Noel

Last night, I discovered Noel Cabangon. Of course I've heard about him, but I've never had the opportunity to listen to his music. But when A invited us to My Brother's Mustache in Scout Tuazon, I was more than curious. Besides, the past week had been quite challenging and the opportunity to get a bit sloshed while listening to good music was too enticing.

We drive up to this dimly lit, folksy-looking bar, which brought back all these memories of my Tita Rita and Tita Batoy and Tito Boyet and their barkada, which they called Tribu Royale (yeah!). I lived at their house in Caloocan for a year and was always fascinated by their bell-bottomed outfits and their music. On stage were pictures of all the music gods they idolized and revered: Jimi Hendrix, John Denver, Mick Jagger, James Taylor, and all those other guys that made that era look so cool!

Anyway, when Noel C finally came on, I was just mesmerized. Song after song, his velvety smooth voice wrapped me in this cocoon of rhapsody and reminiscence. I particularly loved it when he sang his own tunes or covers of OPMs. Mas masarap pakinggan kasi tagos sa puso!

After his set, we got to hang out with him as he drank a glass of wine, feasted on pinaputok na tilapia, and talked about his adventures as a pescatarian. Great Saturday night!





Noel C with Mick and James. Where's Jim?!





Tagay na!