Sunday, November 20, 2005

That Bitch!

That Bitch!

I’m never gonna watch Constantine in concert, let alone purchase something at the Ayala Center so I could see him up close! That’s what I told everybody 3 days before the show but on the day itself, I decided to go, not because of Constantine but because my friend, Frauline, she kept on IMing, begging and pestering me go with her, she likes him a lot. So I called up my other friend, Emie, to come and watch too, we last saw each other other way back in 1998, I was pregnant with Gillian then, I thought this would be the appropriate time for us to finally see each other again after 7 years, besides she also likes him.
Emie was with her officemates/friends Agnes & JC (i’m not sure of the spelling, it could be Jaycee), they all like Constantine except me, we all got along real well, but I was kinda like the kontrabida of the group. Everytime they scream, I’d give them the look of disgust. "Ano ba ‘yan!" I’d tell them. They didn’t seem to mind, they were all too happy to see the pot-bellied rocker (pekeng rocker pala) singing his heart out. If it weren’t for the love of Frauline and Emie, I would’ve spent my Thursday night watching "House" and "The Apprentice". Speaking of "House", that show is so addicting, a sarcastic and genius of a doctor, I wouldn’t mind having him as my physician, as long as he keeps me sound and good.
My disgust for Constanstine grew even more when he sang, "I Can’t make You Love Me," I’m not sure about the technical terms, musically speaking, but I swear, he’s singing it the wrong way! His voice was changing with every change of words from the lyrics. On the first sentence of the song, I swear, really, he’s singing it in different tones (high tone, mid tone, low tone, falling tone), as if he’s practicing or something. He probably pouted his lips and made eye-contact with the girls a lot to make up for his singing imperfections. "I Can’t make You Love Me" is one of my all-time favourite songs, though it sounds simple, it’s one of the hardest song to sing, according to Dave Navarro, I believe him, I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone who sang it better than Bonnie Raitt.
We or they weren’t able to get close toS2400103_1 Constantine for a photo session, just to prove that they were there and watched his concert so we opted to have our picture taken to the next best thing…beside his streamer. FYI lang ha, pinilit nila ako, hehehe.
That particular streamer, by the way, is now somewhere in QC, JC or Jaycee was able to sweet-talk some of the production people and they ended up giving JC the streamer, complete with the poles attached to it. O, haaa!!! May talent, di ba! He gave it to Emie, so sweet naman, that guy. Inggit si Frauline…waaaahhhh!!! But without a doubt, Frauline was the prettiest that night! She was glowing, lahat ng kuha nya, panalo!
We were about to call it a night when a girl came in and started screaming "That bitch! That bitch." Her boyfriend was trying to make her quiet but she was really mad and jealous. Anyway, she and that bitch ended up having a cat fight, screaming and all. The boyfriend came to the rescue, after a minute or so, taking that bitch with him. No wonder the screaming girl was so mad, her boyfriend didn’t love him anymore. I think the crowd favored that bitch more, because they all screamed with approval when the boyfriend chose her instead of the screaming girl. And what valuable lesson did we learn from them? Well, they have proven once again that having money doesn’t equal having class.
Before going home, we decided to get some caffeine fix from the nearby Seattle’s Best, libre ni Frauline. And while waiting for our order, we heard screaming girls running towards our direction. Constantine was heading our way, Emie and Frau came rushing out leaving me inside the store. It happened so fast, the next time I saw them they were pushed against the wall by the crowd. But they were all to happy to notice it.
What a night.

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