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Philippine Connection - July 25, 2002 Thursday

The Blues That Never Was

The early part of the day was spent doing a full workout and finishing my birthday gift to Dad - a James Dean Brandy label with his face superimposed on it. Dad (me too) has always been a James Dean fan for as long as I can remember. I've always felt that gifts to loved ones should be worked upon and not bought...at least not an outright purchase. Money shouldn't change hands. As a general rule, when I like the person I'm giving a gift to, I'd create a website or a homemade wine with personalized label... like what I gave my kumpareng Danny. In the same token, I'd rather be given something worked upon.

The day had promise of good music - blues with Jun Lupito somewhere in Eastwood. It never happened. TJ and I drove up to "Cailano" in Eastwood and hooked-up with Jay and girlfriend Ling. Pacoy soon joined us. We chatted over beer but it soon became apparent that nobody had the slightest clue if there was an actual blues gig, and if there was any, nobody knew where in Eastwood. Jay and Ling shortly headed out leaving us three guys. There we were like 3 stray cats with no music, no chic and a lot of rain.

We hopped on to the next bar, "Montego", a pseudo reggae lounge playing Mariah Carey tunes! After a round of beer, we went to "Pares", a down-to-earth 24-hour eatery frequented by tricycle and cab drivers, where I hungrily indulged a local tradition, Tokwa't Baboy.

--- TheLoneRider

July 25, 2002

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