i'm officially an udd convert!
remember my post about me loving up dharma down to shreds? (sure you have) well, i'm not officially a convert! i love them to the last bits and pieces of the shreds i shred!i came home a little late but not too late to blog a bit and check my mail. it wasn't hard for me to decide what to wear because, for the first time in a fucking long time, i decided to repeat an outfit. well, you'll never see me wearing this old shit again (at least, not in this combination). but really, have you ever figured that some of your ensembles deserve an encore performance because they're both sexy and comfy, something you can't really achieve to the hilt these days? yea sure i did feel that. and i did feel it good!
old, old Guess? eyeglasses; old, old black Puritan camisa de chino; 522 Slim Square Cut jeans (Levi's; my favorite off-the-rack pair so far); xanana ventura cocobead bracelets (i.e., i made them); Oleg Cassini Uomo clutch; Cole Haan belt; Guess? By Marciano Combi loafers
before we made our way to mag:net katipunan for the udd gig, i confirmed my reservation with jenny, and i asked her to place us a little nearer to the front, just enough for us to see the band more comfortably (ever been through a gig where you had to stretch your neck just to see the frontman's neck? been there. many shitload of a time).
but no! when we got there, we were placed right smack in the middle, up front where we're nearer than my full arm to the band. scary? kinda. awkward? hell yea.
thank god i found rina, cat and jihan standing on a corner. no, i think they found us. (no, i think it was mutual. hehehe). at least for the rest of the night me and my brother didn't look like we were going out on a date or something.
but i was thinking it over one more time over smokes, and i figured, we did look like vip there. because when i got there, it was like, a big flaming "dano" sign taped to the napkin stand on the table. i could only guess how many people wondered who the hell that "dano" guy was until yea, we ramp-walked our way there. and somehow, we made good with the "image" anyway. little did they know that on ordinary days, i can be (and am) as grepa as i can be. nyahahahahaha!
check out our camwhore photos before the opening act:
(from left, cat, jihan [sorry dear if i spelled your name wrong], rina and wasted moi)
gawd, i look like a cokewhore.
(rina and the cokewhore)
rina, why are you laughing? is it because i look like i just got fucked up or something?
(jihan, rina, and the bitch with the steel alloy heart)
rina and jihan did major justice to this photo. i think i fucked it up a little. yea i'm wasted, and i ain't down my first beer yet!
the night was a lot of fun, did take my mind off a lot of things, including THE thesis. and it did mark one of the few but really precious moments where i did bond with my brother. remember my other post where i resolved to have a rico yan type'a relationship with my siblings? step one, done!
(brother dear, and cat)
the night started with a new terno recordings band called outerhope. their sound reminds me of a lot of the band ivy, and its sister band paco, as well as nordic duo club 8, with the jangly drums (at times) and the bittersweet happy-sad seesaw mood they generate with their songs. i particularly liked "5 miles," where the only lyric set "5 miles to go" took on different meanings in the continuum of a single song.
but up dharma down is undeniably the agenda of the night, and it's an agenda i'd like to meet over and over. i guess i'd be parroting everyone else if i said the band's just so good. but yea, i did say it. what i like about them, though, is their lack of pretension when they play (for more of my gush-gush notes on udd, read my previous post, after the big brother post. they make you feel like it's okay to relate to them, or to their songs. unlike in some gigs where people tend to get too precious with their music that they forget they have an audience to connect to. that's just bad.
what's also special about this gig is that they played a lot of songs they don't usually play in their other gigs, like "sleeptalk," "malikmata," "layag," and the new standard (in my mp3 player, that is), "hiwaga." if for that, and that alone (and you know there are a shitload of others), it's worth being a udd convert! (gawd, i never felt this way about any artist in such a long time, or maybe ever. could i, finally, be having a heart? hehehehe)
udd finished their set close to 1a, and i was supposed to catch this other band, mang temi's canteen, where my gym trainer plays the drums. but the gig's at saguijo, and qc's just too far from makati for me to be able to catch them midway through their set. so after i apologized for missing it, we headed straight home.
now, even if i have no time to do some serious writing for the magazine, and i'll only have a few hours of sleep before i get to my first appointment a few hours from today, i'd say it's really worth it. new friends, new bonidng moments, new passions. gawd, i'm no longer a cold, heartless bitch. i'm finally having a heart!
xanananananananana
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