BANAAG AT SIKAT; ISANG ROCK MUSICAL
National Artist Projects: Bienvenido Lumbera & Salvador Bernal
in cooperation with the NCCA & CCP
Libretto: Bienvenido Lumbera
Music: Lucien Letaba
Production Design: Salvador Bernal, Jr.
Direction: José Estrella August 6-8, 13-15, 20-22, 27 -29, 2010
CCP Tanghalang Aurelio Tolentino
AMERICAN HWANGAP
By Lloyd Suh (Filipino translation by Joi Barrios)
in cooperation with the Lark Play Development Center (USA)
Playwright : Lloyd Suh
Filipino translation: Joi Barrios
Direction : Chris Millado September 10-12, 17-19, 24-26, October 1-3
CCP — Tanghalang Aurelio Tolentino
ANG HUKUMAN NI SINUKUAN
National Artist Project: Virgilio Almario
in cooperation with the NCCA
Libretto: Liza Magtoto
Music: Jed Balsamo Direction: Tess Jamias November 19-21, 26-28, December 3-5, 10-12
CCP Tanghalang Huseng Batute
I thought it would be nice to repost this article Gibbs Cadiz wrote for the Philippine Daily Inquirer in August 2007. I have been thinking about this article a lot for the following reasons:
1. Now once again, I am as involved in the Lab Fest as I was in 2007. During VLF3, I saw all the sets and was very much involved in almost all of the aspects of it. Something I did not get to do for VLF4 as I missed a few sets, declined directing a play, then a staged reading and finally resigned as actor due to personal reasons; and something I did not get to do at all for VLF5, as I only caught JUST one set.
2. I see the same old familiar faces and names, and the new faces are those of the people I have worked with before – in Tanghalang Ateneo and Dulaang U.P.. or if not have worked with, went to school with, made friends because of friends of friends of friends. The theater world is really small.
This year I am missing Rogelio Braga. Really, I am. I’ve always loved how More
I thought it would be nice to repost this article Gibbs Cadiz wrote for the Philippine Daily Inquirer in August 2007. I have been thinking about this article a lot for the following reasons:
1. Now once again, I am as involved in the Lab Fest as I was in 2007. During VLF3, I saw all the sets and was very much involved in almost all of the aspects of it. Something I did not get to do for VLF4 as I missed a few sets, declined directing a play, then a staged reading and finally resigned as actor due to personal reasons; and something I did not get to do at all for VLF5, as I only caught JUST one set.
2. I see the same old familiar faces and names, and the new faces are those of the people I have worked with before – in Tanghalang Ateneo and Dulaang U.P.. or if not have worked with, went to school with, made friends because of friends of friends of friends. The theater world is really small.
This year I am missing Rogelio Braga. Really, I am. I’ve always loved how More
I am contemplating as to whether I will watch this movie or not. It is coming out next month. If it were just another horror film, I would automatically, without batting an eyelash, firmly say NO. I don’t watch horror films, plain and simple.
This horror film is different though. First and foremost, it is my dear friend Nick Olanka‘s first mainstream film (hoorah! hoorah! hoorah! yippeeee! yippeee!!! rain dance! sun dance! sun dance festival! hahaha), after his successful short film Lunes ng Hapis, his Cinemalaya film Huling Araw ng Linggo, and his running-total-of 4 directed Maalala Mo Kaya episodes. (Nicki, ipopromote ba kita nang bongga? Like isulat ko pa ba lahat ng directorial activities mo, More
I’ve been watching these videos ever since I saw them on my Facebook news feed, posted by Nick in his attempt to distract people from the fact that Boy Abunda plugged him on SNN. Hahaha. Also, this song always makes me think of my friend Lizzie.
Lizzie, Tin and Angku at Angku's bridal shower, October 2006
She sang it on videoke on that night we had a get-together in Discovery Suites.
OBLADI OBLADA
Desmond has his barrow in the market place…
Molly is the singer in a band…
Desmond says to Molly “Girl, I like your face” More
Saturday is supposed to be my family day. That is the reason why I did not go to CCP for the labfest; the second reason being that on weekends I can expect that there are more audiences and I did not want to take one more seat since I don’t pay. I say “supposedly” because actually, I worked til the wee hours of the morning for my other project and went to sleep at seven in the morning. I woke up at ten, in time to get ready for Lia’s check-up at the pediatrician. I scheduled a check-up because Lia has had colds for the past three weeks and she now has coughs at night. I have been giving her Cetirizine but I didn’t think it was doing the job. I also slept in the afternoon after we came home, and worked all night last night. (So much for the supposed “family day” hahaha).
So we went to Marikina where her pediatrician’s clinic is located. Lia’s doctor said she has bronchitis and More
Yes, my Nikon D80 is dead and has been for four months. I finally managed to write about it too and you may read about it here.
I have actually been in touch with a few sellers in the past weeks, except that my money was all over the place and there wasn’t really much of a need to get a camera ASAP, until the other day when my boss asked me, “You’re a photographer right?” (Actually, there was a ringing in my ear when she said that, which is always my reaction every time someone puts “you” and “photographer” in one sentence when talking to me.) I said, “Um, yes” though and she said, “Can you take photos of the lab fest? Because no one officially is.” I told her I have been seeing people with cameras in the audience and I thought there was. She said no though and that is how I became an official photographer of the VLF6. She also said, “Take good photos ha!” and I’m no magician, but I said I will do my best.
