tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75625043420082481612024-03-13T10:54:39.429+08:00Henrie MarieA diary of my love affair with music, photography, and fashionAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.comBlogger251125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-20096358961453495552015-02-25T13:54:00.000+08:002015-02-25T13:54:00.051+08:00On Wednesdays we wear pinkI've heard this song for the first time over the weekend on Sofar Manila, and it's been stuck in my head since. Add this to your "<i style="font-weight: bold;">songs to sing in the shower</i>", because why the hell not. It's such a fun song to rinse and lather and get all pumped up for the day to. And it's hard not to bop your head to it and smile.<br />
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Your welcome. I think. Anyway you can hear more of Reese from the Streets (get it *winks* -- also, her words, not mine) on her <b><a href="https://soundcloud.com/reeselansangan" target="_blank">soundcloud</a></b>. She also did such an awesome cover of Immy's Hide and Seek. I love her already.<br />
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The moment news broke that Tycho was coming to Manila, my feed was filled with music friends freaking out. I have never heard of them till then, and now I was scared to even look them up. Because the good ones are always worth seeing live. But after some convincing, I gave in and listened to their recent album on spotify. And it was love at first song. The first song I got to listen to was Awake, and it was glorious, and I prayed that I get to hear it live. Just when I thought the universe would never align for it, and I gave up getting to see them play their music live, I got a message from a friend saying otherwise! Turns out I will get to see them live, and I will finally hear my happy song. *cue glitters and confetti*<br />
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But of course, further affirming my belief in the universe balancing itself out, I was the genius who left her camera's memory card at home. And to be honest, the live music experience is never complete with me not being able to take photos! It turned out to be a blessing though, because with only enough camera memory for so little shots, I had more than enough time to make undocumented memories.<br />
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While a concert in a movie theatre seemed strange, in a <i>how is this going to work - how are we all going to dance with these cushy chairs in the way</i> way, it actually worked really really well. The passionate ones made a beeline to the front, moving to the beat. The movie theatre proved to be a good venue for it because the visuals on the huge screen made the entire show quite an experience.<br />
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The moment the band left the stage pre-encore, part of me was confused. Like the show cannot be over yet! I mean sure, it was late, and the show was delayed by a couple of hours, but it can't be over without them playing that one song I was looking forward to hearing. After what felt like ages, Scott returned to the stage and played what he said was a <i>remix, while the rest of the band is resting</i>. All I can remember the moment we realized it was the remix to Awake was me screaming.<br />
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The rest of the band wasted no time as they came back on stage to segue into playing Awake one more time. It was awesome. And in between thoughts of <i>oh my god this is the best concert ever</i>, and <i>oh god I am puking rainbows and confetti</i>, I was also thinking of my friend who got me a pass to the show, and <i><a href="http://indiemanila.com/post/110060572868/the-tycho-experiment-ive-never-heard-of-tycho" target="_blank">her experiment</a></i>. I recall telling her that this was the one song that I'd love for her to hear for the first time live because it was really really good.<br />
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The show ended with Elegy and I could not think of a more perfect song to end the night. Or so we thought. After the show, me and my friends decided to stay a bit longer to regroup, catch up, and collectively relive the show that just ended. Next thing we notice was Scott emerging from backstage to chat and take photos with everyone who stayed behind.<br />
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It was so awesome and surreal to meet them and chat a little. Part of me is hoping I didn't look too weird as I said thank you for them playing two versions of Awake that night, because seriously, my entire month has been made after that. And I say that in the sea of glitters and confetti I may have puked the entire night. It was awesome.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Many many thanks to Bel of <b><u><a href="http://indiemanila.com/" target="_blank">Indie Manila</a></u></b> for making this happen! <!--3--></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-48356021010462356372015-02-05T20:00:00.000+08:002015-02-06T11:31:15.909+08:00These are the days that binds usIn this series of overdue posts, I figured why not do a <i>throwback Thursday</i> of the first concert I went to this year? Because a concert on the first working day of the year is <i style="font-weight: bold;">awesome</i>.<br />
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I wasn't expecting myself to be surrounded by <i>bagets</i><b> </b>that night, which is a bit weird. Like everyone around you has 934% more energy and feelings to spare than you for the next three hours, and my back was starting to ache before the band could even get up on stage. But as soon as the lights went out and Bad Blood started playing I kind of forgot about that and went on full on concert survival mode. There was no doubt that Manila, quite possibly has the most passionate fans. And maybe a bunch that is also over eager to document everything on their devices, because there was not a single moment that night where a gadget was not raised. We've all waited years for this moment anyway. Bastille was flawless all night that the long wait for the show to start was worth it.<br />
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Once that was done, my friend and I moved to the back of the venue, which was massive. You see a very crowded cluster of people squeezing close to the stage, and then a wide wide space for the rest of us to lie and roll on the floor, or just run around if we want to. Which was exactly what Dan din during <i>Flaws</i>. After a few seconds of debating in my head on whether or not I join in on the madness, I sprinted towards where he was, bodyguards and all (even got bumped by one of the bouncers). It was only last week that I discovered this gem.<br />
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It was utter chaos, so I decided to go to the barricade near the side of the stage with a group of other people and tried to reach out to Dan as he made his way back. We all tried to high five him. We all failed. And it was the cutest thing. Well, second cutest. Because how could we all forget them wearing those bunny ears on stage?<br />
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My friends and I reunited at the back for the encore, where we've got more room to dance to <i>Of the Night</i>, and <i>Pompeii</i>.<br />
