I ditched a Mishka Adams gig last Saturday for this, and that gig was in Eastwood City, hence it was the easy option. However, I was in the mood at that time to party. Wait, correction: to witness and cover a party.
Carna Manila 2010 started with me trying to warm up to the event: set at the Rockwell Tent, with more than a hundred people, the type who’d spend weekends out (read: not the crowd I belong to), were there. To fit in, and maybe because I was at the event with RF dude Wam, I had a plastic cup of red wine in one hand, and my camera on the other.
Oh yes that is news: my perpetual NO answer to a shot of this, a bottle of that, will now be on a conditional basis. Wine is fine, but don’t expect me to gobble it up like water.