You can’t hold us. You can’t stand the “fresher.”
Someone put that on a shirt. Please.
So into my second semester of my second year and I can’t find a second to myself. I want to vomit on every track that Nemo and Sci throw in my direction, but I don’t have the time to regurgitate the words to do so. However, be aware, the upcoming project is absolute malignancy. Sick. I can diagnose it already. The upcoming months are going to be the same. So as I always say, keep up.
Last weekend was “Charity Weekend”. Our goal was not only to raise funds for Ondoy victims but also to raise AWARENESS about the tragedy. Even though Hurricane Ketsana was a big deal in the Filipino community, there are still people out there that don’t even know it happened. We wanted to do what we could to help change that.
After hearing my manager fight the coughs to carry a conversation, and hearing our guitarist [MJ!] has been in the hospital for 2 days, I now only fear God and the common cold. Sci and Nemo [who formulate Jersey Boys] have been very sick as well. I, however, feel pretty good. Interestingly enough, I was on the same boat as them 2 weeks ago during our back to back performances on October 17th.
“Hell Week” has arrived as Edwin [manager] would call it. This is the week where our team sacrifices all of our time in devotion to rehearsing, recording, and mixing in preparation for a performance. In this particular case, 2 performances. In one day. Did I mention I was sick?
Sci and Edwin finished recuperating from their cold, only to pass it on to me. It was very difficult to rehearse when you’re coughing your butt off in between songs, but the guys were very supportive in toughing it out. Sci would bring cough drops and Buckley’s cough syrup and Edwin would share his left over prescription medicine with me to help me get to our performance date.
Hello world.
It has definitely been a while. But don’t think I’ve forgotten you.
TRIANGLE OFFENSE. like I’ve said in the past, is a movement, which despite the handicap of being away from the team, being busy with school, and seemingly without rest, I have managed to keep up with. I mean, I’m sure you guys have caught Finesse and Sci at a show. I’m sure you’ve seen and felt, heard and experienced, the energy and intensity they bring to each and every one of those shows. They have absolutely killed it. And here I am, watching from a distance. Envious of the atmosphere: the sound of the audience’s anticipation, the sweet caress of that bass, the tachycardia that ensues as you speak your first few words of introduction, the fear setting in, everything.
Sci couldn’t have put it any better. Butterflies. Or in my case, dragonflies. I wanted that. I’ve missed it.