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This was the first time I heard <i style="font-weight: bold;">Dearest</i> perform, and it was love at first note. Got to chat with their vocalist, Jackie, while charging our phones. I may have fangirled a bit. But seriously, they are so good. I hope they win Wanderband because I'd love to see them play on a bigger stage. <3 nbsp="" p=""><div style="text-align: center;">
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One of my favorite local acts, <i style="font-weight: bold;">Moonwlk</i>, played next. It was like my birthday coming in early because I've always wanted to hear them play acoustic. Wish granted. This is one of my favorite songs off their album. So glad I got a copy of it via their facebook, because I can't seem to catch their gigs last year.<br />
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<b>Barbie Almalbis</b> closed the event by playing songs off her new album, and took a few requests after we all started chanting for more. So happy to hear Fireworman and Money For Food live. Such sweet sweet nostalgia.<br />
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I know I keep saying this, but seriously, nothing compares to hearing good music live. I'm not sure if it's the sound system, or my mid-level headphones I own, or just the energy at gigs, but good music is best heard live. If there's anything I'm most excited about, it's that. But I'm yet to go to my first gig this year. Missed a really good one this month.<br />
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</3>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-28918726581171418122015-01-19T16:16:00.000+08:002015-01-19T16:16:13.771+08:00Ro-ohh-llercoasterMade a hasty blog post before the year ended, trying to sum up how my 2014 was, and failed. So here's a <i>do-over</i>. The year started out terribly. So bad that making it to today is a victory. At some point during the year though, defeat turned to anger, anger turned to fire, and fire turned into something positive, and things changed from that point. So here are some of my favorite moments of 2014.<br />
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<b><i>my first SoFar show</i></b><br />
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You kind of have to experience it, to get it. I had no idea who the artists performing were, or how they sounded like, and I was blown away. It was awesome that I got to volunteer at this show too, met new people, and made new friends.<br />
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<b><i>when my birthday came early</i></b><br />
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If it isn't obvious yet, I <i>loooooooooove</i> music. I went on an online shopping spree (not really), and my pre-order for <i>tide/edit</i>'s album arrived a day before my order for <i>moonwlk</i>'s album got delivered to the office. That sheer joy of albums arriving at your door in the middle of the day is all you need sometimes, to break monotony. Also, I love them, and their music is awesome.<br />
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What are the chances that the only band I came to see that day would get my neon necklace, wear it, and then get their setlist after the show? It honestly never happens. That entire night was awesome. It really was what I needed that time.<br />
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<b><i>my first meet and greet</i></b><br />
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It is so bittersweet that my first meet and greet would be the last time I'm seeing these guys as a band. Even worse is that their last show fell on my birthday. But they were the kindest, most gracious people I have ever met. And for someone you look up to to compliment your work, is just surreal. To top it all off, my blog account of it made it to <i>PULP Magazine</i>'s Anberlin issue.<br />
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Still think it's crazy. I promised myself that one day my work will be in those walls, the same building that showed some of the most amazing artists in the world. But I wasn't expecting it to happen the way it did, and with something that was outside what I normally do.<br />
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It was the first gig I've ever gone to without bringing a camera, and the experience was weird. Seeing <i>moonwlk</i> perform an acoustic set was a dream come true. I've only seen photos of it before, and I've always wished I'd have a chance to do so. It was amazing. The thrill of hearing amazing artists live for the first time is always something I cherish. There really is nothing like it.<br />
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<b><i>meeting Chvrches for my birthday</i></b><br />
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Maybe it's my pity caption on vybe's instagram contest that did it. Maybe it was just sheer luck. Either way, meeting the band, showing them my work, and hearing Martin go <i>Oi!</i> was the best thing. I also had a great time at their show. It was awesome.<br />
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Never really thought I'd get the chance to do something like this in my lifetime. Although I've always wanted to. I've even made it my motivation to lose weight. Obviously that hasn't worked out. But it's bound to work now because man was the experience insane. I loved every second of it. The chance to photograph musicians up close, and see (and photograph) the legendary Pepe Smith one more time is something I will never forget. Neither will the body pain I took days to recover from. But it was all worth it. I would do it again in a heartbeat. Just need to physically prepare for it. lol<br />
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If there was anything that I've learned from 2014, it's that there are some things worth fighting for. Dreams are worth fighting for. Sometimes battles come unexpected, but if you've got the will and the heart, things are going to work out. And also that it's okay to break down and feel like shit from time to time. It's good motivation to kick ass next time. Now that that's out, I am once again optimistic of the new year. So many ideas, so many plans, so many bands to see live, and so much good music to dive through. Like my pile of unread books collecting dust, I have a pile of albums collecting digital dust, dying to be heard. Now I could just stop being sick for a week or two.<br />
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Everytime I fall in love with an artist I hear on <i>Neon Gold</i>, my heart breaks a little knowing that the chances of them ever coming to Manila are close to <i>nope</i>. So the moment news broke out that <b>Chvrches</b> would be coming to Manila was like the heavens opening with angels coming down singing to the glorious tune of <i>YES, YOUR PRAYERS ARE ANSWERED THIS TIME</i>. And just when I thought it couldn't get any better, their show falls right smack on my birthday! I have never had a birthday this great in years! I've had a series of pretty good birthdays since 2009, but this was the first time I had something to be truly excited about months before it even happens. What's even better is that two of my favorite local acts are opening for them! I haven't seen <b>Brisom</b> in months and trust me, I've been raving about them while we were in line. People need to hear their music because it's really really good. And then this happened:</div>
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Honestly, I joined for the lols. I had zero faith I'd win because I join a lot of these raffle contests and I <i style="font-weight: bold;">have never ever won anything</i> out of it. Except this one time, when it really really matters!!! I guess not all my <i>what ifs</i> lead to nowhere. I cannot thank <b>vybe</b> enough for this.<br />
