and i found it very strange that all around me there were children. CHILDREN. they weren't even the target market annoyingly referred to as "Tweens". these were 9 year olds sporting emo haircuts, hanging on to their fathers whilst sitting on their chairs. in my mind i wondered if, back in '85, when Guy Picciotto was flinging himself through basketball hoops and crying during gigs, he foresaw the masses of little children sporting bad haircuts he would later indirectly inspire.
also, old man me only discovered then that Pete Wentz was actually not the frontman of the band, but the bass guitarist. this brings forth the query -- why is this man supremely popular? because he is banging ashlee simpson, i guess. and then he starts talking about Iraq and politics and i can't believe it because the army of 9 year olds surrounding me start cheering.
WE BELIEVE IN YOU PETE WENTZ! WE SUPPORT YOUR VIEWS REGARDING THE ADMINISTRATION AND HOW WE ARE FIGHTING A WAR NOT WORTH BELIEVING IN! scream the 9 year olds. or maybe not. my mind tends to wander when i hear songs with titles like "The Carpal Tunnel of Love".
i miss the days where bands like Blink 182 knew their place in the world and would just use the concert stage to curse a lot and make sex and shit jokes. alas.
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ok FOB fans. now it's time to get back at me and throw tomatoes at me. come one, come all to The WhyNot? Forum.
concept (7) Ingenious Filipinos, 15 minutes each - sharing their ideas, passions, dreams.
The WhyNot? Lineup :
MARKETING MAVERICK. Dondi Gomez, Managing Director Unilever Philippines.
ALTERNATIVE EDUCATOR. Gang Badoy, RockEdPhilippines
RAINMAKER. Entrepreneurship Professor Jay Bernardo, AIM - ACE
TECHNOLOGIST. Dr. Greg Tangonan, Ateneo.
DESIGNER. Brian Tenorio, Tenorio Manila.
DON'T WORRY HE JUST LOOKS LIKE A PEDOPHILE. Quark Henares.
DREAMER PRIEST. Fr. Ted Gonzales, S.J. Center for Family Ministries.
Performance by radioactivesagoproject. Hosted by Bam Aquino.
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It's going to be on September 27 (Thursday) 7pm to 10pm at Warehouse135, Yakal St Makati City.
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and best director name ever goes to Kenneth Anger, the sexually-experimental Theleman who went to dancing school with shirley temple volume II of The Films of Kenneth Anger is coming out. seeing as my birthday is coming and all, that would be a nice gift. and then i can watch Scorpio Rising on mute whilst listening to "Sugar We're Going Down". it should prove very disturbing.
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happy birthday, Mihk. it seems so long ago we went home after a very tiring Super Noypi shoot and you had a mini-celebration with me, potatocoatedair and Mang Rudy. may you have a drama free 08. but then that's what we wished ourselves a year ago, goddammit.
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hey look guys. it's HAPIPAKS. Current Mood: plugs, kalokohan, muzak, rakenrol Current Music: charging robot - oplan pag-ibig
i do especially like the subtlety with which the male models wear the underwear on their head. you just think they're wearing hats, then on like the 3rd viewing you're like "What the fuck is that?" (why i've seen this that many times i don't know) pretty subversive.
someone also posted the possible inspiration, an 80s bold film called Monica. it's particularly interesting how Soxy Topacio looks EXACTLY THE SAME, unless, of course, it's not Soxy Topacio. i do love the main dancer's "come hither" look, though. that dumbass half-smile is really hot.
my old English teacher sent me a link to a Turkish rip-off of Star Wars. this is great!!! i don't know what to say.
two of 2005's best debutantes -- Miranda July and Mike Mills-- collaborate to make a video for one of this year's best recordings.
and finally...WHAT.
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hey starting tonight we're reviving FUTURE PROSPECTS' MUSICAL FASCIST NIGHTS at MAG:NET Bonifacio High Street (behind Nike Park). These are nights where we invite people with nothing short of exquisite musical taste to give us a sampling of their music collection.
