event's formal opening and to watch Cynthia Alexander's performance. Splendid opening ceremony with the percussionists and the Cappoeira dancers pouncing on each other. Astig.

After that Elad and Tua wanted dinner. Unfortunately, since I made a promise not to spend more than P200 on a free event and McDo was terribly full, we had to walk all the way to Jollibee. That decision was good, because we finally had our fill without squeezing into a crowd of smelly rock heads; and it was also a bad one because:


@ It was so far from the venue.

@ It rained hard while we were eating and we got stuck in it. Because Tua's idea of fun is pneumonia, we forced our way back to Eastwood, sopping over several establishment to avoid the rain. But we still got wet.

@ We missed some bands, like Dicta License, Radioactive Sago Project and -I wanted to be sick when I found out that I didn't get to watch- Twisted Halo.


Oh, well, C'est la vie, as the old folks would say. When we got back to the venue, we found out from Lawrence (Sugar Free's roadie) that the event was cancelled.

Crap!

I hope next year's gonna a lot better.