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I made a Chvrches glow in the dark shirt a couple of months back to wear for the concert, but that meet and greet pass changed everything. I wanted to make one from either We Sink, or Under the Tide -- two of my favorites off their album. And then the stars aligned when my <b>We Sink</b> design made it to print in time for the concert, because that also<i> never happens</i>. My dad is the sweetest, staying up late to get it done, and then skipping his meeting the morning after because "<i>hey, wouldn't it be awesome if they got shirts too</i>"? Handed the shirts myself to the band, and I swear to God, Martin getting with that accent of his saying "<i>Oi! She got us shirts!"</i> in that sweet excited tone, passing the rest to Lauren and Iain, made my heart burst. I forgot all 500 things I wanted to say. Like I've been a fan since hearing <b>Lies</b> on <b><i>Neon Gold</i></b>, and how it's so surreal that they're finally here. They were the sweetest as I mentioned that I was so stoked they're playing on my birthday. I wish I had the courage to ask for a hug because I have so much love to give, but there is only so much internal freaking out that I could handle.<br />
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After the meet and greet, we were led back outside where the line of people eager to see them has already grown. Thank goodness for friends who were with us early, we ended up closest to the front of the line. After the strangely long wait, the doors have finally opened and the Hunger Games has begun! Not really, but the rush of people going in, making the fact that we were there at 3pm near-useless, made it feel kinda like it. Unleash your inner Katniss. Or Hulk. Your choice.<br />
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Turns out we were the lucky ones who got to catch and cheer for all three opening acts. It's pretty cool that people were screaming <i style="font-weight: bold;">mooooooooooooorrrrreeeeeee!!!</i> at them, because hearing three of what was supposed to be five songs, is honestly not enough. After catching <b>Autotelic</b>'s gigs at Saguijo and Route 196 for some time, it was awesome to see them open for one of my favorite foreign acts. They are so good live.<br />
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As soon as the lights went out and the first few notes of <b>We Sink</b> started playing, the crowd went nuts. The moment we've all been waiting years for has finally begun.<br />
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The entire night was a blur of great music, screaming, and dancing. On top of the hugs I shared with randos who are now friends. We were all <strike>singing</strike> <i>screaming </i>every word off every song <b>on key</b> which is pretty impressive, considering we were all fan girling and flailing like hell.<br />
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It was so cool being a few feet away from the stage trying to take everything from the glorious lighting to Lauren's moves, to the smiles across the band's faces.<br />
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I was most excited to hear <b>Under The Tide</b>, since it's the most upbeat track in their album. And true enough we all went crazy jumping and dancing all through out the end of the song. I tried taking pictures, but gave up quickly because it's impossible to dance and jump to a song you really really like, while trying to take a decent photo and video of it.</div>
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During their set, Lauren mentioned getting a lot of "<i>huhuhu</i>s" when they announced their Manila show, and thought it was a bad thing, and then added <i>"they explained it to us so that's all cleared up now" </i>or something like that. It was adorable.<br />
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And in the sea of people on the right side of the hall screaming <i>Martiiiiiiiinnnn!!!</i>, I screamed <i>BEST BIRTHDAY EVEEEEEERRRRR!!!!</i> and noticed him smile. Maybe it was that, or I just had incredible timing. Either way, allow me to claim that please. Because it easily is one of the best birthdays I've ever had in my life.<br />
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Finally they were down to their last song, something that was greeted by the entire crowd screaming <i style="font-weight: bold;">NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!</i>. Which is <i>flattering but also really scary, </i>as Lauren put it, considering they were on the receiving end of it on a stage, surrounded by a huge crowd.<br />
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These are the final days of Anberlin. Back in August, I did a little post about Anberlin's final show in Manila in an effort to "heal". I've dealt with and breakup rumors before, and even witnessed one of my favorite bands break up before, but I've never experienced one where I am still so attached to them. It's great to see that they are parting ways as friends, unlike most band breakups. And I think it's incredibly kind of them to go out with one last album and a final tour. </div>
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Someday when this hurts much less, I'll be looking back at the memories of their shows with a huge smile on my face. Their final show was so incredible, that even now, I still can't help but smile when I think of it. The last thing I expected was for people to read my post about it, and the man behind PULP Magazine himself would read it and love it enough to want to run it on the magazine!</div>
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It's like making Anberlin's part in my life even more tangible. So before this month ends, please do grab a copy of the magazine. Not just because I'm in it, but because they did a really beautiful layout for Anberlin's concert recap. It's also incredible to be part of an issue that features really cool local bands: tide/edit, The Buildings, and False Apart. I feel like I'm saling kitkit in this issue but I'll take the whole lot of it. Thank you to Sir Vernon and the rest of the people behind Pulp! Maybe one day PULP will adopt me? *wink wink*</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">There have been a LOT of amazing things happening this month that it's almost terrifying. Anyway, sometime ago a little artwork of mine has made it to Japan for the Earth Manual Project. A couple of' years ago, Ayala Museum did a little project and invited people to submit their art under this slogan: <i style="font-weight: bold;">The Filipino Spirit is Waterproof</i>. It seemed like a great idea to jump in and try my had at illustrating something for it. The last thing I was expecting was for it to be a part of an exhibit!</span><br />
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Ever since getting into calligraphy months ago, I knew at some point I was going to get my hands dirty (literally) on hand lettering. I've always struggled with it, yet for some reason, my normal handwriting is pretty good. Drawing letters though, is an entirely different story. This is the very reason why I dove into calligraphy first.<br />
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I knew at some point I had to face my biggest frustration and learn <i style="font-weight: bold;">Hand Lettering</i>. So the moment <i style="font-weight: bold;">Serious Studio</i> posted on instagram that they were having workshops, I signed up right away.<br />