JUNE 4 (tonight): writer/radio host extraordinaire ERWIN ROMULO and brilliant fashion designer/artist/blow-up baby YVONNE QUISUMBING ROMULO
JUNE 11: sasseh and now sexeh la fashionista (hahahahaha)/rockstar/chick w dick MICH DULCE
JUNE 18: bassist for Sandwich and Imago, keyboardist for Duster and one of the most influential tastemakers of all time with her legendary radio show Not Radio, MYRENE ACADEMIA
JUNE 25: some guy named DIEGO MAPA Current Music: The Decemberists - I'm an Engine Driver
03:46 pm - random evil lars update no. 1 (of 1) evil lars was found by his owners. they sent their scouts out throughout the village and had them call out his name AT EACH AND EVERY HOUSEHOLD. when evil lars heard them he couldn't help but howl and call for their attention. i will miss evil lars, even if he looks like shit. he had a winner attitude, and much like Amelie he came into our lives for a very short time but made everyone's lives richer, even if just a little.
apparently evil lars is owned by none other than ting ting cojuangco , who probably got him from her son-in-law dodot (or dudut or doodoot) jaworksi. "that explains the evil vibe," erwin said.
and you know what the evil lars's real name is? VARS. crazily. Current Music: jaga jazzist - all i know is tonight
04:35 am - gay dogs and direk joey i'm sure you guys all remember Lars Von Terrier, my Jack Russell Terrier who was named after Danish filmmaker Lars Von Trier.
Lars has been a bit crabby as of late. I think he's having a personal crisis. Thing is, he's never been like this so we've all been thinking he's either a) possessed or b) manifesting a totally different, EVIL side of himself.
so it's weird that while driving just earlier tonight i almost ran over a dog, and when i opened the door the dog jumped in and started licking me. i asked the guard of the house the dog was in front of if they owned it and he said no. so i did what any nice loving neighbor would do...
i took the dog home for my fuckin self.
at first i wanted to call him Levring, after the other Dogme 95 filmmaker Kristian Levring. that way the Dogme brotherhood would almost be complete, since Lars's lover --Erwin Romulo's dog Vinter-- was already named after Thomas Vinterberg.
here, once again, is LVT and Vinter's first collaboration. A move i like to call "Dear Wendy" "Cheers to my dad; a rapist and a murderer." - from Vinterberg's Festen
But then when he and Lars encountered each other I noticed a sort of realization in Lars's face. Maybe Lars was recognizing his other-- his nemesis. So we have now decided to call him EVIL LARS. Lars Evil Lars
at first i tried using Evil Lars as a tool against Lars. like i'd pat and stroke and hug Evil Lars in the hopes that Lars would love me again. i think he's just being more resentful, though. earlier i tried it again and Lars strolled under the couch and just moped. tss.
The first time they met Lars tried fucking Evil Lars's face. this brought about many existential questions, like "if i met my 'nemesis' would we merge and become one with the cosmos or would i destroy him? or would i try to have sex with him?
notice how curiosity turns into blind rage turns into an attempt at homosexuality turns into nonchalance. wow this sums up my relations hip with panget in 20 seconds
such things are a mystery to this day. anyway, yeah. if you know anyone from dasma who lost their dog...
Direk Joey was the only guy on set who i couldn't say "no" to. I respected him too much, and he was a really nice guy. He quit as producer for Super Noypi because he refused to take the film over when he was commanded to. He helped launch the careers of Jeffrey Jetturian, Lav Diaz and Rico Ilarde back in the mid-90s, and provided Lav with a home all these years. He thrilled and titillated gay men all over the metro with his legendary bar, Chico's. He entertained all of us with his offhand remarks about the film and the actors. Now he's gone, and too quickly, it seems. i remember him planning his comeback film -- a really campy action flick about a bodyguard or something. i wish i could remember the title, because it was really ridiculous. so take it easy, direk. i'm sure it's gonna be a hell of a lot more stress free up there. and hey -- merrrrrrry christmass :) Current Music: guided by voices - no sky
back in the late '60s a generation of filmmakers came to Hollywood and changed everything. they were the film school generation- a group equally inspired by the French New Wave as they were Buster Keaton; taking inspiration from Kurosawa and Bergman as much as they did Howard Hawks and Douglas Sirk. they were later dubbed The Movie Brats, and they shocked the mainstream with fearlessly original movies like THX 1138, The Rain People, Duel, Mean Streets and Greetings. Later on, they changed the face of Hollywood itself, making some of the most important films of all time -- Taxi Driver, The Godfather I and II, Jaws, Carrie, The Star Wars Trilogy. They were Francis Ford Coppola, George Lucas, Steven Spielberg, Brian de Palma and Martin Scorsese. Of all of them, however, Marty was my favorite. He was the most personal one, and he never stopped taking risks. if there was one person in the history of film who could embody love for cinema it would be Marty. and it shows- every frame, every piece of celluloid is love.
