Sunday, October 31, 2004

Shifting Gears

I have always been a historian. I have tried to see how people developed through the years, and what they were before. With the onset of blogs, I have read people say "I am now..." or "I have...". Now I'd like to make mine different, as I will share what I have seen throughout the years. How we have shifted gears.

Our architecture "block" consisted of shiftees and transferees who spent most of our time at the College of Architecture during Wednesdays, the time when there are no classes. We find it special, because we own the corridors of Arki all to ourselves. We can make all the noise we want, and that included bringing along guitars so that we can while away the time, that is if we are not doing plates.

During our second year we decided to form a band, as it was the rage during the mid-part of the 90s. We had an initial line up, consisting of Robert on drums, Manny on vox and guitars, me on bass and Joel on lead guitars. We planned to play at the Arki Week, the yearly celebration of Architecture at the U.P. With only two songs, we spent around two weeks practicing, hoping for that one shot at stardom. Carrying along a name announcing our origins as shiftees, we became the Shifting Gears.

Later on we got invited to play at a party at the Youth for Christ around december. This time we hooked up with Jing of the band Kulto ni Aida. Known then as Jing's Blossoms, we played covers of Gin Blossoms, as well as other known covers. We were crude, but we played the tunes.

Further gigs would include other Arki Week celebrations,debuts, small organization gatherings, as well as outside campus gigs, like the down south gig with a certain fraternity. We were expanding territory, as well as adding to our repertoire and changing band responsibilities. We would sometime shuffle places, sharing vocals and trading instruments.

It came to the point were we were carrying guitars more that we would hold our t-squares. Sometime we would practice until we got it right, but right on-stage we would be quaking in our pants. But it was the thrill of being there that kept us going. Upon standing at the stage, you can see no one, not just because of the lights, but also because of nervousness. We only have to play so as to get on with the adrenaline rush. Sometime due to the rush I would later discover that I got blood all around the front of the guitar, due to injuries on my fingers acquired while playing onstage.

One of our best gigs ever was at the Bahay ng Alumni, for the freshmen party of FOPC. Hooking up with Robert's friends at Calderon, we had a line up we can all be proud of. And, it was our first time to play at a real stage! We got to front act for the likes of the Eraserheads, Wolfgang, and all the famous acts during that time. The crowd accepted us, and we really got the chance to connect with the audience.

My next most memorable gig would be at the open house at the Narra Residence Hall. Although we were undermanned, with only the basic bass-lead-drum components present, we got the attention of the audience, and they really "came together" as we sang the popular tune. I would gain instant recognition at the dorm, from an unknown resident to a somebody they can now relate to.

The year 2000 brought in Jigs as the last addition to the band. By this time we were still playing at the Arki Week and Narra open house. We tried to attend several Maskipaps, but as fate would have it, it became just that, with the organizers doing maski papaano with their organizing.

Now it was time for the big-time. Altough we were all graduates or graduating, and the band scene was dying, we still managed to get gigs. We played at the first ever Acousting Jam'engg, and at the first Catharsis sponsored by the Chemical Society. It was a first to gain recognition as an acoustic act at the Acoustic Jam'engg, and also the first band to screw up at the Catharsis. I did not pass by the engineering lobby for quite some time after that. Well at least we were introduced as "the first band to play...with this(songhits in hand).

Our first and last major gig were we got paid was during the Octoberfest held at Pampanga. First gig to play for 30 mins, beyond 5 songs. First time at a major stage setup, first time to get paid. We happily consumed the money at the local restaurant near the area.

But alas, as time passes by, we have again shifted gears. With our careers taking over, we have finally hung up our guitars and said goodbye to the limelight. It was fun. But I guess that is just the way it is, we shift gears every now and then. It will only be a matter of time before we again go up the stage. But now the stage is all around us, the lights focused on each of us, the audience being life itself.

Wanted Housemate

Happy Halloween!!!

Here is my Halloween blog special…

The Matatag Inc. moved into a large and decent apartment in Barangay Pinyahan. It’s a typical apartment with all the amenities, fit for a group of architect bachelors. We got the space relatively cheap due partly to one thing: somebody committed suicide inside the house.

The suicide victim was a former U.P. student and beauty contestant for a famous pageant. Due to severe depression she committed suicide by hanging herself at the railings of the house’s staircase with a blanket. Although we don’t know the exact details (or we chose not to) the case was documented in Magandang Gabi Bayan.

And as fate would have it, some members of Matatag Inc. got to know some of the former housemates of the victim. Now we have a name: Maryanne.

While looking for an apartment within the area, we inquired in the nearby sari-sari store if they know of anybody wanting to rent out space. The vendors said that there is one apartment nearby that is for rent. Upon seeing that we were all male, they jokingly told us “…sabagay puro lalaki naman kayo e…”. What the….?

Now more testimonials came in after we bagged the rental for the place. One neighbor said he was among those who carried the body down from the staircase. Mabigat daw, kasi matangkad.

The house is newly renovated after the former remaining residents vacated the place a few months back. There are still traces of candle droppings from the house blessing to give rest to the spirit of the victim.

We lived inside the apartment for almost a year, as dictated by the contract. During the first months it was a little challenge for us, especially if we have to go down to the ground floor during the night, as we have to pass down the stairs of course. It became more difficult when the inaccessible light at the stairwell conked out.

Well, nothing happened though, except for some cases of leaving the door closed and dosing off, only to find it ajar after waking up. Or vice versa.

Taunting the spirit was not in our agenda during our stay, except for a few party goers joking about it when the topic is brought up.

But after we left the house after our contract expired, things got different.

I went back to the place to inquire about our deposit refund after only 5 months. Upon meeting the caretaker, the first thing she asked us was if we had encounters with Maryanne. I later learned that there were sightings of Maryanne, as experienced by the new residents and the caretakers themselves. There were sounds of somebody walking around the kitchen during the night, a shady figure standing at the front door upon entering from the outside, and silhouettes of a lady seen from the second floor window.

The new residents left after only two months. I guess Maryanne became very lonely, because there were only two people who moved in, unlike us, we were 6 residents who sometime become 8 to 15 at one time. Maybe Maryanne felt at home with us.

Now the new residents consists of ten people. Maybe the spirit will again feel happy now that the house is once again teeming with life. Hopefully she will free herself someday from her bondage with the house.

May you rest in peace Maryanne.