LIKE AN ADULT WITH HIGHSCHOOL GIRL ISSUES.

September 4, 2008 at 7:35 am | Filed under breaking up the girl

Love grows in me like a tumor,
parasites bent on devouring its host.
I’m developing my sense of humor,
till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth,
till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet.

Oh it’s so embarrassing
I’m this awkward and uncomprable thing,
and I’m running out of places to hide.

Now excuse me while I disappear and search for the meaning of life, love, and the best natural skin care products…or until the next PayU2Blog deadline.

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ERASERHEADS REUNION CONCERT.

September 1, 2008 at 5:44 pm | Filed under events, joyful girl, tv, movies, books, music etc

I was four-years old when the Eraserheads first came out and I didn’t start listening to them until my brother brought home a copy of Cutterpillow. Ten is too young an age to appreciate and fall in love with an odd-sounding quartet whose songs were nothing I could relate to, but Ang Huling El Bimbo captured my pre-adolescent heart.

Getting to the Eraserheards reunion concert last Saturday turned into an almost-epic adventure for Drew and I and save for a few bumps (like Drew losing his phone right when the band opened with Alapaap and my having to wrestle with a hundred people for water), it was a remarkable experience. There have been enough complaints written about how badly produced the event was; Ticketworld clearly misled us with the map of the venue they posted on the site, as there was no mention of VIP and SVIP sections. I’m sorry if I expected to get more out of the 1,300 I shelled out, really, but never the mind. It was enough to see hear live for the last time (but let’s hope not) a band whose music greatly made up the soundtrack of our formative years.

I really wish I could post some badass pictures from that night, but I have none. Instead, I shall show you how just how far (away from the stage) my monies could get me:

Shower faucets, I mean, the crowd.

I’d post the video clips I took but they’re all very Blair Witch Project, seeing that I couldn’t stop swaying, shrieking, singing, and jumping up and down.

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