Why do I feel like a total freak for totally not caring about the Eraserheads’ Final Concert?
About two-three hours ago, I received quite a number of text messages from friends – both old and current – reminding me to tune in to GMA-7 for the TV broadcast of the concert. I don’t know if any of my old friends ever remembered that I never had an E-heads phase… My brother certainly did, though. He took his wife and sisters-in-law to the concert, but never bothered to ask me if I want to tag along. He knows that I never rode on the E-heads bandwagon. I was in college when the band became big and I was already into bands then because of my best friend, and that should mean that the E-heads should be part of my growing up years. Sadly, it didn’t. I know their songs, I don’t hate them, I’m just not a fan, period.
This sounds incredibly weird for someone who used to claim that she’s a band stalker, and is actually still carrying that label because of this blog’s domain name. And I should actually care because I’ve had the pleasure of meeting Raimund Marasigan once in a non-band setting and he’s one heck of a cool guy. He’s one of my favorite ‘rockstars’. Also, by association, Buddy Zabala is sorta connected to me as he is now playing bass for the band that I used to stalk. It is by sheer coincidence, however, that he came in after I’ve stopped stalking.
So anyway, so as not to feel like a total freak (my gosh, everyone as in everyone is tuned in to this concert tonight, including my own father ) I decided to check it out. As I’m writing this, Ely Buendia is singing the prison anthem, Kailan. Ah, so this is what the hype is all about. It must’ve been really a momentous occasion for those who, at some point in their lives, have made an Eraserheads song their anthem of life. I can feel the energy in the audience. And whoa, what a massive audience that was.
And that just about fulfills my quota for this topic.
PS: Actually, the real reason why I tuned in is to check out their FrancisM tribute. Hopefully, I didn’t tune in too late…