As I was told, the AdmitOne Anime Rocks! was shown a couple of hours ago with Txtube. And I was insanely mad at myself for missing the event. It took place last July 5 at 9:00, the day before my birthday. I had planned to go there with a couple of friends, but failed because I was flat broke. It would have been a pretty nice prospect, having to celebrate the first hours of being 21 in Freedom Bar watching my favorite bands perform.

Truth is, all the bands that performed that night were my favorites, with the exception of Pan. Their first and only single so far, "Dumpsite," left me choking with sheer confusion. Upbeat and very catchy at first, but thanks to Nu107's abuse of the song -playing it more often than you should hear in an afternoon- the ditty became more and more of an annoyance with every listen.

So Yano is dead. Dong Aban is back with a Yano clone, back to haunt my afternoons with tales of lost slippers, canonized horses and of people bumming around, complaining about it and doing nothing for a change in their disposition. I have looked up to Dong Aban as a writer, having profoundly weaved human life into rhyme and rhythm, which is what I can also say for Ebe Dancel, but unlike grandmaster Ebe, Dong seems to tinker around the same spot where he left off before his hiatus from the world; thus forgeting the wonderful concept of letting go and moving on.

But then again, who am I to judge him; who indeed? For all we know Pan's debut album, Parnaso ng Payaso, could be a collection of different tales and topics. I could only wonder, the pain inflicted by not having gotten a copy for myself. So until I finally decide to but an album, or when they release a new single (whichever comes first), I will have to forcefully keep an open mind to Pan.

Having watched the GMA-edited AdmitOne made me want to tortur myself for not being there. The whole program, which featured the regulars Fatal Posporos, Dicta License, Sugar Free and Twisted Halo, with guests Chico Sci, Pan, Sandwich and Cambio, only showed two songs from each band.
And it ate me that I felt totally nothing as gawked at the performances, and I know why: because I didn't hear the bass attempting to shatter my eardrums, the guitars screeching and wailing like banshees, the drums calling on the frustrated drummer in me and the vocals that make me envious. I didn't feel the music vibrating on the floor, on the table, on the chair...there's nothing like watching them live.

And the fact that I haven't seen Twisted Halo and Dicta License perform since the last AdmitOne I attended, which was SO long ago, that I prefer not telling it for fear of getting depressed. But I did catch Twisted's last two songs last Fete de la Musique, one songs that I am not familiar with, but no doubt would be in the upcoming album, and their grand finale, Cut To Commercial with Mong (Chico Sci) joining them. Again, I would like to stress that IT IS INDIO EYE and the two-stage setup's fault why I missed the first half of the Halo set. But I would also say that Indio wowed me with their music. So there.




By the way, I have set up two sites:

Under construction site 1
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To those who can read this, can you please visit them and give me your honest opinions (be nice now...) or suggestions.

Thanks

I got this from email, just thought I'd put it here....

MAHIRAP LAHAT
Sa UP, mahirap ang Math.
Sa Ateneo, mahirap ang English.
Sa La Salle, mahirap ang parking.
Sa Assumption, mahirap ang walang pera.
Sa UST, mahirap umuwi kapag baha.
Sa St. Scho, mahirap sumakay sa LRT
Sa San Beda, mahirap maging lalaki.


WHERE TO GO TO COLLEGE?
If you have a lot of brains and a little money, go to UP.
If you have some brains and some money, go to Ateneo.
If you have no brains and lots of money, go go La Salle.
If you have no money, go to PUP.


CHRISTMAS SPIRIT
A few days before Christmas, the Monsignor thought it would be a good idea if he solicited the support of a number of schools to get together to create a Nativity Scene in time for the Christmas Mass. The day before Christmas, the Monsignor discovered that the Nativity Scene was still incomplete so he made a few inquiries on why this was so.
Ateneo reported it could come up with only two and not three wise men. La Salle reported it could not come up with even a single wise man. Maryknoll reported that it could not come up with even a single virgin. San Beda reported that it could only come up with three wise gays. UP reported that they killed the three wise men.

QUESTION AND ANSWER
Q: What should an Atenean do when a La Sallite hurls a grenade at him?
A: The Atenean should pick up the grenade, pull the firing pin and hurl it back at the La Sallite.
Q: How do La Sallites count to ten?
A: One, two, three, another, another, and another.

