April 21, 2014
April 19, 2014
A typical day in a life of a The 1975 fan. You will line up for 16 hours pre-gig. Yep, give or take. Sitting on the floor, standing in line or what have you to get into the pit or thisclose to the band on stage. You will watch them perform for 45 minutes or so and it will be the happiest 45 minutes of your life. And then you will wait for another 2 hours or so post-gig to have a chat or a selfie with Matty, who happens to be too much of a babe for his own good. And when you get to do so, you will declare how the time, effort, tears, sweat, money you've spent is all worth it and how that day is the best day of your life because you've been to the best concert ever.
April 17, 2014
April 13, 2014
April 11, 2014
I'm just going to keep this short and sweet, for now, by sharing with you one of the many #MattyThings I am totally fond of. If you can remember, I did a very similar post featuring Mr. Lightbody before. And they share a huge lot in common I prolly would end up copy-pastin' most of the words but ha, there's a pattern, or a point in here somewhere... oh dear. I'm suchablabberinblablahblah.
Happy belated birthday, Hotstuff. Enjoy your show. It's one thing to know you are sexy and an entirely different thing to be sexy. Our Matthew here is just having the best of both worlds almost effortlessly. Darn, son.
Oh, I know... And yeah. You're welcome.
ETA: I promised not to take any videos during the show because 1) it was an impossibility. I was in the mosh pit of the general admission area - center not-so-upfront but in the middle of it all; 2) I really just want to enjoy the show in all its glory. But I cannot NOT immortalize the moment for myself for future use. And so I did. And I am just uber glad the video turned out to be good enough to keep. Aaaahhhh... The feels. So much raw emotions up to the brim. Nothing ever beats falling in love all over again with the words you were so used to hearing after a live experience with the band. Nothing like it. You will never listen to the song the same way ever again. It will always feel like the first every single time after that. At least that's how it's always going to be for me.
Also, for you to see the many levels of Matty's very bed hair day.
So here you go, The 1975 Heart Out Live in Manila 2014.
Disclaimer: Video by me, the voices aren't. The shrieking voices, for the very first time in my fangirling history, aren't mine. Nopes. But look out for the "I love you" bit. It's somewhere out there. You can just imagine how the atmosphere was the whole time. I believe the word you are looking for is juxtaposition. Kidding! My words still fail me so why don't we ask Matty about it? HA!
Photos by Rio Delizo.
April 09, 2014
April 06, 2014
And this is how it started.. at least for me. And also since everybody's been asking me who THE 1975 is, or is that who THE 1975 is. Trust me, the weirdest of the weird comments have been thrown my way, including that of my litol brudder's. According to him, I listen to bands who only seems to exist in my world. In Tagalog, "Alam mo naman si ate, yung mga bands nya sya lang nakakaalam."
So anyway, quick background. Last year, I was on the lookout for a new band to listen to and in the truest form of #jyscmlllogic, I decided on searching any band with the word THE on their names. By this time, I'm already listening to The XX so it kind of figures. Don't ask but it hoas something to do with Lindsey Kelk and my fondness with her and her I Heart Series. In there, I stumbled upon The Arctic Monkeys (I later on found out that you can disregard the The but it came with The in the novel, so there) and The National. So naturally, I started searching for them on Youtube, then eventually I stumbled further into The Head and The Heart, The Strokes, then eventually and ever meant to be, The 1975.