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I always suffer from mild instagram envy when I see posts on my feed that show some really cool lettering. Like why can't I make even my most imperfect efforts at lettering look adorable? *weeps*<br />
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The workshop was held at Edsa BDG, or as I'd like to call it, a coffee lover's heaven on earth. The place smelled like bliss. One more reason why I'm excited that my workstation is mobile now. One of these days I'm coming back for their coffee. Even if it means commuting for an hour and a half on a Sunday.<br />
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HenriAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-10891976964332183532014-10-26T15:22:00.001+08:002014-10-26T15:22:21.742+08:00Errand daysI always have a love-hate relationship with errand days. Mostly for the horrendous traffic situation. And I'm not even talking about the rush hour traffic. What I do love about it though, is a chance to be away from my computer (and the internet) for a day, and taking random photos from the car.<br />
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Ever since launching <i style="font-weight: bold;">Fandom Capital</i>, I've found myself going out more. Which is a great thing. I'm learning more than I ever expected about things I never really thought concerns me. Like types of paint and the creative possibilities that comes with it.<br />
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Now that the holidays are coming fast, I'm trying to ease up on running errands myself. Being on the road for eight hours of bad traffic makes me car sick. But at least I get to take photos.<br />
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It's been a while since I've been to a gig. Months even! So when I saw the lineup for the Saturday leg of Revolver's 10th anniversary, I knew I had to move mountains and pray for a miracle because I will not miss it. Looking back it wasn't the best idea, having a night out with a rush project hanging over my head, but I figured, dammit, I'm working myself to the bone till November, I deserve one night of happiness. (Melodramatic, no?) Also, it doesn't happen very often that the bands playing in one night is just two acts short of my dream lineup.<br />
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It was in Saguijo that I experienced going to a gig alone for the first time, so it's pretty awesome that though I still show up alone, I end up bumping into friends and familiar faces. And the possibility of making a new friend or two.<br />
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I ran a bit late and I was so worried I wouldn't be able to catch Taken by Cars and Cheats! But I was so glad I arrived just in time for them and only missed the first band.<br />
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Moonwlk is probably the band in the lineup that I haven't seen in ages! But they were exactly as fun as I remembered.<br />
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Ended the night with Flying Ipis. Finally the stars have aligned, and I get to catch them at one of their Makati gigs.<br />
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I've also had the pleasure of hearing The Buildings and She's Only Sixteen for the first time. These are nights I wish I could experience more often, to be honest. But ber-months also mean cray-months.<br />
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Break ups are never easy. And news of your favorite band breaking up is NOT the best piece of news to get when starting your day. So when I heard that Anberlin was breaking up early this year, I've gone through the whole seven stages of grief and back in a span of five minutes. But unlike most bands that announce breakups, they do it with a different kind of bang. A final album, and a farewell tour. It didn't take long for me to tweet them to come back. And they did!<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>FAIR WARNING: </b><i> LONG ASS SENTI POST. THIS IS THE FIRST REAL BAND BREAKUP I'M GOING THOUGH, AND IT DOES NOT FEEL VERY NICE. AT ALL. KTHX</i></span><br />
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My love affair with the music of Anberlin is a very short one. It started months after their first show in Manila. Which I didn't get to go to. I fell in love with <b>Retrace</b> and <b>Take Me As You Found Me</b> the moment I heard them on the radio, and although I missed their first Manila show, I'm glad I got to catch them when they performed at Bazooka Rocks last year.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>If life had background music playing your song -- I’ve got to be honest, I tried to escape you but the orchestra plays on</i></span></h4>
I have a tendency to get attached to the people behind the songs that play a huge part in my life. I don't know about most people, but I do have a "soundtrack of my life" thing going on. Songs act as a <i>bookmark</i> of sorts. Like when you hear it you're reminded of a specific moment or period in your life. Some worth reliving, others not so much. This year has been an emotional roller coaster for me and <b>Unwinding Cable Car</b> and <b>*(fin)</b> were two of the songs that I've held on to. So it was no question for me to want to meet them on their last show.<br />
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My friend and I lined up for the Pulp Royalty queue, and it wasn't too long till we started making new friends. We were even singing along to their soundcheck! Lots of pictures were taken, my friends even left video messages for the band. The moment we were told to that we could go in to meet them, I was shaking. Yet the moment I stepped into the venue I felt strangely calm. Finally meeting them was a dream. They were the most gracious, down to earth people on that level of success that I have ever met. I wanted to thank them for their music, and how much it helped me cope, but all I managed to say when I did was <i>thank you for coming back, </i>and hugging them. I didn't want to cry, I have asthma, sue me.<br />
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When it was time for them to hang a bit and sign stuff, I showed Stephen <a href="http://henriemarie.blogspot.com/2013/08/this-is-correlation-of-salvation-and.html" target="_blank">a photo I took of them from last year</a> that he reposted, and the way he lit up and said "<i style="font-weight: bold;">Wow, that was you?</i>", and the words he said after that, I swear even I am impressed at how chill I was the entire time. It was one of my favorite photos from all the shows I've gone to last year, and one with a good story too. Just seeing and hearing how much he liked it makes my heart want to burst.<br />
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Stephen, Deon, Nate, Joseph, and Christian were all so warm and friendly, it felt a lot like I was just about to watch my friends play a small gig. Christian even told us what happened to his nose on their Singapore show. And it looks mighty painful. Then it was time for them to head backstage and get ready for the show. Suddenly Stephen comes back, takes off his shirt, and hands it to <i><strike>Sharpie guy (sorry, I am <b>terrible</b> with names)</strike></i> Bobby (one of the guys in line with us). We then made our way back to the barricades and waited for the show to begin. The wait was bittersweet. We were swapping stories and singing random songs. We wanted the show to begin already, and to wait just a little bit longer, all at the same time. It's that thought that the moment the lights go out and the band starts playing, that's it. The beginning of the end. And this was something we knew was coming but didn't want to.<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">Ground is shaking underneath, now that you’re here. Body’s skipping beats when you appear. The world is on fire, since you’ve come here. All I ever desired is here with me. <b>You’re here with me.</b></span></i></h4>
