Day One: Fuck Yeah Fest
Rane, Danica, JV
To the Beer Garden!
If you had told me 10 years ago that I would be able to catch Interpol perform live, I would have probably just laughed it off. I first heard their songs when Pandora was available in the Philippines for the briefest of moments, and I was still a junior in Ateneo, struggling with dial up Internet speed levels. And I remember thinking that before Interpol popped up on my feed, I had no idea that my ears could be surprised. That, separate from my body, they solely tingled, warmed up, and experienced being startled.
And then the past weekend happened, and when they played “C’mere,” if my ears had tear ducts—they would have wept.
Phoenix then followed their act, and as the main headliner, didn’t hold back from giving it all that they had. Thomas Mars (!!!) announced that it was going to be the last performance of their tour before they worked on their new album. It was pure heart, and like their Manila set earlier this year (Pause. I cannot believe how it’s possible in this lifetime for me to watch them twice in the same year, still not over it!), each song, stunning visual, and segue had a purpose, and was part of a narrative.
Because all defenses were down at this point, I cried (again!) when “Sunskrupt!” came on. I think it says a lot in our wired world today, with Internet running as fast as the speed of light—being able to lose oneself completely, giving up the choice to document a moment, even for just a few minutes? Achievement unlocked.
What elevated the whole experience for me was the company I was with—my friends there were all awesome, thoughtful, and full of good vibrations. And it was amazing how, even when we were there in the music festival together, when a song would mean something to us, we got to retreat into our own space, and were present in each moment. This was just Day One; I had to steel my heart for Day Two.
Brave the waves,
FYF Fest This Weekend!
Christmas came early! All my past selves are awkwardly dancing around naked, alone in the bedroom, putting all my favorite bands on loop. High five, teen years—it all leads up to this moment, and it does get better.
Powering through all the papers and presentations that I’m working on this week…the finish line has never looked this mouthwatering. Dying, crying, trying to invent a device that will make time go by faster!
Brave the waves,
Hidden Black Sand Coves
Reaching a destination at night, one that you’ve never heard of before, always held surprises. You never truly find out what you’re going to get until the sun comes up. Imagine waking up one overcast, misty morning, expecting the usual sleepy seaside town, and being greeted by this stunning black sand cove instead.
I knew that Albay in the Bicol region belonged to the Pacific Ring of Fire, and had a couple of volcanoes in the area (Mt. Mayon as being the most iconic). But I was only able to check out the main thoroughfares and tourist spots in past visits, so it was my first time to explore its municipality, Tiwi, and understand how volcanic activities shaped its terrain. Because of the surrounding volcanoes, the region was dotted with natural hot springs, rock formations, and coves like this one.
Pristine white sand beaches have a universal appeal, but I think that stygian shores are in a league of their own. Particularly because I used to play in black sand beaches when I was growing up in Davao, and seeing this certain dark shade brought great memories.
I was sent to Tiwi for work months ago…and I could never forget how startled my officemate (a Bicolano local) was after seeing just how much excitement I had when this cliff yawned before us. She had shown me around with such an unassuming air, sheepishly declaring at one point that this was all they had. Hearing this made me go soft inside, because her humility intensified the beauty of her hometown.
With its quiet, tree lined roads, isolated beaches, and calm waters…Tiwi didn’t seem to realize just how arresting and gorgeous it was, which made it all the more memorable. Going there with no expectations, and being pleasantly surprised was the best way for me to discover it for the first time. And if you happen to find yourself on this side of the island too, if I may suggest—hold back from doing any research in advance, and allow Tiwi to slowly reveal itself to you.
Brave the waves,