WTF? Feline Endurance

So here’s the scene.

A couple of months ago.

Me, sitting by the front porch, reading an old college magazine. My cat runs past, followed by my dad running at his top speed with a rock in hand. Dad catches up and along the sidewalk outside. Dad, with all the force he could muster, throws the rock at my cat. I look out. My cat is lying on the sidewalk not moving except for the heavy breathing. Mortified, pissed off and afraid I’d see my loving cat die, I march directly to my room. I slam the door. Mom says the cat stole one of the uncooked fishes being prepared for lunch.

I shower and head for the mall to keep my mind off everything that just happened. I do my best not to look at my cat on my way out.

A few weeks later.

Me, sitting by the front porch, earbud plugged to my ears, listening to a podcast. My cat casually walks by and purringly rubs itself on my leg.

Me: “What the fuck!? BUHAY KA PA PALA!?”

Local Bands in the New Video Game

I know someone who knows someone working in some recording studio. This friend of a friend told me a few months ago that he was working on a soundtrack for a very popular video game company. He was producing the soundtrack to their latest games and that it would feature two Filipino rock bands. Before I even started to fish foranswers (or at least clues), our common friend handed me a thumb drive containing the five tracks from those bands which I immediately plugged into my PC and transferred to my iPod.

The vocal work on the first four tracks was unmistakable. It was from a band (which I will not name to protect that friend of a friend) that I really liked and inconsistently followed during the late, late 90s. Despite the familiarity of the vocals, it was great to note that the vocalist didn’t do any of the vocal acrobatics and growls (there’s a hint for ya, a band from the hupaw days). Though accompanying music came with rocking fast tempo to match the game’s hypersped theme, it sounded lite with nary a riff of drop tuned goodness from their signature sound. And I was really digging them.

Unfortunately, I can’t really say the same for the last track done by the other local band which brought on their ho-hum-strained sound. To be honest I still can’t believe that this band even survived the 90s and the early 2000s. And I can see that they still haven’t learned how to write proper lyrics. The track sounded so fucked up I was cringing in my seat, my hand independently reaching for the STOP button. It was like watching some 50s slapstick comedy; painful, pitiful and annoying.