Monday, March 09, 2009

Eraserheads: The Final Set

Each minute was entertaining. I could barely see the stage, but we were near the big screen so it was cool.

We were near the speakers, so I got temporarily deaf in my right ear.

I'm just glad we didn't lose each other.I got tired standing but it was all worth it.

I wasn't embarrassed to dance and sing because everyone was doing it. I noticed a lot of fans having fun and it felt good. Most of them are in my age bracket as well. Oh yeah, I'm getting old.

Francis M. should have been there to sing my used-to-be work anthem "Superproxy". He will be missed. On the other hand, I think Ely justified the rap part plus the singing of "Kaleidoscope World". That gave me goosebumps.

It is one of those concerts I've attended that I won't forget. It's my first Eraserheads gig and it may as well be my last. *sniff*

The fact that they performed together is nostalgic enough. Imagine watching music icons performing live. Each song reminded me of happy and, sometimes, boring but eventful memories from my past. I never imagined those songs would trigger them and even make me remember all the lyrics. People can't help but get teary-eyed after "Ang Huling El Bimbo".

Bravo Ely, Raimund, Buddy and Marcus! =)

Sunday, March 01, 2009

The Walk

(written on February 28, 2009 | 1:43 A.M.)

I took the long way home. It was tiring but I didn't want to call it day yet. So, I walked. I passed through rowdy crowds, blaring music and tempting leisure activities. I was exploring my options. Still, I went on. I wanted my feet to take me somewhere I haven't been to before. But since I'm no expert on spontaneity, I just ended up buying a drink to rehydrate. I made a quick plan and entertained my options. It turned out, short notices don't always work out.

It was midnight. If I were a stranger watching myself at that moment, it would look like I have a destination or purpose in mind. Deep inside, I pitied myself. I found myself walking past strangers with blurred faces. I was not alone, but I felt lonely.

My legs were aching, but I moved on. My mind was racing as well. I was thinking of possibilities that may turn out untrue. I ws thinking of people who may not even spend a minute thinking about me too. Life can be unfair.

Since I wasn't brave enough to go through dark alleys, I hailed a cab. I was thinking, if I were at the same place in a different time and I had someone to walk through the dark alleys with me, I wouldn't have minded. But life has to go on. Getting in the cab, I could have gone to anywhere, but I ended up choosing familiar destination.

I'm home as I'm writing this. I'm alone in my room, but I'm feeling a certain comfort. I don't feel so lonely anymore. I'm calling it a night.