Archive for November, 2006

23
Nov

Wired

My
PC’s finally wired to the net. And that
means unlimited access to the world wide web. That means I can now regularly read and update my email, friendster
account and my friends’ blogs. That
means I can now tune in to internet radio for the latest and the classics. That means more mp3 downloads for my
iPod. And that means….everything really
for an audiophile like me. The first thing I did today? Download Def Leppard’s Rock of Ages-The
Definitive Collection. hooray!!!! I
love this life!!!!

I was fortunate to be among those who watch
the Grand Finale at Sir Edward’s Restaurant last Sunday. The place was jam-packed with boxing fanatics
(and non-fanatics as well) eager to witness the fight live via satellite with
no long and boring commercial breaks. It
was good that my father-in-law, my bilas and my friends from BCB were there
earlier ‘coz we were able to share tables with them in the front row and got a
“ringside” view of the fight while drinking some not-so-ice cold Red Horse Beer.  Some
of my friendster 1st, 2nd and nth degree friends were
also there, folks I regularly see in Centro during Friday nights. I’m starting to believe that Malaybalay
indeed is one giant friendster network as everybody seems to know everybody. Anyways, wild cheers erupted every time
Pacman pummeled the poor El Terible. And
when the Mexican legend kissed the canvass for the third time that night, we
were all on our feet, screaming and jumping with fists clenched and up in the
air. Suddenly it was Christmas in
November as we joined the entire nation (and Filipinos everywhere in the world)
in celebrating the working class hero’s victory. On that day, Manny Pacquiao, whose fists
launched thousands of SMB, Alaxan, No Fear, Motolite, No Fear and Datu Puti,
was able to unite a country in strife. Even for just
a few hours.

 

Rivermaya

My
all-time favorite Rivermaya has a new album out—Isang Ugat, Isang Dugo, their
first full-length studio release since 2003’s Between The Stars and Waves. The past three years saw the band releasing
independent singles which turned out to be among their biggest hits that
continue to put them in Pinoy Rock scene’s pedestal despite the absence of a
full-length album. Now the long drought
is finally over. But I guess I’ll just
have to say that this album is not for everybody. I mean everybody who expected an album
containing tunes that run in the same vein with Rivermaya’s previous hits. For starter, it only has one original
song-the carrier single Isang Bandila. This one’s a ferocious single, echoing the band’s penchant for creating
“arena” rock anthems, and will not be out of place if put side to side with
Posible, Alab ng Puso and Liwanag sa Dilim. Now as for the rest of the album, the songs sound nowhere near those
aforementioned hits. The rest are
actually remakes of classic pinoy rock from the 80s. Songs from bands like Deans December, Ethnic
Faces, Violent Playground, Wuds, Silos, The Jerks and Joey Ayala. Except for Wuds and Joey Ayala, I’ve come to
know these bands only in the pages of Rock & Rhythm in my high school
days. But I believe these are the bands
that the members of Rivermaya grew up listening to and probably among the
reasons why they want to be in a rock & roll band. Obviously, most of the songs are new wave-ish
in style but were given a fair share of distorted guitars instead of
keyboards. As with those previous
unreleased tracks from Rivermaya’s past albums, the songs will not hit you
instantly but slowly grow in you after repeated listening. And this is where the band’s magic is, the ability
to create music that is bound to become timeless instead of just being
flash-in-the-pan. My personal favorites
here are their covers of Joey Ayala’s Ilog and Padayon, Violent Playground’s
Never The Bright Lights and Identity Crisis’ Sumigaw, Umawit Ka. Some people may not like this album but I
believe this is Rivermaya’s tribute to the artists they grew up listening
to. Their way of going back to their
roots and bringing their idols’ music to a whole new generation of
listeners. And for that they will always
earn the respect of their peers. And I
will forever be a fan.    

 

Melodrama band Hale also has
new album called Twilight. And it
contains songs that sound like Hale as we know them. Songs in somber, melancholic and pensive
mood. Some songs though tried to be a
bit (just a bit) heavy by employing more guitars but Champ’s voice always seems
to sound tired. I guess the band is
trying hard to duplicate the massive success of their debut album last year
that’s why they come up with almost exactly the same sound. After listening to the disc over and over
again, the band’s tired sounds seem to infect you and you’ll wonder how come
these emo kids are so sad-sounding when they’re actually living the rock star
life. I loved to death Hale’s first
album (especially the single The Day You Said Goodnight) that I started to
think they’re the new Rivermaya. Well, I
guess they should minimize their whining and start to inject more energy to
their songs. After all, rock & roll
is supposed to be fun, isn’t it?    