PASIKATAN NG GRADWEYTS
UP: A number of past Philippine presidents graduated from UP. Presidents Roxas, Quirino, Laurel, Garcia and Marcos, to name just a few!
ATENEO: Hah! That's nothing, a number of Ateneo graduates became national heroes like Jose Rizal, Gen. Gregorio del Pilar, Gen. Antonio Luna, Evelio Javier and many others.
UP: That just goes to show you, UP graduates become presidents and lead countries while Atenean end up getting shot!
LA SALLE: Wala 'yan. Talo kayo sa mga gradweyts namin!
UP & ATENEO: Bakit sino ba ang mga graduates ninyo?
LA SALLE: Aba! Marami kaming sikat na gradweyts; si Gary Valenciano, Dingdong Avanzado, Ogie Alcasid, Monsour del Rosario . .

HOW TO IDENTIFY A LA SALLITE
A La Sallite walks into a store in Mega Mall and says: "Miss, I'd like a green parrot, please."
The salesgirl looks at him and=A0 asks: "Sir, are you a La Sallite, by any chance?"
The La Sallite replies: "O... bakit mo naman natanong 'yan? If I ordered BLUE cheese, would you ask me if I were from Ateneo? I don't think so. If I bought a MAROON shirt, would you ask me if I were from UP? I think not. So why then, when I want to buy a GREEN parrot, do you ask me if I'm from La Salle?"
"Sir, kasi naman..." replied the salesgirl, "this is a flower shop,eh."

A TYPICAL CONVERSATION
Two La Sallites meet on the street and carry on a typical La Sallite conversation:
La Sallite #1: If you can tell me how many chickens I have in this bag, I will give you BOTH of them.
La Sallite #2: Uh, two?
La Sallite #1: Daya mo! You peeked!

BARKADA SA HUNTING
Tatlong magkaka-barkada: a La Sallite, a UP student, and an Atenean went ona hunting trip. The first night, the guy from UP comes back to the cabin with a big deer. The others ask him how he did it, and he coolly replies: "I saw the tracks, I followed the tracks, and bang! I got the deer! " The next night, the guy from Ateneo comes back also with a big deer. I saw the tracks, I followed the tracks, and bang! I got the deer!" was the Atenean's story. Therefore, the La Sallite decides to try it himself. However, the next night, as he drags himself back to the cabin, his two companions find him bruised and bloody all over. "What happened?" they ask. "Wel l," replies the La Sallite, "I saw the tracks, I followed the tracks, and bang! A train hit me."

A MURDER MYSTERY
(To be solved solely on the basis of pure logic)
Who committed the murder?
Suspects: The Humble Atenean, The Bright La Sallite, The Well-Mannered Bedan, The Innocent Maryknoller, The Unaffected Assumptionista, The UP Graduate
The UP Graduate
Logic: No such thing as a Humble Atenean or a Bright La Sallite or a Well-Mannered Bedan or an Innocent Maryknoller or an Unaffected Assumptionista.

HOW DO YOU KNOW ONE WHEN YOU SEE ONE?
In a grand ballroom party conducted by the Philippine Society of Colleges and Universities, the Chairman of the Board got curious to know what particular schools attended the big celebration. Therefore, he checked out the house where it was all happening. Guess whom he found and where he found them?
UP Diliman - everybody was lined up to the attic to have a fraternity ritual
UP Los Banos - they were in the garden mowing the lawn
UP Manila - they were into "drugs"
Ateneo - they were inside the TV room with a microphone chanting the "BLUE EAGLE" spelling
La Salle - they were eavesdropping
San Beda - some were beside the Ateneans while others were in the bedroom with some Paulinians.
St. Paul - they thought they were with the Ateneans
La Consolacion - they wanted to be the Paulinians
Holy Spirit - they want the Paulinians
Miriam - they were beside the room of the Ateneans . . .like always
Assumption - they were inside the bathroom three hours already since arriving
St. Scholastica - they were next in line for the bathroom
CEU - some were doing the dishes while others were busy with the laundry
St. Louis - they were in front of the air conditioner
UE - they don't know what's an air conditioner
UST - they were everywhere
FEU - they were nowhere
MLQU - sob! They were not invited
San Sebastian - How the hell did they pass by security?
Letran - the Security
Mapua - they were fixing the leak in the roof
TIP - they were the ones who created the leak
NU - they were outside the house selling cigarettes
JRC - they were the ones buying
Adamson - went to Luneta instead
Sta. Isabel - they were Adamson's dates
CRC - what the hell is this party for?
PSBA - what the hell is CRC?
NCBA - what the hell is PSBA?
AMA - they were parading with Jolina posters

