i repeat: THE BEST DAVAO CONCERT EVER!!!

at least for me, anyway.

i have totally vindicated my 11-year old self for sleeping during their concert back when we were still living in angeles city! yeah, stupid me. totally fell asleep in the midst of blaring music and a wild crowd. and woke up right smack in the middle of "salamat."

anyway, it was good i was already able to watch "tulad ng dati" before their davao gig because i was totally pumped out to listen to the great live music of the dawn.

but i had to get over one hurdle of the day first. my mother was godmother to a wedding, so i offered to accompany her for the afternoon so i get to wear my princess dress (which i willing victim to kaladkarin's masterful manipulation of thrift shop shopping) and eat a free dinner at apo view.

after having my chow, i go from princess.... to frog... er... rock fan...

...and was all set for the concert. (i didn't even stay to watch the program. freeloadin' is fuuun!)

i proceeded to gaisano mall to meet up with the gang. 1017 was playing, a davao local vocal (mwahaha! private joke) that i enjoy listening to. unfortunately, i only caught their last two songs. they didn't even give the guitarist a chance to do his antics. after them it was G-String. not a band i was entirely happy to have playing at a night i was out for the music. so my pals just poured our attention to the beer tower. which is another story all together.

the whole time we were waiting for jerry to come already. he would be coming straight for marbel to the concert. none of the girls wanted to be bothered from watching the dawn just to give him tickets. with a little stroke of luck though, jerry came JUST IN TIME for the dawn. right smack in time, that he didn't even get a chance to sit down because tatit and i already dragged him to the front (leaving my relak-lang uyab behind)

and so i, along with my rock buddies jerry and tatit, claim the honor that we were the first kapalmuks to go up front and jiggy from first song to the last. hah! so there! i crown us three the king and queens of courage and bravery (or in bisaya, baga nawung award). deadma to embarrassment. listening to rock legends in davao city is rare and has to be enjoyed with much passion and gusto! so hah. deadma. keber. what-eyber.

syeeyt. ang galing nila. jett definitely has the most distinctive rock vocal in recent history of band music. close your eyes, or even one ear... you know it's jett singing. and francis is guitar magician. look at those fingers fly over those strings. and buddy... honestly, i couldn't really hear much of the bass, because i was so mesmerized by jett and francis... but buddy has always been one of my favorite bassists. and uhm i had a crush on him back on e-heads days... mabuhay kang chavacano ka! and jb... i could only see his hair behind the drums... pero mehn... steeeeegg! mean drums, pare!!!

and they covered U2 and simple minds and some other new wave songs. asteeeegggg! ang saya. the dawn doing U2. pareho lang kaming rock fans after all. this was when more people joined us in the front. drunk guys moshing can be pretty scary (except if its jerry). thank god, i'm good at eluding danger. hehe!

me, tat and kitoy with the band (feeeeeliiiiinggg!), jerry behind the cam.

then they sang "enveloped ideas," the crowd really went wild. one even got accosted by the police for throwing a plastic cup to the stage (which he might have stolen from either jerry or tat who placed their beers on the speaker while dancing). and tat has evidence of how wild in her camera.

when they did "salamat" i was near-panic because that meant the end of the night. no! no! no! you can't stop yet. it's only 1130! noooh. but they did. when the lights dimmed on the stage... most of the crowd were on their way out. we, on the other hand, still had to finish the rest of the second beer tower.

it was then that we realized that jerry had not eaten and had downed so much beer already. the slur in his speech was funny that we forced him to have dinner and sober up in gerry's grill.

the band was there! the band was there! but i was tyope the whole time. i so wanted to go up to them and thank them for such a great time. instead i just told my story of penis-fencing flatworms and chastity-belting butterflies.

finally, when they seemed to be on their way home, a sense of urgency rushed up to me that i was only 20% tyope to go up to them. but kang had more courage and got my camera and asked the dawn if we can have our picture taken with them. of course, they were more than kind to oblige. aaaaahhhhh. inakbayan ako ni jett! aaaaaah. piniktyuran kami ni francis. aaaaahhhh!

after the whole thing, we went back to our seats. my knees were shaking so bad. i couldn't even kneel on the chair to grab a piece of tokwa. sheyt. what i felt that night was somewhat similar to what i felt when i met neil gaiman after lining up for seven hours at rockwell. this was less hassle and more simple. but this is one of those days when i'm such a fan girl! (the funny thing is... i don't own a single album of the dawn. nakakahiya. buti na lang meron si jan. hehe!)

i had such a good time. i hope they come back soon!!!

(realization this morning: iba ang dating ng concert when there aren't shrieking fangirls around. the shouting during the concert was low pitched instead of tinny.)