This post is long overdue. I have so many things to say about the Manila Film Festival that I don’t even know where to start.
Well, to start, it was originally my brother who wanted to go to the Manila Music Festival. Wasn’t really interested because for so long, I’ve been convinced that our music industry is dead. Yeah, I know–BOO ME. But when I saw the lineup, heck sign me up!
Until I saw the ticket price. Okay, I’m a working girl now and I should get to afford that. But hey, Ph1,500? Um, knowing me, I’d rather spend that money on my first love–food, makeup, or clothes. So I had to find a way to get into the Festival, without spending any money. Then started my contest hunt.
I didn’t win any contests, but I was fortunate enough to land a media pass. What’s a girl like me doing with a media pass? It’s my blog! So thank you to JC for setting me up with that.
So okay, enough with my side stories and on with my first ever MMF experience.
It was hot, there was sand all over the place, and there was no way in hell that I was going to buy booze for 100pesos a cup. So after getting my media pass, we had to drive back outside to buy water, eat, and chill before the fun begins.
Once the ceremonious ribbon cutting was done, the fun began. Well, an awkard fun, that is. With mini sandstorms blowing the banigs out of place, and nothing, not even our sunglasses, could provide refuge to the harsh sand, everyone became pretty preoccupied with that instead of grooving to the acts. Don’t worry, everyone caught on pretty well.
Well for some, that didn’t stop them from dancing. For me and my brother, it got pretty awkward.
So once everyone got settled in, it was time for June Marieezy to take the stage. I was so amazed at how groovy their music was–and it got me wondering just how much good music I’m missing out on all these years. What also made me all the more proud was that she’s another Filam who fell inlove with the Philippines, and decided to make a name for herself here. I’m definitely going to look for their album now!
Sinosikat didn’t come as a surprise. The crowd from the Red Bull Stage (where DJs like Noodles and Similarobjects played and mixed music for those who just want to have some good time dancing) migrated in one big swoop to the main stage. Why? Well Sinosikat’s vocalist had an unmistakeable sex appeal…I mean stage presence. Heck I even think I momentarily relapsed into my grade school and early high schooltomboy days!
Then comes the hard hitters. It was a pleasant surprise to see and listen to Razorback, because they weren’t on any lineups that were released online. I’m not particularly a hard hitter, rakista, but seeing caucasians singing along and passing lighters to anyone who needed a light was…amusing. Hey, you don’t often see Caucasians getting chummy with stranger Filipinos, right?
at the Red Bull Stage, I had to maintain my composure hearing all DJs like Complex and Kristian Hernandez hit hard and get the people dancing. I would dance at any given day, but my brother didn’t know how wild I could get when I start dancing. Let’s just say, he knows me as the geeky little sister. I could have stayed there but I didn’t want to get wet (don’t judge me I’m going all the way back to Laguna).
So, after more than ten hours at the venue, we finally reached the last stretch! We were particularly waiting for Shinichi Osawa, being big fans of Mondo Grosso. Sadly, we only reached ali Shaheed Muhammad. BOO. Nonetheless, all the tweets about how good the last two international acts were got me on a permanent, labor day high.