"Ang Huling El Bimbo" (English: The Last El Bimbo)
Eraserheads
Written by Ely Buendia
Cutterpillow (1995), Aloha Milkyway (1998)
Last night's concert was a dream come true for people like me who grew up listening to Eraserheads, and never seeing them live since I lived islands away from Manila. (As a matter of fact, I can't remember them holding a national concert tour.)
No, I don't have their cassette tapes, nor CD's. (Only an anthology album, and that wasn't even mine, it's my sister's.) I don't have posters, I hardly even know anything about the individual members (at least not until college) to consider me a hardcore fan during their prime years.
I was a fan because of the songs. Radio and TV airplay was enough to suck me in. And yes, they defined my generation.
One time I got to reading an old article from Kule that one dude actually enrolled in UP just because the Eheads were UPians. I found it funny that someone would actually let a band dictate a factor in his future. Then again, you can't go wrong with UP anyway.
Interestingly enough, if say you play 6 degrees of separation and try to connect me with any of the band members, you'll find that I have more than one connection. :D
Despite the fact that this event was something of an accomplishment for me (ie, another box ticked off from my things-to-do-before-you-die list.) It wasn't the greatest thing ever. I dunno. I doubt it was because I didn't actually got to see the stage. (We saw everything from the screen) or maybe it was, but just a little.
The whole thing seemed a little sad. Maybe it was an atmosphere as a result of Francis M.'s death? Possibly. But Ely Buendia seemed like he had one of the most saddest faces on earth.
I was extremely glum when it was over, and even before it was over. I admit, I was kinda having a slight headache at the time. I felt a little irritated even. Signs would be, I talk less (as opposed to saying something with a tone I might regret.) and I want to be alone.
I felt a little better during the ride home. But still really tired.
Don't get me wrong, it's still something I'll never forget though. No doubt it was still epic, despite my mood.