i've said all that i have to say about Scorsese in the post linked above. the day after i wrote that, he lost to Clint. This year it was him and Eastwood again, but i think everyone knew that the award would go to Marty. it seemed a bit anti-climactic to give the award so late in his career. when i saw Spielberg, DePalma and Lucas all onstage to award best director, though, i couldn't breathe. i started crying. Oscars=stupidity, yes, but this was like the Movie Brats getting together again and celebrating the one who deserved it the most. this was THEIR triumph, and at the same time it seemed like the academy was apologizing for this grave oversight and were making up for it by organizing this touching reunion. Scorsese,in his speech, said that everyone from strangers he'd see on the street to people at his hospital would tell him that he should have gotten the Oscar. the Academy finally wizened up, i guess.
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Alexis, Ramon, Erwin and I were invited to discuss the Oscars on Daphne Oseña's show. biggest. mistake. ever. i don't think Daphne or her staff realized how close we all were, and so she just stared on, mouth agape, as exchanges like the following occured:
RAMON: Adriana Barraza will probably get best supporting actress ALEXIS: that actress from Babel was ok, but she was just walking around the desert for an hour or something. ERWIN: yeah but they did that before. you know what they called it? RAMON: what? ERWIN: Ebolusyon. ALEXIS: shut up.
ERWIN: Penelope Cruz will win. Half of Hollywood is Mexican anyway. ME: but she's Spanish! ERWIN: as for actors, well, it'll be DiCaprio. QUARK: nah. it's Forest's. ERWIN: neither Forest nor Will Smith will win. they're two black guys. they'll just cancel each other out. RAMON: WHAT?! ERWIN: and then you have that jew over there (points to Gosling). Peter O' Toole, nanalo na yan ng lifetime achievement. it'll be Leo.
DAPHNE: everyone thought Brokeback would win last year. QUARK: also known as the Alexis Tioseco/Erwin Romulo story.
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speaking of Daphne's show, Tiosecky and i were in the dressing room before the show and everyone was glued to the TV. they were watching Kris Aquino's interview. one of the girls being made up looked at me and said.
TV GIRL: wow. grabe no? so close to home. ME: yeah. isn't this going on at the other studio? TV GIRL: yeah. surreal.
she then gets up and leaves.
ME: who was that chick? ALEXIS: i don't know.
and then the Buzz ends and suddenly it's TV patrol and THE LOVELY LADY I WAS JUST HAVING A CONVERSATION WITH TURNS OUT TO BE THE ANCHOR. Bernadette Sembrano, everybody. she's great. i love her.
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speaking of Hope, everybody and their fucking mother-in-law is texting/calling/casually chatting with me about HOPE. I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HOPE. LEAVE IT THE FUCK ALONE. JEEZAS.
ok. fine. if you're going to harass me like that. i do know some things worth scooping.
a)Hope always liked to wear miniskirts so she could "attract D.O.M.'s". whut. b)Hope had a fatal attraction to James Yap. but that was it yo. she was a receptionist. no one would let her in any room alone with a fuckin basketball star, right? c)besides, why the hell would James Yap fuck someone who looked like this-- come on. d) people do tell me that in her fatal attraction to James she would take pictures of what MZA and i fondly refer to as "Mr. Poon" with her cel and send them to him. hahahahaha. love it. e) behind all of this, and i don't know why people don't talk about this, really, is a certain Vhangie Khua, dr. Belo's former right hand ladeh. she been caught stealin and was promptly fired, and ever since then she's been on a revenge trip. a certain unnamed source who happens to be my little sister said she'd been stalking/threatening receptionists/facialists to come out and say this sort of thing for a while now. i knew,when i saw two H's before vowels in her name, that i couldn't trust her! dammit! Current Music: Peter Bjorn and John - Young Folks (thank you Tioseco)
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