reggae nights

Ok, backtracking to what happened the past couple of days....

Had a pretty tense time last wednesday at work due to some unexpected results from a general meeting. Let's just say that thinsg will be a lot different in the next few days, and i may get my share of hard barista labor (seriously). Anyway, i was doubly nervous since i forgot my cellfone at Jason's, and being the techie dependent that i am, got easily distracted at work. Not that i had a lot to do... work was pretty slow, and most of the time i was just "looking busy" just so i wouldn't be a delinquent. *sigh* The perils of work... hahaha.

Went home earlier than expected, since i hitched a ride with Jo, an officemate. Sweet gurl! Found Maggie and Lucee at home after i dropped by Ababu for some pita bread and hummus. Maggie and I pigged out on the hummus and Pita, plus some of Jason's leftover salad. Yum!!! Tonight's gimmick was Xaymaca, and Reggae Mistress, Lucee's future band (awryt!) was playing.

Luce was kinda bummed and distracted, but as the evening progressed she was feelin' fine. We dropped by Conspiracy, this kewl hippie bar along Visayas Ave., whose main performer was the Hairy Dawgs (did i spell that right!?). Yup, brazilian night was rockin'! Although my ears took some beating (it was after all, a group composed of mostly drums), the beat was good and the band was such a fascinating thing to watch. We had a few beers, watched a couple of songs then proceeded to Xaymaca.

We got into the last few songs of RM's first set, which wasn't so bad. Hung out at the Jade dimsum place during the intermission, where all the "wytfolks" were --- the foreigners who were also checking the gig out were there, so it was like one giant congregation of westerners huddled with beer, loud Tenacious D music and a lotta drinkin. I could actually smell some good stuff being puffed somewhere in the area, but i wasn't too sure from whom it came from :-P hahaha. A member of the band who was hanging out got picked up by a guy with a gun for some reason, and that kinda freaked me out. I mean, geez! The guy stopped his car in the middle of the road and just proceeded to grab the other guy's collar, dragging him into the car while kepping his gun targeted to his side. We went into Xaymaca immediately after that in case hell breaks loose.

RM had a smashing second set, with Lucee totally nailing "No Woman No Cry" (yeah, girl!). Got acquainted with some germans who were obnoxiously loud (shouting does NOT constitute as talking!) and aggressive (one guy practically grabbed my ciggies and got one for himself) , but thankfully, got to stay in the corner by Jason's side and stay clear of their drunken loudness. They kept whistling, for some darn reason, and once called onstage, weren't too keen in going back down, even if their 15 mins of fame were up. Oh well, they were enjoying their last few days... hahaha. Jason and I left early, taking some QT for ourselves at his place, watching Dvds. *sigh* lovely end to a kewl evening!

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