It's been months since Paeng went up to Laguna to take summer classes in UPLB; I've been bandless since Caitlyn Bailey went on hiatus so I kept the little punk kid in me busy by playing a few shows under the name Distances. A while back, Mhaduv from the Kinaiyahan Unahon collective spoke to me about stuff regarding Crustfest and whoever might be interested in playing. I thought, why not, right? So yeah, adds up; I pitched in.
Got texts left and right saying the call time was 6:00pm. I wasn't one of the organizers so I thought things were all set since it's usually that way when I get invited elsewhere. I got there sometime around 7:30pm and the show was nowhere close to starting. Yeah the gear was there but it was this really shoddy drumset, a muffled PA and some really really tiny amps. I ended up hanging out with some of my friends from hardcore bands, Clobeerin Time and Roundhead instead. Walked around for a bit until sometime around 9:00pm when the guys had dinner somewhere around GS before going back to the bar. 9:30pm, still nothing there! Alter was outside, he asked me if I could help with the setup. Well, I was apprehensive but I tried seeing what I could do. I offered to play next just to get the show starting. Got the second slot on the bill.
After tinkering with the mixer a bit, I decided it was more important for me to hear my drum tracks on the PA. Per usual, I played guitar out of two amps just to fill more space soundwise. What about the mics? The mics were horrible and since I was working with the laptop plugged into the PA, I pulled a Jeromes Dream on everyone by refusing to play with a mic. Everything set up, I played. 5 Songs, 5 minutes. That was the same set I played last time with an intro track before the actual songs and a new song in between. It was over pretty quick and much to the dismay of my friends, I had to leave right away.
Why leave so soon? Well, I guess shows like this come and go. There are some things I actually come home to now. I'd like to spend more time on that whenever I can.
Well, that's Crustfest 2009 for you. I hope next year would be better. At least this time, the cops weren't called on us like last year.
DISTANCES on myspace
Got texts left and right saying the call time was 6:00pm. I wasn't one of the organizers so I thought things were all set since it's usually that way when I get invited elsewhere. I got there sometime around 7:30pm and the show was nowhere close to starting. Yeah the gear was there but it was this really shoddy drumset, a muffled PA and some really really tiny amps. I ended up hanging out with some of my friends from hardcore bands, Clobeerin Time and Roundhead instead. Walked around for a bit until sometime around 9:00pm when the guys had dinner somewhere around GS before going back to the bar. 9:30pm, still nothing there! Alter was outside, he asked me if I could help with the setup. Well, I was apprehensive but I tried seeing what I could do. I offered to play next just to get the show starting. Got the second slot on the bill.
After tinkering with the mixer a bit, I decided it was more important for me to hear my drum tracks on the PA. Per usual, I played guitar out of two amps just to fill more space soundwise. What about the mics? The mics were horrible and since I was working with the laptop plugged into the PA, I pulled a Jeromes Dream on everyone by refusing to play with a mic. Everything set up, I played. 5 Songs, 5 minutes. That was the same set I played last time with an intro track before the actual songs and a new song in between. It was over pretty quick and much to the dismay of my friends, I had to leave right away.
Why leave so soon? Well, I guess shows like this come and go. There are some things I actually come home to now. I'd like to spend more time on that whenever I can.
Well, that's Crustfest 2009 for you. I hope next year would be better. At least this time, the cops weren't called on us like last year.
DISTANCES on myspace
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