VLF6 Camera Pass
The problem was, I had no camera as of that very More
Congratulationsssss…. to me!!! One year of blogging and learning and all that! If you ask me if this blog makes money, my answer is NO, not at all. In truth, my adsense tells me I have made $1.90 so far – quite a lot right?! (Why don’t you help me out by clicking one of the ads every now and then?!)
But you know, that’s alright. I didn’t put this site up to make money. In fact, I never really make any real effort at promoting this site to make money. If I do promote it every now and then on twitter and facebook, it’s because I want to share my thoughts or my stories. I don’t make money out of your visiting my site, because my adsense is set up in a More
Got home last night by midnight, to my husband standing by the gate with his hands on his waist and the taxi driver chuckling in his seat. Nah, I’m just kidding about his hands being on his waist, but yes, he was standing by the gate, waiting for me, with prior text messages to me like, “So is the Virgin Labfest til midnight?” and “What time do you plan to go home?”
Actually, we went straight home after watching the play, with only a couple of minutes spent filling up survey forms and discussing how to get home and who goes with whom. It was just that the show started at 8pm, with three plays in the set, and the taxi ride was kinda long, in the pouring rain. As a side story, my heart almost broke when in the pelt down, out of the blurry vision of the road the windshield afforded us, I saw a pregnant woman with a one or two-year old baby in her arms begging from cars waiting for a green light. The little one was wearing a sando, its hair sticking to its head and its face, in the heavy rain. I had the urge to run out of the taxi and give my Esprit umbrella, and maybe I could have if only the traffic light did not change from red to green.
Today, I decided that I would catch the 3pm show so as to avoid coming home late in a taxi to a waiting, almost-angry husband. Besides, the lab fest could use an extra person in the audience. More people watch in the evening than in the afternoon because they have regular-hours work, unlike me – who works all evening and sleeps all morning.
So after my experiments with commuting from Cainta to CCP, which included taking an FX taxi from Junction to RCBC-Ayala and taking a cab from Buendia to CCP; as well as taking the orange jeep-LRT1-LRT2-to still, the taxi-route, I have finally resigned to just taking the LRT and just allotting more time for the commute. Since I have to be at all the sets to take photos, I figured a stored value LRT ticket is a worthy investment.
Route would be:
jeep from Cainta to LRT2 Santolan station
LRT2 Santolan to Recto station
LRT2 Recto-LRT1 Doroteo Jose station to LRT1 Vito Cruz station
Orange jeep to CCP
and vice versa.
Today was my first time to experience the LRT on a weekday scene and my, was it sensational! I have never seen so many people crammed in one place and with all kinds of smell – not in a long time at least! On the bridge from D. Jose station to Recto station, there were a lot of food stalls and I could not resist getting shawarma. I remember thinking, “Wow, I have not had shawarma in such a long time! I have not had shawarma since college! And I don’t even know if this shawarma I am having right now is good because I can’t even remember how it’s supposed to taste in the first place,” More
Got home last night by midnight, to my husband standing by the gate with his hands on his waist and the taxi driver chuckling in his seat. Nah, I’m just kidding about his hands being on his waist, but yes, he was standing by the gate, waiting for me, with prior text messages to me like, “So is the Virgin Labfest til midnight?” and “What time do you plan to go home?”
Actually, we went straight home after watching the play, with only a couple of minutes spent filling up survey forms and discussing how to get home and who goes with whom. It was just that the show started at 8pm, with three plays in the set, and the taxi ride was kinda long, in the pouring rain. As a side story, my heart almost broke when in the pelt down, out of the blurry vision of the road the windshield afforded us, I saw a pregnant woman with a one or two-year old baby in her arms begging from cars waiting for a green light. The little one was wearing a sando, its hair sticking to its head and its face, in the heavy rain. I had the urge to run out of the taxi and give my Esprit umbrella, and maybe I could have if only the traffic light did not change from red to green.
Today, I decided that I would catch the 3pm show so as to avoid coming home late in a taxi to a waiting, almost-angry husband. Besides, the lab fest could use an extra person in the audience. More people watch in the evening than in the afternoon because they have regular-hours work, unlike me – who works all evening and sleeps all morning.
So after my experiments with commuting from Cainta to CCP, which included taking an FX taxi from Junction to RCBC-Ayala and taking a cab from Buendia to CCP; as well as taking the orange jeep-LRT1-LRT2-to still, the taxi-route, I have finally resigned to just taking the LRT and just allotting more time for the commute. Since I have to be at all the sets to take photos, I figured a stored value LRT ticket is a worthy investment.
Route would be:
jeep from Cainta to LRT2 Santolan station
LRT2 Santolan to Recto station
LRT2 Recto-LRT1 Doroteo Jose station to LRT1 Vito Cruz station
Orange jeep to CCP
and vice versa.
Today was my first time to experience the LRT on a weekday scene and my, was it sensational! I have never seen so many people crammed in one place and with all kinds of smell – not in a long time at least! On the bridge from D. Jose station to Recto station, there were a lot of food stalls and I could not resist getting shawarma. I remember thinking, “Wow, I have not had shawarma in such a long time! I have not had shawarma since college! And I don’t even know if this shawarma I am having right now is good because I can’t even remember how it’s supposed to taste in the first place,” More
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