16
Nov

Boracay Bliss

                                                             The Chronicles of a New Beginning Part II

Our
journey started in the afternoon of October 29 in Cagayan de Oro City. After buying outdoor sandals in Gaisano and a
mini-tripod in Lim Ket Kai, Dopax met us at
Picture City and we then shared dinner and beer while watching a
PBA game on the widescreen of KIS Restaurant near Big R Dopax “claimed” cousin Chris Pacana sizzled
as he spearheaded the Coca-Cola Tigers to a convincing win over the Welcoat
Dragons. A little before
7 pm, Malou and I boarded the Cebu Ferries ship bound for Cebu. Still feeling exhausted from our wedding the
day before, we slept early though not really comfortably in the vessel’s
tourist accommodation. We arrived at
Cebuthe following morning at around 6 am,
dropped by the Sto.
NiñoChurch and ate breakfast at a nearby Jollibee outlet. We then went to SM Cebu’s Traveler Lounge to
kill some time before proceeding to the Mactan International airport at around
10 am. Our SEAir
flight for Caticlan is supposedly scheduled at
12 noonbut upon checking in, we were informed that it was
postponed to
4
pm.
gaddemit! Left with no choice, we went back to SM,
checked our email and friendster accounts at Netopia, bought some necessities
at Watsons and ate lunch in a dimsum house. We’re back at the airport in the afternoon and spent an eternity waiting
for the plane to arrive. Finally we’re
on board SEAir’s DG plane at
4:30 PMand took off at about 15 minutes later. The plane is small, with a capacity of only 32 passengers plus the 3
crew. Malou situated herself by the
window and watched the late afternoon skies trying to cover the setting
sun. The flight from Cebu to Caticlan
only took about 35-40 minutes, and with it goes our P3,800++/per person ticket
(thanks God for the existence of credit cards!bwahaha!). Having made our hotel
reservation on line proved to be a smart move as the travel from Caticlan to
Boracay was really hassle-free. A hotel
designated person met us at the airport then a van took us to the wharf. It was followed by a 15-minute boat ride to
Boracay then upon arrival another person met and accompanied us in the tricycle
that took us to the hotel. We arrived at
the Patio Pacific at around
6:30 PM. Situated along the island’s main road, the
DOT accredited “Triple A” hotel is simply superb. The room is clean and spacious, with
excellent amenities, friendly staff and is only about a minute walk to Station
1’s beach front.

Frndstr2Boracay
indeed is a paradise in this side of earth. We’re fortunate to be at a hotel near Station 1 because it has the
finest and whitest sands. On our first
night, we strolled along the beach after a dinner at Cindy’s located in the D’
Mall. The sand shimmers under the
moonlight’s glow as Boracay’s nightlife abound with people enjoying the night’s
cool breeze. Coconut trees lined along
the 4-kilometer stretch beachfront and separate the establishments from the
beach area. The  place
is teeming with lots of people walking to and fro, mostly foreigners and mostly
Koreans. With canned San Mig Light and
some junk food in hand, Malou and I squatted in the sands near a bar where a
reggae band is playing some originals, Bob Marley standards and those songs
from the 50 First Dates soundtrack and Island Riddims compilation. The played so well that I first thought it
was an audio cd playing through the bar’s sound system. The following morning, we started the day
sweating out at the fitness gym then gorge on a heavy breakfast at the hotel’s Garden
Café. The use of the gym and the daily
breakfast are included in Patio Pacific’s Boracay Bliss package which costs P3,
900++ per person good for three days and two nights. With the hotel’s good food and excellent
service, accommodation and amenities, I did feel we get our money’s worth. We then went island hopping/snorkeling and
were able to see the island’s wonderful coastline, marvelous rock formations, and
world class resorts. Our first stop was
the
CrocodileIsland, named so because of its shape and not because some
crocs live there. With the snorkeling
equipment, we were able to get up close and personal with the wonderful corals
and colorful fishes, a testament to the island’s abundant marine life. We did some snorkeling again at a place
called Ilik-Ilikan and had so much fun feeding the fishes with pieces of bread. After that some “floating entrepreneurs”
tempted us to buy some souvenir items at a not-so-cheap price. We shelled out a total of 500 bucks for some
pieces of necklace, anklets and other borloloys. Our last stop was at the
Puka Shell Beach (I’m not sure if I got the name right). The sands here are not fine but granule-like,
a little brownish in color and mixed with shells and small stones. According to our guides, these are the sands
that a former president took to adorn his infamous
Boracay Mansion in Manila. Nowadays, the government prohibits the
extracting of the precious sands. We had
lunch at Tesebel Ihaw-Ihaw where we binged on the best prawn dish I’ve ever
tasted. Laced with garlic and honey
sauce, it tasted so heavenly that I didn’t mind paying its P175/serving
price. The entire island hopping
adventure costs us a little over 2,000 bucks for about three hours. Quite a sum of money spent for a short period
of time, but hey, experience like this is really priceless. In the afternoon Malou and I just hang around
the beach and watch Boracay’s glorious sunset while sipping fruit shakes from
Jhona’s. I wasted no time in taking
pictures of the hand painted skies changing colors as the setting sun took it’s
descend. From golden yellow to fireball
orange to glorious pink and purple as the night slowly falls. I was able to take some wallpaper shots of
the sailboats silhouetted by the spectacular sunset on the background. In the
early evening, we went to the Talipapa to buy some pasalubongs and ate
dinner. Then we’re off to the Club Paraw
along Station 1’s beachfront where we availed of their anniversary happy hour promo
offer–a bucket (consists of 4 bottles) of beer and a solo pizza for only P150. Boracay’s nightlife is again teeming in this
Halloween night with some babes in bikini providing a pleasant sight. The club held some sort of a scary costume
contest and we were able to take pictures with some of the contestants.  After the contest a band played some 80s
medley and at around
11 pmwe decided it was time to go back to the hotel since we will leave early the
following morning. A long day, a
relaxing night—definitely an excellent ending to this once-in-a- lifetime
adventure. Frndstr1

