I didn’t get to do a lot of things in Manila, which I bitterly regret, like eating fishballs in my beloved Alma Mater UP Naming Mahal, or meeting more friends, or even setting foot in Makati (except for the time I went to Saguijo, but that was at midnight so it doesn’t really matter). I didn’t go malling enough, although I’m not really a maller, because Shopping Is Evil.
I did get to do some interesting stuff, though. Like hang out at 77 (in fact, 40% of the time that I wasn’t at my parent’s home was spent at 77, with Doy the Lethal Man Behind The Bar Who Refuses To Make Frappucino For Those Who Order It).
Gig
One of the things in my to-do list was to watch Bagetsafonik play (I’ve been a loyal “Le Support” member of their Yahoo! Groups for a year now, considering I hadn’t heard a single song until that night, and even though I am still baffled by their name).
Before Jul and I left Manila for France, we were at 77 (what’s new?) listening to Marcus, Doy, Ace, and Tom aka Partyjesus make plans about their “band”. In a state of delirium they talked of their plans, congratulating themselves in advance and slapping each other on the back and thinking of all the sexy roadie chicks they could score once they made it big.
Well boys, all your dreams have come true — an EP coming out, fame, fortune(?), recognition, Yahoo! Group members … all this and more
…’cept for the roadie chicks, haha!
Party Manimals
If you’re interested to watch them play one of these days, check out their page here. To hire them to play for your Bar Mitzvahs, Hillbilly Open Forums and Witchcraft sessions, Bernie, their lurvely manager, is the person to get in touch with. She was attacked by The Dreadful Shingles while we were there, but I think she is no longer contaminated.
Plugging plugging,
Kala
