Was out last night with Mommy Dea, Mitch, and Boss Lai for a night of coffee, music, vodka, and zombie at Aruba in Metrowalk. Two bands performed, both with guys in different gradations of hotness in lead vocals.
The first band had a repertoire of mostly ballads and love songs. I requested they do a cover of Right Next to Me by Whistle, but to my dismay they never did get to sing it. Mommy Dea was in a perpetual state of disappointment song after song, and she kept on "accidentally" dropping forks and spoons on the floor to illustrate her dissatisfaction with the vocals. Add to that, the guy had a strange way of moving his body while singing; each second we were almost always sure he was going to throw his clothes off and dirty dance right then and there, while singing Careless Whisper. The girls were sniggering endlessly, and I couldn't stop from biting my knuckles just to keep myself from running to the stage and ripping his clothes off myself.
The second group, on the other hand, performed worlds better. We all enjoyed their rendition of Maroon 5's Makes Me Wonder, A-Ha's Take on Me, and Culture Club's Karma Chameleon. Eric Clapton's Change the World usually doesn't make my booty shake, but their version was so good, especially towards the last part when the lead guy was improvising like crazy and hit a high note with a smooth flourish. But out of all the songs they performed, 99 Red Balloons takes the cake. I loved it a lot! The lead guy looked intense in his orange shirt and shades thrashing around the stage, and the drummer was über sexy beating on the skins.
By the time the first group started their second set however, we all decided to call it a night. Boss Lai drove off back to Eastwood, Mommy Dea and Mitch hailed a cab to Pasig, and I walked towards EDSA to wait for a bus to Makati. The midnight air was cool and damp on my cheek as I was skip-hopping through the quiet streets of Ortigas Center. Another weekend is starting, and a little ball of happiness is swelling in my throat. I let out a chuckle and bit my lip, as I began to hum the first few bars of 99 Red Balloons...