SUICIDAL SANDWICH
There were three friends: an Atenean, a La Sallite, and a UP student (so you know this story is fictional). Anyway, everyday, they met for lunch and ate their sandwiches.
UP: Putek! Peanut butter sandwich na naman? Sawang-sawa na ako dito ah. Pag bukas, peanut butter sandwich na naman ang baon ko, magpapatiwakal na ako.
Ateneo: Darn! Roast beef sandwich again. I am sick of this already. If I get another roast beef sandwich again tomorrow, I am gonna shoot myself.
La Salle: Oh my gosh, grabe! Ham sandwich is my baon again. I am so sawa with this sandwich na, ha? If my baon tomorrow is ham sandwich again, I am gonna drive my CRV over the cliff.
The next morning, they again met for lunch, and, alas, they had the same sandwiches again. The UP student went back to his dorm, pulled out a belt, and choked himself to death. The Atenean went home, got a gun, and shot himself in the head. The La Sallite drove his CRV off a cliff. During their funeral, their mothers were interviewed:
UP: Kung sinabi niya lang sa akin na ayaw niya na nang peanut butter sandwich, eh di sana hindi na yun yung pinabaon ko sa kanya.
Ateneo: If he had told me that he did not want roast beef anymore, I would not have given him roast beef.
La Salle: Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit siya nagpakamatay, eh siya naman yung gumagawa ng sarili niyang sandwich.

I just came from UST to attend a Nu107 gig called Kontrabanda.
And the event simply rocked...oh wait, that's a cliche...
Anyway, on the way there it rained hard. It was when I was in Cainta, about to get to Junction. So there I was, stuck inside a non-airconditioned bus, and the traffic wasn't really moving, given to the fact that our bus was huge and a lot of smaller vehicles kept on cutting at us. I hate it when it's humid. So since it was raining, the air became thick with water vapors (aha! Science!) and I sat in that bus, feeling very sticky that I badly wanted a bath, even if I just took a bath just 40 minutes earlier.
One look at my phone told me that it was already 3:52. I was supposed to meet Carol by the UST Hospital at 6:00 sharp!
And I have no idea how it all happened, but by the time I got to UST it was 5:30...so it just took me an hour and 38 minutes to travel from Antipolo to UST! And that included the terrible traffic situation I had to endure.

SO on with the gig...

IMAGO

We got in the UST Sports Complex (after being thouroughly searched for deadly weapon and after the gaurd had splashed through my ass as he did) in time to catch IMAGO starting their set with "Untitled," a very nice Filipino song that is to be included in the second album but deeply a reminiscent of the first album. Then what followed dragged me to the mud pits! They were all LOUD. Not Chico Sci loud, but Rage Against the Machine loud, which totally rocked if the idea that it's Aia up there singing wouldn't disturb you. But still, Imago has always been existing to carry a very deep sense of musical ecclecticism, so I wasn't surprised that tribal, Celtic and New Age found their way into their sound; what really surprised me was that they went for the ROAR approach.

Honestly, I have no idea in hell what Aia has been doing these past few months. She's become more slender (or tastefully slim, depending on mindset) and more girly. Gone are the days where you'd see her brightly smiling, garbed in an endearing shirt-jeans-and-sneakers getup. Now, we get the sexier Aia, smiling with a hint of seduction reflecting in her eyes, in a sleeveless shirt and mini skirt, sometimes with a beanie cap (that is now the trend among actresses and gay stand up comics) and (oh no!) high-heeled sandals.
Personally, I have no objections with her own taste, but I want the old Aia back...

DEAD THOUGHT:
Perhaps Aia is now working for a Call Center. She has changed her appearance, something that some call centers' supervisors encourage their operators in doing, and she now has a very American-sounding accent. I could be wrong, though, this is a DEAD THOUGHT.

SUGAR FREE

Total satisfaction! It was in this performance that I really saw how Sugar Free has become popular. Everyone was singing themselves hoarse to Mariposa, Telepono and Insomya. And then the band even sang a new song for their upcoming follow-up (which I suspect would be sometime next year since they have just launched their debut last Feb), the song is called Tao, and I couldn't like it more. Ebe seemed to have HUGE lungs, just as Aia. He could belt out high notes I could only dream of doing, though not as high as Brix Ferraris' or Luke Mijares', but I'd prefer Ebe's smooth unfalcettos than Brix/Luke's ear-numbing pitch. Jal doesn't lack in that department, singing as back-up, his voice simply complements Ebe's though not as richly as the Dicta License/Imago vocal blending.
And with Gela, Carol and I went to the covered court after their performance to hang out with them. I could have said that they were so nice, but I guess they didn't even have the opportunity to show that they were, because sa soon as their asses have barely touched their seats they were bombarded by fans with things to autograph.
Things you do for your fans.

I feel a litle guilty saying this but Genie, Ebe's girl, has definitely caught my attention! Her charm is in her innocent manners. Her eyes had nothing but cheery reflections and her lips seem to always smile. Her boyish bob, which if worn by other women would make them look lesbianic, instead pushed her to femininity.
I like looking at Genie, But of course, that's all I can do. I have too much decency to do anything other than that.
Sigh.