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After what felt like forever the lights go out and the moment they started playing, the screams were deafening. <b>EVERYONE </b>was screaming. It was electric. Recorders and hands were all up, and some even jumping to the beat at the same time. And the ground literrally shook to the beat. Every break between songs, people would scream and chant "<b>Anberlin!</b>" in unison. Because no one in their right mind would want to see their favorite band break up. And it bears repeating: I have never seen a band be this gracious in my life. Every second of their show was bittersweet. The way the crowd screamed/sang every word of every song was nothing short of a cry to please don't break up. There was not a single song where the crowd stopped singing or jumping along. I let lose at <i><b>Someone Anyone</b> </i>at the barricades. It turned out to be a good thing that I brought a small camera with me that night. To be honest I can't even recall at which point they started singing songs off the <i style="font-weight: bold;">dream setlist</i> that we requested, because at that moment, and even looking back, we could not have had a better setlist. Their entire setlist <i style="font-weight: bold;">was the dream setlist</i>. We went nuts at <i style="font-weight: bold;">Breaking</i>, because our hearts were literally breaking the entire time. <i>Hugot</i>.<br />
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I remember Stephen asking us a bunch of times to lose our voices tonight. Not that it needed asking. But I'm sure that everybody at some point during <i style="font-weight: bold;">Dismantle/Repair</i> lost their voices, while fists were raised up high. And it did not stop all though out <i style="font-weight: bold;">The Resistance </i>and <i style="font-weight: bold;">Godspeed</i>. The moment <i style="font-weight: bold;">Feel Good Drag</i> began, so did the scream-along. May have lost my dignity at some point during the beginning by dancing like no one is watching. It felt great. Then, with little warning Stephen goes down the stage and up the barricades, right where we were! Not gonna lie, a <b>huge</b> part of me was praying for a crowd surf. It didn't happen. Instead, we at the barricades were multi tasking by rocking out and holding on to his legs to make sure he doesn't fall. The mic drop at the end of the song was priceless. I will forever look back at that moment smiling while saying <i>yaaaassssss!</i><br />
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At some point at that mic drop I knew they would be down to their last song. Everyone was screaming and chanting <i style="font-weight: bold;">Anberlin! Anberlin!</i> When the lights went out and they walked off-stage. We wanted them back. Maybe play another set? I don't know how long it was till they got back on stage, thanking the crowd for coming to their final show. As the first few notes of <i style="font-weight: bold;">*(fin)</i> played, I thought that was it. I'd be that girl bawling at the barricades. One hand clutching my friend's hand, the other on my face. I found a distraction and focused on their final song. They weaved words off <b><i>Harbringer</i></b> in the end. I didn't get to take a video of it though, but at least I had something.<br />
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I cannot thank Anberlin, and the people behind PULP enough for bringing them back. You were all so incredible on stage. This is definitely one of those moments I would always look back to with great fondness. The whole night couldn't have been more perfect. Godspeed, Christian, Joseph, Deon, Nate, Stephen. Thank you for the music and the people we've become friends with through it. Your music will live forever in us.<br />
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Been reading and re-reading this post for a while now. Figured we could all cope together this playlist. I've had their entire discography on repeat for weeks now, and have, since this Saturday focused on this. So here you guys go. Best listened to with a box of tissues handy, and maybe a really soft and warm blanket, and a tub of ice cream.<br />
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There's always something that makes people feel special when they're part of something "exclusive" or "top secret". Like we're one of the chosen few. The lucky ones. And nothing piques a music lover's interest more than the words "intimate secret show". While most of us would decide to go to a show, or a gig, based on who's playing, imagine going to a show with zero knowledge of the lineup, and only finding out where the show will be three days before the show.<br />
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That night we were treated to music from BP Valenzuela, Toni B., and Japsuki. It was a nice change of pace to watch an intimate acoustic gig. Something that reminds me of the early days of MTV Unplugged where we all sit comfortably on the floor, and the artists just a few feet from you, with their guitars and box drums seated on couches and bar stools. Except this time <b>I'm</b> one of those people seated on the floor, a few feet away from the artists. Which is awesome. Sofar removes the usual hassles of watching gigs where you smell like yosi and people scream profanities to songs they like.<br />
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At the end of the gig, a hat is passed around for attendees to contribute any amout to ensure that shows like these continue. Sofar is <b>100% non-profit</b>, and getting invites to their shows is free, so really, why not skip a helping of your regular <i>Starbucks</i> and donate to keep it going, right? Had a lot of fun during their July show and I was so bummed I missed their August show. But hey, there's next month to look forward to!<br />
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For more information on Sofar Sounds, and find out how you can get an invite on their next show, check out their <b><u><a href="http://www.sofarsounds.com/" target="_blank">website</a></u></b>, <b><u><a href="http://www.facebook.com/SofarMNL" target="_blank">Sofar Manila faceboook page</a></u></b>, and subscribe to their mailing list.<br />
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Bazooka Rocks Fest has become now become a personal annual tradition. This year, they raised the stakes and made it a two day rock music extravaganza you have to physically prepare yourself for. I was one of the lucky ones who got discounted two day tickets back in June. The lineup for <b>day one</b> alone makes the ticket price worth it.<br />
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The entire month of August was a roller coaster for me, and as the date drew near, a part of me wanted to sit this one out. Mostly because I wanted to see (and meet!) Anberlin on the 13th, and I could use the extra cash for Pulp Royalty. But I am so happy I didn't sit this one out because the universe finally eased up on me. I was so sleep deprived for weeks so I decided that we show up in time for the last two acts for <b>day one</b>. After all, the band I really wanted to see was <b>The Used</b>.<br />
