A HARD DAY'S NIGHT
This week, Overtone continues its streak of late nights with a trio of gigs. We’re barely recovered from the pace of last week and we’re at it again.
Thursday had us back at Yaku playing to a new crowd. They were enjoying everything we threw at them. Being new though they didn’t really notice that we added several new songs to our repertoire. We stayed after the set and hung out with Caco and the rest of the Yaku staff. It turned to a drinking session and a lot of stories/advice were given out regarding love lives et al. That took a while. We went home with the sun already up (passed by Burger Machine first).
Friday we played Aposento again. This time the crowd was mostly upstairs. The place looked empty but it didn’t bother us much. We got to try out new songs and the few people who were watching liked it. Kathy was there. Haven’t seen her in a while. Between sets Tito and I went over to Capone’s to see who was playing. We bumped in to Cris, Debbie and Margie there. That pushed us to get back to our set so we could come back to Capone’s after to hang with them which we did. We were asked to jam once again over there and along with Rico did a few songs. Then back to the hanging out. Debbie wasn’t feeling too good about an event that night that we were all trying to cheer her up. Me being a bit buzzed wasn’t doing too good with it so I left it to her more capable best friends (imagine what I told her “…you have to move forward Debbie”…stick my hand out in front looking while looking at the wall beyond it I say “See that? That’s forward….um….don’t mind me.”). Then Debbie asks for the tissue holder and I quickly grab it to pass to her. In my hurry I failed to notice that I drop all the tissues and hand Debbie an empty tissue holder. Total comedy man. At least that solicits a laugh from Debbie. We split at around 4 AM. This is becoming a habit.
Saturday we had a lunch gig at Greenhills so we had to get up really early. Needless to say we got very little sleep (Tito didn’t sleep at all) again. Now I’m feeling my throat to get a little coarse. Good thing the gig is short. Just one set. The gig was at Little Asia and was for Winston’s reception (Food was fantastic).
Tito and I had to stay in the area though because we were to play manager/booking agent for another band that night. Since that show was at Eastwood we didn’t want to go all the way back home. We went around Greenhills (Val and Jay joined us) and ran out of shops to browse but had still so much time to kill. We decided to get a massage then. That way we could relax and maybe take a nap. We went around the area to check where we could go and ended up at this small place that was really dark. I wouldn’t exactly call that place a spa but they did offer more or less the same services. They were cheap too. So we went on to our own private rooms and got massages. Man I enjoyed being folded in half. It felt all too short though when it ended. I was actually the last to emerge from my room. Off to Eastwood.
Eastwood was a disaster. The band that Tito booked was late. The party they were to play at was well on its way when they arrived. Bad part was they arrived individually too. So while some members were already playing the others would set up. Totally non-pro. To top it off, the building wanted the music stopped at 10 PM because of all the complaints by the tenants (it was at a condo). The band didn’t get to finish their second set. At least the hosts were gracious enough to overlook the tardiness of the band. Tito and I decided to unwind and went to Capone’s. We grabbed a beer then went home. By now my throat is really bad and my nose is stuffy.
Thursday had us back at Yaku playing to a new crowd. They were enjoying everything we threw at them. Being new though they didn’t really notice that we added several new songs to our repertoire. We stayed after the set and hung out with Caco and the rest of the Yaku staff. It turned to a drinking session and a lot of stories/advice were given out regarding love lives et al. That took a while. We went home with the sun already up (passed by Burger Machine first).
Friday we played Aposento again. This time the crowd was mostly upstairs. The place looked empty but it didn’t bother us much. We got to try out new songs and the few people who were watching liked it. Kathy was there. Haven’t seen her in a while. Between sets Tito and I went over to Capone’s to see who was playing. We bumped in to Cris, Debbie and Margie there. That pushed us to get back to our set so we could come back to Capone’s after to hang with them which we did. We were asked to jam once again over there and along with Rico did a few songs. Then back to the hanging out. Debbie wasn’t feeling too good about an event that night that we were all trying to cheer her up. Me being a bit buzzed wasn’t doing too good with it so I left it to her more capable best friends (imagine what I told her “…you have to move forward Debbie”…stick my hand out in front looking while looking at the wall beyond it I say “See that? That’s forward….um….don’t mind me.”). Then Debbie asks for the tissue holder and I quickly grab it to pass to her. In my hurry I failed to notice that I drop all the tissues and hand Debbie an empty tissue holder. Total comedy man. At least that solicits a laugh from Debbie. We split at around 4 AM. This is becoming a habit.
Saturday we had a lunch gig at Greenhills so we had to get up really early. Needless to say we got very little sleep (Tito didn’t sleep at all) again. Now I’m feeling my throat to get a little coarse. Good thing the gig is short. Just one set. The gig was at Little Asia and was for Winston’s reception (Food was fantastic).
Tito and I had to stay in the area though because we were to play manager/booking agent for another band that night. Since that show was at Eastwood we didn’t want to go all the way back home. We went around Greenhills (Val and Jay joined us) and ran out of shops to browse but had still so much time to kill. We decided to get a massage then. That way we could relax and maybe take a nap. We went around the area to check where we could go and ended up at this small place that was really dark. I wouldn’t exactly call that place a spa but they did offer more or less the same services. They were cheap too. So we went on to our own private rooms and got massages. Man I enjoyed being folded in half. It felt all too short though when it ended. I was actually the last to emerge from my room. Off to Eastwood.
Eastwood was a disaster. The band that Tito booked was late. The party they were to play at was well on its way when they arrived. Bad part was they arrived individually too. So while some members were already playing the others would set up. Totally non-pro. To top it off, the building wanted the music stopped at 10 PM because of all the complaints by the tenants (it was at a condo). The band didn’t get to finish their second set. At least the hosts were gracious enough to overlook the tardiness of the band. Tito and I decided to unwind and went to Capone’s. We grabbed a beer then went home. By now my throat is really bad and my nose is stuffy.
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