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Lilystars Records & The POP Shoppe!: Pop Goes The Beatles

Lilystars Records & The POP Shoppe!
invites you to a celebration of great music from the fab four.

POP GOES THE BEATLES!
featuring songs from RUBBER SOUL
(their 6th UK studio album and one of the greatest albums in pop music history)

with cover versions by:
The Camerawalls
The Edralins
Turbo Goth
The Bernadettes
The Gentle Isolation

Wednesday, July 29,
9PM
ROUTE 196
196 Katipunan Avenue Ext. QC.
Entrance: 150 + Free Drink

***poster design and illustration by me!

The Great Unexpecteds: The POP Shoppe! 1st Anniversary Special

Made this gig poster for my friends The Camerawalls, Turbo Goth and The Bernadettes. :) Dear friends, please come.:)
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Lilystars Records invites you to a once in a blue moon gathering of pop indie scene's finest performers that has graced The POP Shoppe! Since its inception plus interesting first timers for added delight.

The Great Unexpecteds

The POP Shoppe! 1st Anniversary Special

The Camerawalls
Turbo Goth
The Bernadettes
Juan Pablo Dream
The Gentle Isolation
Your Imaginary Friends
Techy Romantics
Arigato Hato!
The Heart Foundation
Patience Dear Juggernaut
The Edralins

SAGUIJO BAR
July 16, 2009
7:00 PM
Ticket: P200 w/ Free Drink + Free Merch
Plus a chance to win CDs of The Camerawalls,
Turbo Goth and The Bernadettes.

Lilystars Albums and Merchandise available at the gate.

The Worst Cocktail I’ve Ever Tasted

I remember this specific night when Viva and I went together to this newly opened bar. She walked into this cordoned area with large couches and mirrored walls, which actually made the whole area agoraphobic. Soon, I found myself in an uncomfortable and peculiar place. I see my reflection in the mirror, yet I don’t see myself.

In a matter of minutes, Viva and I weren’t together anymore. I was suffocated by the idleness. The music coming from the DJ’s booth sounded like a ticking clock to me. So I excused myself and went out for a while. I sat down the stairs. Stared at the chandeliers.

I had an epiphany: It wasn’t the bar, or the people, or the music that was mundane. It was my life. I was bored.

It had all began… my unidentified feeling toward my life and myself right now. Life served me a cocktail of angst, dissatisfaction and insecurity in a chilled bottle of idleness. I don’t even ask for a refill or another round, but life keeps pouring it on me. And honestly, I don’t know how to stop getting myself drunk with this crap.

And drunken people do crazy stuff – things that are out of their characters. Sometimes, even opposite of what they would do. But it’s never something beyond their consciousness. We know what we do when we’re drunk, it’s our rationality that’s handicapped.

I am existentially drunk with boredom.

I am slowly becoming Edward Norton’s nameless character in Fight Club. I’m giving birth to my own Tyler Durden. I wouldn’t dare tell in detail the string of out-of-character choices I have been making these days. When I recall each of them, I cringe out of embarrassment. Disambiguation hits me hard on the head.

I shall sober up very soon. I’m not going to blow up my Tyler Durden’s head before it blows up mine. Like any alcoholic drink, I know I can always stop drinking when I know it’s getting worse. I’m going to spit it all out – the angst, the anxiety, the insecurities… the doubts.

I guess it’s about time I should fight back.