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We arrived just in time for <b>Saves the Day</b> and <b>Taking Back Sunday</b>, which was awesome. I was really looking forward to hearing <b>Make Damn Sure</b> live, so after a very quick dinner, we made our way back to the pit just in time to rock out to it.<br />
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Finally, the band I've waited months to see! I was a bit bummed that <b>The Used</b> didn't play <i>El-Oh-Vee-Ee</i>, but man was their set fun. We were a row away from the barricades on the left side of the runway, so close to Bert McCracken. In between his set, I made my cousin toss one of my glow stick necklaces which he took and wore as a crown for a very short while, before tossing it to the other side of the stage. <i style="font-weight: bold;">Bert, why you no keep it</i>. It was so nice of the people around me to lol as I screamed<i> "Noooo why you give it awayyyy?!"</i>. I am a walking meme.<br />
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During their set Bert asked the crowd to make a massive circle pit, and even do a wall of death. Because what would a rock show be without it? And what rocker's life would be complete without experiencing it at least once, right?<br />
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<b>The Used</b> made one very lucky fan happy by singing her <i>Happy Birthday</i> during the encore before slowing things down and did <b>On My Own</b>. They closed the show with an insane mashup of <b>A Box Full of Sharp Objects</b>, and <b>Rage Against The Machine</b>'s <b>Killing In The Name</b>. It was golden!<br />
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At the end of their set, I had zero hope of taking anything home but the thought of Bert wearing something of mine. That was until we joined a group of people asking for their setlist. And just when everybody gave up and left, my cousin spotted one of the stage crew who was holding on to it and begged with me to just give it up. And he did. He handed the folded setlist, neon duct tape and all to us, before asking us to give us some sort of monetary exchange for it. I get that that little piece of paper has great value to people who love the band, but I refuse to pay for something that wasn't meant to be sold in the first place. After squealing <i>thank you</i> to him repeatedly, I silently screamed running as far away from them. Because no, I won't pay for that setlist. The same way I refuse to buy those guitar picks <b>Jared Leto</b> asked the crew to give away after their show. <b>You do not sell things that were explicitly meant to be given away.</b> The short of it all is that <b>day one</b> alone was eventful. Even my baby cousin got a free shirt that was tossed to the crowd.<br />
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All the excitement off the first day made me extremely sleep deprived for <b>day two</b>. I felt a migraine coming, and my body was sore, and all I really wanted to do was curl up in bed and sleep. Obviously, I was not prepared to rock out for two days. Something I fondly call <i style="font-weight: bold;">"being too old for this sh*t"</i>. So after rolling myself out of bed and grudgingly put on my uniform of black shirt-jeans-and-boots combo, we took a proper cab ride back to SMX. I can't believe we were early enough to miss just two bands off the lineup. Also, as it turns out, arriving early meant you get the zombie experience walking into the venue. Honestly, I am too sleep deprived to be semi-attacked by strangers in costume so I turned my phone's flashlight on to see where we were going and avoid stepping on any zombie waiting to attack us from below.<br />
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We got there during <b>Gracenote</b>'s set still too groggy to join the pit, so we went around to look for my cousin's friend and get some ice cream. It was funny seeing people who were obviously present the night before randomly sprawled out on the floor, some on bean bags and even those inflatable couches, all recharging for the bands playing next. We even saw this girl half asleep on one of the couches raise her hand doing a rock sign when <b>Chicosci</b> started playing. It's been years since I last saw them live. And by years, I mean <b>Fall Out Boy</b>'s first show at Araneta where they were the opening act. It was pretty awesome when during their set, while Miggy was working the crowd, Mong (who we met the night before) points out to us, the girls on the side of the stage eating ice cream. Because we are great multi taskers who will internally rock out to a good band while getting some sugar. <i>Wala lang, it's a cool story to tell</i>. Also, I was so happy with their set. It's been a while since I heard <b>Diamond Shotgun</b>, and it was great hearing <b>Raspberry Girl</b> live.<br />
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I was looking forward to watching <b>Echosmith</b> play again, so I went with the local <i>Echobabies. </i>I didn't realize it meant me watching <b>Coldrain </b>at a safe distance from the mosh pit. <i>The thirst is real</i>, as I look longingly at the circle pit. But seriously, I can't believe I never even bothered to listen to their music before Bazooka Rocks because they were <b><i>crazy </i></b><i style="font-weight: bold;">awesome</i>.<br />
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Finally, it was time. Despite me thinking they were a mismatch for a rock fest filled with screaming punk rock bands, <b>Echosmith</b> gave a fantastic performance of their songs, and even did some memorable covers! Honestly, they are as kind as they are insanely talented.<br />
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I'm so happy to have heard my favorites: <i style="font-weight: bold;">Bright</i>, and <i style="font-weight: bold;">Tell Her You Love Her</i> live. I was hoping to hear <b>Up To You</b> and <b>Surround You</b> too, but things like that happen all the time. They performed crowd favorites: <b>Cool Kids </b>and <b>Come Together</b>. But I have to say, closing their show with <b>Nothing's Wrong</b> was insane. Especially when Sydney brought her drums to the end of the runway and worked her magic. I apologize for the crap photos of it. Hashtag short girl problems.<br />
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Honestly, I was ready to call it a day after their set. I was so exhausted and my soul was so full I don't think I could coherently process the bands playing after them. But it would be a waste to haul ass and go all this way without catching the next three bands.<br />
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And so I reunited with my friends to catch them. I'm really liking the whole "<i>okay I'll go stay</i>" trend going on because man were <b>The Summer Set</b>, <b>We Are The In Crowd</b>, and <b>You Me At Six</b> crazy awesome. I had fun awkwardly dancing and jumping along with the crowd. It's awkward because I don't know any of their songs, lol.<br />
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And how can will I ever forget <b>The Summer Set</b>'s <b>AMAZING DRUMMER</b>. I swear, it was insane. I am now getting their albums just to hear her glorious beats on repeat. Sadly, my legs can take no more of the jumping and dancing and moshing that I had to call quits after half of <b>You Me At Six</b>'s set. Which was such a shame, because things just got even better when I left. Hassle.<br />
