Where the light bends at the cracks

It’s been over a week now since LANY’s first ever series of mall shows. Why they even had to do five mall shows in their biggest market instead of one arena show, I don’t even know. Yet here we are, still reeling, after seeing them for three days and five shows. If you stan them hard, how spoiled does this feel? Seeing your faves do five free shows is an absolute gift. And that goes both ways because let’s be real, we’ve got the best fans/concert crowd in the world.

2016 feels like forever ago, but not a week of that year went by without me begging the universe for a Purity Ring show. They were making the rounds for their recent album in Asia and I knew it was only a matter of time till they’d come to Manila. They didn’t.

But one night in December, the secret was out and dear lord almighty did it take every ounce of my being to not ugly cry in public while getting my hair did. I cried anyway. On the ride home, while trying not to hyperventilate and alarm my uber driver. I’ve been begging and losing hope simultaneously since August last year, and I couldn’t believe it’s finally happening. Ya best bet I was shaking in my sneaks till their set at Wanderland. And it was all I could talk about (aside from the Singapore trips I took) come the new year, it was almost embarrassing. Except I shamelessly love them. So there’s that too.

Ever since my first concert experience, I’ve dreamed of going to as many shows and festivals as I could. For years I’ve settled for livestreams and webcasts, vowing that one day I would fly to a music festival abroad where all my faves are playing. I didn’t expect 2017 to be the year it begins.

Traveling to a foreign city with friends for fun was something I’ve always imagined I’d get to do, but one that also always seemed so far fetched. So when arrangements were made, and tickets on hand, my first overseas trip to Singapore was all I could talk about for weeks!

It’s been ages since my last blog post, and to be honest, I’ve completely forgotten about this space and all those plans of reviving it. A lot has changed, and with it, some really great memories I’d like documented here.

We’re right in the middle of the year and it’s pretty insane that it’s been, by far, one of the most eventful 6 months I’ve had. Filled with firsts I never even thought would really happen, I’d never believe anyone if they told me all the things that I’d get to experience in this lifetime.

I’ve queued up a series of late posts, that hopefully, will spark something in me to blog a bit more often. Maybe it’ll be different this time?

The minimalist lifestyle is something that has captured my curiosity for a while now. Maybe it’s my weekly binge of Tiny House Nation and Tiny House World episodes, or the idea of jumping from one country to the next living in a suitcase. Either way, there’s something I could ultimately attractive with living with less stuff and filling my life with as many fond memories and experiences possible.

Pursuing the minimalist life is a process, and a series of conscious choices.

Back in February, I decided to create an instagram series to exercise my lettering skills. For each day of the month, I had to dedicate a few minutes to make something based on any song I like, without repeating artists.

It sounded easy enough, made a list up on trello to get things going. But at that first step alone, it dawned on me that I barely name 29 artists in one sitting, despite the insane amount of artists I adore and adored so far. I probably had to make it up as I go.