Finally! For 2 days I have not been feeling well. I suspected that it
was because I tried to be a cowboy and drink directly from tap. Maybe I’ll be the
first one to die when some emergency situation happens, like when a zombie
invasion occurs. I’ll be eaten because I would poop all the time.
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A couple of days ago I have met with some of my highschool friends for some session. And I don’t know if it was the booze that made me reminisce and heightened my senses when the band was playing on stage, but there I was, banging my head like a madman and slapping the bar stool in front of me to the beat like it was some piece of nice ass. Hehehe. :p
The first bar that we went to was small, and it was like the one that
you could find in Malate and in Subic because almost all males inside were
Caucasian and the females were Pinays. And because I am not sponsored by the
bar that I went to, let us call it Pokpokers. Not that I am making-fun of (actually,
I am), or I am looking-down at them, it’s easier to imagine what it looked-like
without going much into the details, although I am a bit rude, sorry. But it
wasn’t bad at all. The ambience was enough and the staffs were accommodating and,
to tell you the truth, the scene that was happening on the dance floor was
entertainment on itself. For some it would be distasteful (drunk guy and an accommodating
girl with very short skirt, what the hell do you think would happen?) but hey! everyone
were just having fun and everyone respects the personal space of everyone. But
I guess everything boils down to the wizards on stage. The ambience creator.
The painter with his canvass that is the bar.
We have also visited a second bar that was on a different league. We
call it Unshaven (<.-if you could guess what the real name was, you’re a
genius!). It was almost full of business type people doing some after-work
yoga. After-work yoga is booze. The only thing I could think that is peculiar
(I couldn’t say negative because on its on it’s part of the peculiarity of it)
about the band playing was the back-up singer. LOL. I couldn’t describe it. You
have to see it to know what I am talking about. But the same thing with the
band: the ambience creator.
I am not talking about the music genres the band was playing, but the performance
itself. The facial reaction and body movement of the musicians gives me the
chills. The way the frontman close his/her eyes in sync with the lyric,
head-banging of the drummer, the posture when the lead guitar does its part,
the slapping of the bass. It reminds me of the time when I did dream, and
actually do, to be someone on the stage and not with crowd. But I am not saying I had stopped :)
SING! ARANETA! Hehehe
I now wished that I have had penned this when I was high with emotions
so I could be more expressive but drinking Long Island and Beer AT THE SAME
TIME had drained my powers. So I have to end with this:
Ramon Bautista is the coolest in the band (keyboardist), and Hanging
tank top is sexy (Only for those who have the CAPACITY to make it hang :p ).
Please
Don’t Forget To Be Happy!