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I woke up with the worst case of <i>post -<b>Bazooka Rocks</b> depression</i> mixed with rage for being awake at seven in the morning (after sleeping at three am). I don't understand how someone who is always so angry to be awake so early ever manage to be a "morning person".<br />
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All these years of going to gigs and concerts on a what <i>seems a lot like a regular basis</i> meant never really being alone in the crowd. It was great bumping into familiar faces and friends, and even meeting and making new friends.<br />
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HenriAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-67871840849071756462014-08-20T17:13:00.001+08:002014-08-20T17:14:19.034+08:00There and back again. Again.I knew it was a bad idea to move to tumblr before I even went on with it. Something about that place that makes me lazier (than usual) to blog! At least I exercised great discipline and only hit the reblog button twice. Quite proud of myself for it. Anyway, welcome to my breaker post. I'm working on getting back on track with blogging, as there's so much to share from my nth blogging hiatus.<br />
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<b><a href="http://instagram.com/henrivillegas" target="_blank">Instagram</a></b> has been my visual diary of sorts for a while, although I don't really update that too often. I'm excited to blog about all the gigs I've gone to and current ear candies! Getting to those soon. Let the series of throwback posts begin!<br />
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I'm back from a not so quick hiatus, bringing some news. Will be leaving this space for a while and return to <b><u><a href="http://henrivillegas.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">tumblr</a></u></b>. Which has now been made sort of clean and pretty. It's a new day, it's a new age, and maybe it'll work out this time.<br />
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HenriAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-1602104408527956932014-03-06T10:40:00.000+08:002014-03-06T10:42:54.785+08:00I Love Summertime Sadness<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">Back from my little disappearing act from the interwebs, I've rekindled my fondness of remixes and edm. All while internally cringing in shame at how my preferences have gone from pre-trend to on-trend on the far end of the bandwagon. I guess my inner hipster is more than well and alive. *internally cringes mid-dance*</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">I've been having the case of the pre-summertime sadness, and drastic measures were taken. My instagram, unfortunately, being a casualty of sorts. But now that I'm back, I'm trying to recall the 100 something people I've followed on there. If you have a taste for a bunch of random images, or have some must follow instagrammers on your list, you can go <b><a href="http://instagram.com/henrivillegas" target="_blank">follow or tag me here</a></b>.</span><br />
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HenriAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-85058786608899405422014-01-30T07:22:00.001+08:002014-01-30T07:22:29.420+08:00Ain't It FunWe're about 16 days away from the anniversary of Paramore's last show in Manila! I can't believe it's been THAT long. Anyway, today I woke up earlier than usual to get some work done and found out their new music video is out!<br />
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File this under videos to watch when sad. Because seeing them have a kick out of breaking records (world records and actual vinyl records) is so much fun. Makes my heart glow. There's so much to do today, but I just can't not blog about this video.<br />
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HenriAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-81805994754170140682014-01-27T15:31:00.000+08:002014-01-27T18:40:22.353+08:00Happy tattoo day, Flying Ipis!First band I get to watch this year, also happens to be the last local band I got to see last year. I just realized this yesterday. Last show I got to see was Metric. Right before the mandatory house arrest. Thanks asthma! Anyway, I've been dying to go see bands again, so this was a great start for 2014. And I arrived just in time to catch Flying Ipis already playing! *insert mini panic attack*<br />
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This was my first time at Ronac Art Center, and I was expecting it to be this huge space filled with architectural goodness. But no. It was a small gorgeous space that looks good at every angle. Makes sense that a lot of engagement shoots are also done here.<br />
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Except for that part where one of the artists was coloring the bolt in and I could see about five needles simultaneously sinking in. I'm not exactly fond of needles, so that part was pretty terrifying. But the results look worth facing my fear of needles, no?<br />
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I also got my second copy of their album (which honestly, I've never really done before. But then again, I've never had someone get my first copy before), and a Flying Ipis shirt! Got all kilig to have mine signed. Finally. <i>Promise, nahiya ako </i>to ask. But we're all there, and I have my silver marker with me.<br />
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But it was super nice of them to sign it. It was a great chill afternoon of good music, new people, and me watching people get inked. Nice chill start for the year. Thank you and congratulations Flying Ipis!<br />
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HenriAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-62407787496091539982014-01-20T14:37:00.001+08:002014-01-20T14:37:47.770+08:00Music Monday: January LSSFinally, I am out of the woods and am good to go album shopping! First album acquired this year? Icona Pop. Which was completely random. But then again, I was out the day before and every store I went to played either All Night or Girlfriend. More up my alley is Echosmith though. And I can't believe they're so young! Their album Talking Dreams is a worthy one to have. Every track is such a joy to listen to. Also in this playlist is Sandwich's video for New Romancer. One of my favorite tracks off Fat, Salt, and Flame. Go get it if you haven't. Below's the rest of what's been on repeat in my iTunes for the last few weeks.<br />
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HenriAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-74204059231638908882014-01-17T14:21:00.001+08:002014-01-17T14:21:47.961+08:00The final year<div style="text-align: center;">
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Not exactly the best news, when I got to my station at the office this morning. This is probably why there are some people who live by one rule: <b>Don't get attached</b>. I think I just went through the seven stages of grief in one day. It's never easy hearing one of your favorite bands, who means so much to you, break up. I hope I get to see them again. One last time. Thanks for the music. Thanks for the memories. Always will be a fan, even after the end.<br />