Fast forward to earlier this year, when I started listening to local radio stations again, I caught an upbeat song that reminded me of The 1975 kind of music and I'm like, WHOA WAIT OMG. It was Girls over at Jam 88.3 and since I was reminded of them again, I figured I'd search Youtube for the second time around and be a bit more precise this time. I stumbled upon this live video of them performing Heart Out x Settle Down in Seattle. It was a done deal after the intro Matty did... I wasn't really prepared for a very strong English accent and very sweet words from a reluctant looking rockstar. And then he's out there wearing a black singlet and a rad hairstyle and can we obsess a bit more about the sexiest accent in town? THE WORDS. SO MUCH FEELS. Heart Out is like my modern day soundtrack. I have been told off on how I always keep my thoughts to myself. And how I find it really borderline sweet to hear the words "it's just you and I tonight, why don't you figure my heart out~" is beyond me. I never realized it would make me giggle than cringe since I mostly hate being asked why but now? Assdgadaashsgdkadghkh ask away. Ask me, I might. Settle Down however is halfheartedly dedicated to some boie next store. This is the first time in a long while I've spoken of him but the song's more of me actually, since you know I can't be found with you~. When someone has a beautiful way with words, there's a 100% chance that I like him already. The 1975 is just that. All words, raw emotions and everything else in between. Just when you thought you had them figured out, you'd realize you're wrong. They may be dressed in black, punk rock written all over the outsides but no as they like to dance than growl, if you get my drift. I didn't realize I was smiling to myself like a crazy person until one of my officemates came up to me asking why there's a silly grin plastered all over my face. And then her next words totally caught me off guard... As it turns out, they're coming to the Philippines in a month's time and I have had no idea about it. Good job, Joys Camille. And so I went to being the girl: flabbergasted to gutted to distracted and then finally, uninterrupted. Standard.
After a few clicks, I found out about the concert details and it's nothing like I've ever gone to before. I don't do mall gigs. At least not anymore. The first and last ones I've considered going to was that of Hale's during my college days, literally decades agoooooo. And since I've got no idea on how to go about mall gigs these days, let alone with an international act headlining, I had to go the extra mile of attending a fan party. Now. Let. That. Sink. In. I blocked off my calendar and literally had to wait for further details. Because until two weeks prior to the main event, there were still no instructions available. All I know is that they will be performing live at the Ayala Malls, s'all. I also asked around, friends whom I know have possibly attended a similar event in the past and I found out how it works. Bit of a task if you ask me, trust me when I say it wasn't all easy. But more of that on my next post which is going to be up tomorrow. It's called How I Made The 1975 in Manila Happen. It excites me to share the bits and bobs with all of you because it may not contain a #MattySelfie or a #HealyHug but it's something else entirely, something I never thought is an actual possibility but also something that is actually mine. So yeah, I'd take it.
Since I am not big on trends and I don't really plan to splurge my savings following them, (you know how I feel about this whole bit, I have other things to splurge on a very limited working girl budget - concerts to watch, live basketball games to conquer, rockstars to stalk, books to read, etc.). So I just did what a normal girl running on a work budget would do - look at her shoe closet and dig deeper into her shoe collection. Kidding. Mine won't even pass for a collection, I just have a few pairs. But I do recall having one pair looking a lot like white sneaker platforms I saw online. All white. Elevated. Very Sugar Spice inspired. Very basic. Such a classic.
I literally have to unbox them since I kept them inside of it for years. I guess that's when it's true when they say you pay for the quality. I used to think Keds' too high for my school girl budget then, I was still in high school in the 90's okay, but seeing how it's still in good condition after all these years - it's well worth the investment.
I don't even know what it's called, sorry ladies, it's a hand-me-down so there's no way to know the exact model but I tried to Googe+eBay it and it's somewhat called the Keds Leather Laced Up Platforms. I might as well have made that name up since it is what it is - white leather, laced up and a platform about 1.5 in high. It also says with Lycra®, which is very The 90's if I do say so myself. Also, it's a dream. I love it.
You know sometimes when you dream of a certain look and picture them on your mind then hope against hope it will look exactly as you have beautifully imagined them inside of your head in your actual reality? This is mine - the mom jeans and platform shoes look -which is coming right up under The Dress Up Girl. I've also paired this one with my skater dress and a snapback and I love it! I'll have someone take snapshot of me so you guys can see them in action.
If you spot a trend and fell in love with it right away, feel pressured not, especially if you're working under a budget like myself. Do your research. Both literally and then physically. Search up your closet or your mom's. Even your sister's. You may find something in there. Then make it work. Besides if you want something so bad, I'm pretty sure there's nothing that can stop you from getting it. You'll always, always find ways to make it work. True in fashion trends, true in life.