 

09
Nov

Today’s The Day The World Begins Again

                                                        (The Chronicles of A New Beginning -Part I)
(After being caught up in the warp of my wedding preparation, the
wedding itself and the honeymoon, I’m finally back to this blah-blah-blogging
after a not so long hiatus.  I’ve been
longing to write my thoughts about Rivermayas Isang Ugat, Isang Dugo and Hale’s Twilight but the wedding
preparation took its tool on my not so spacious mind in the two-week stretch
going to the wedding day. The experience
was so nerve-wracking and physically and emotionally draining yet very
exhilarating and extremely wonderful that I feel I just have to write it here
in the best way that I can. So with the
aid of mental and scribbled notes I’m chronicling here the days that marked the
beginning of my journey as a married man. naks!)

Oct. 28,
2006
—-This is it! My
wedding day. The D-Day of my life. Months of preparation might have prepared me
and Malou for this most important day of our lives but anxiety always gets the
better out of me. Will the ceremony be
smooth sailing? Will the reception turn
out fine? Will be there enough food for
everybody? Fortunately, everything went
on well. The entourage (including me) walked
on the aisle amidst the blooming flowers and bubbles blowing in theBlog2 air
courtesy of the wonderful decoration set up by Maam Bebot and Sir Eugene of
Valencia. Malou marched
on while Ricky Reyes splendidly rendered Ikaw
Lamang
(theme song of the movie
Dubai). I would have
wanted White Lion’s Till Death Do Us Part
while Calvin suggested Firehouse’s Love
of A Lifetime
. hehehe. The ever-lovely
Vanet was the commentator and as the ceremony went along, the nervousness I felt
before the wedding waned a bit. Anyways,
when it was all over, pictures were taken with Bobsie a.k.a .Bemboy a.k.a.
Ephraim Labial churning out those standard ballads on the background. I felt a sense of relief. I am now married. Malou is not my girlfriend anymore. She is now my wife…and my life.Blog

We hopped on the bridal car (thanks
to Rocky Emata!) and proceeded to the BSC Auditorium for the reception. The guests waited in anticipation and most
probably in hunger for it was already
past
12
noon
. After the guests settled on their chairs, the
entouraged again marched on the center aisle. Malou and I entered the venue along with the standing ovation, cheers
and applause from everybody. I felt like
a celebrity. hahaha! When we reached the
stage I was greeted by a pleasant surprise. Three-fourth of the Online band–John James Intong, Erle Redoble and
Jerome Ambrad– was there on the right side of the stage. Unknown to me, Malou secretly requested them
to perform in our wedding reception weeks before.  Minus Jongjong Romo (whom, I learned later
have another wedding commitment elsewhere), the band performed with Wally Alava,
Ghia Melendez and Ricky handling the vocal chores. The opening song was again another surprise
because it was my old composition “I’ll Never Walk Alone”. Malou have been keeping that old cassette
tape where we recorded the song years and years ago. I have long forgotten most of that song’s
lyrics because I guess it is so cheesy. But when it was performed by Online I never thought it could sound so
good that I was almost in tears. The
band gave the song a metal ballad-feel, the way I always wanted it to sound
like.

After lunch (thanks God, there
was more than enough food for everybody), the program went along smoothly.
Malou and I slow danced to “I Love The Way You Love Me” and “I Could Not Ask
For More” while earning not a few thousand bucks in the gala-gala. The cake (thanks to Ate Tingtong) was sliced
by Malou’s sis Ghia (Maid of Honor) and the champagne (bought from
Germany, courtesy of Rycel Joy Cabugwas) was popped open by my
bro Drig-Drig (Best Man). Tito Nic
Jurolan and Mommy Madi Rodriguez gave their inspiring messages while Raymond
Tiu brought the house down with an a cappella rendition of a religious song
after his speech. Betchay Amoncio and
Wally got hold of the bouquet and garter respectively. We obliged them to just simply hug each other
kay basin masuko si Peteford ug Ghia kung amo ipa-kiss. hehehe.  The biggest gift was a rice dispenser from my
officemantes in LBP Bukidnon LC Maramag Satellite Office. The smallest was a coffee set from Auntie
Lucy Bahian. All along, Ghia, Wally and
Ricky took turn in fronting the Online band who provided the live music.

Malou and I headed home after
the reception. We were both exhausted
that Malou fell asleep while I entertained my barkadas and guests who went to
our house for some drinks. After
listening to some rock classics (AC/DC, Def Leppard, Cinderella, G n’ R and the
likes) while gulping down Tanduay and Red Horse, John James, Jerome, Geremore
Clarete and I took turn in playing the acoustic guitar. It was indeed a nice way to cap a long and
wonderfully momentous day. (Next blog: The Boracay Escapade)