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After so many years of struggling at looking properly presentable, I have cracked the code. When in doubt, pick a style muse. My first style muse was Emmanuelle Alt. Because I am the kind of person that just can't be bothered with too many things. And I just was never the girl who cared too much about clothes. I just want to look nice. Like "shirt, jeans and sneakers" nice. So it made sense to pattern my style on rockstars. There's just something about people in rock music and their style choices that really draws me in.<br />
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The moment I came into my own style was the moment my closet turned black and gray. I'm also starting to have a thing for fringe. This year, I'm on the hunt for proper fringed things. Fringe and sequins is very Emily Haines, if you ask me. And while I tried (and quite possibly failed) to channel her as I went to Metric's show in Manila last month, every day's a new day to maybe try again.<br />
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With my closet being monochromatic and all, I've decided to add some color to it by having some leopard print pieces. I got a leopard print pencil skirt from Forever 21 over the holidays, that I just want to use everyday. Early this week I also got a pair of ankle boots (that still needs some fixing). I'm still looking for more excuses to wear them since I rarely wear heels these days. But the leopard print lining was just hard to say no to.<br />
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Every year I make charts to track the songs, artists, and albums I've listened to the most. In the three years I've been doing this, I've noticed that concert tours play a major role in boosting plays in my itunes. That, and my favorite bands releasing a new album! If 2013 were a song, it would be Up In The Air. For the sheer insanity that was 2013.<br />
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Funny how a good number of artists on this year's list were nowhere to be heard in the last two years. Also, Coldplay and Snow Patrol has vanished from my charts entirely. I love <b>Paramore</b>'s new album. Maybe it's their new sound. Or maybe it's how extremely relevant their songs were with that thing I had to deal with last year. Was pleasantly surprised to find <b>Up Dharma Down</b> on this year's list. This year, I've been playing a bunch of albums from local bands, and I was hoping I'd see more of them here, but the other's were a song or two short of getting in. Of the 13 artists above, 5 of them have played in Manila. And I'm crossing my fingers to get the dates and venues for the three other artists. Heard from little birdies that they'll be coming this way. The rest though, are still on my concert wishlist.<br />
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My appreciation for Paramore's new sound is obvious right here. And so is my love for Thirty Seconds to Mars' Love Lust Faith Dreams. What I wasn't expecting to see here was Ed Sheeran. Have I really listened to his album that many times last year? New additions to my library last year was Alt-J and The Lumineers. They're the albums that break the constant stream of rock in my playlist. Also Alt-J's Fitzpleasure is the best.<br />
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When <b>Up In The Air</b> was released early last year, it was the only thing I've listened to for weeks. Before the album was released, I would listen to the radio all day just to hear it again. Beats the audio-watermarked track you could get online. It sounded so different from their previous releases, which is probably why I loved it even more. <b>Paramore</b>'s <b>Now</b> took some getting used to when it first came out. And despite the numbers, <b>Last Hope</b> and <b>Proof</b> are my favorite tracks off their self titled album. Same goes with Love Lust Faith Dreams. Do or Die and Convergence are my absolute favorites off the album. I love how cinematic and call-to-arms-y <b>Do Or Die</b> is, and how calm and peaceful <b>Convergence</b> is. What I was hoping to see on this list was any song from <b>Chvrches</b>. I've played <b>The Mother We Share</b> and <b>Under the Tide</b> so many times I almost know all the words to it.<br />
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HenriAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571597355447063114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562504342008248161.post-61057958691427140062013-12-29T10:07:00.002+08:002013-12-29T10:09:12.170+08:00New Yeezy ResolutionsNot the biggest fan of Kanye West, and I'm even less of a fan today with this whole "Yeezus" persona (or whatever you call it) of his, but this is too funny. He once said in a music video that he only wants to say the things he wants to put in the universe, so why not quote him for NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS?<br />
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Resolutions have always been about cutting something out of your life, or adding something in, but rarely a declaration of what we will things to be. I'm not big on making resolutions, although I've been making the same vague one every year. <i style="font-weight: bold;">"Make this year an upgrade of last year's."</i> Thankfully, I get to stick to it easy peasy, but it's getting a bit boring. So I'm going to shake things up <i style="font-weight: bold;">yeezus</i> style, for the <i>lol-s</i>.<br />
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In 2014 I'm going full time in a little start-up with my parents. Maybe I won't exactly get my bank account to Jay-Z levels by the end of 2014, but here's to making this pursuit more sustainable. Because you know, momma has a live music addiction that's going nowhere. And foreign acts are making the great adventure to Manila, and momma wants to see most of them.<br />
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The start-up that I'll be more involved in starting next week involves a <b>LOT</b> of creating. I honestly don't see myself as a designer, but it's time to stop <i>stopping</i> myself from creating, and just go for it. I will be Warhol. *<i>prays Warhol won't roll out of his grave to haunt me for this* </i>But seriously, <i><b>I will be a creative badass</b></i> sounds pretty badass for a resolution. I like it.<br />
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In 2013, I've made a resolution to <i style="font-weight: bold;">invest in memories</i>. Thus making be bankrupt by December, with all the concerts and gigs (which isn't even much, tbh) I've been to. This pretty much tied to the first two <i>yeezuloutions</i> means that everything I do, everything my gut leads me to, will be made of pure awesome. Tall order. This is making me more stressed that it probably should!<br />
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I'm excited for 2014 to begin. I'm always excited for the new year. Like getting a brand new sketch pad, here's to all the blank pages I can fill up with doodles and random fun stuff. Hope you're all having a fun last few days of 2013! I leave you with this <i style="font-weight: bold;">YEEZULOUTION</i> for the lols. I'm sure there's some super metaphorical interpretation to this, but it's still funny. Happy new year everybody!<br />
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<a href="http://www.newyeezyresolutions.com/" target="_blank">[get your own yezzuloutions: <b>NEW YEEZY RESOLUTIONS</b>]</a><br />
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xo<br />
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