Y101 Diaries

After binging at Mooon Cafe, we all converged at Club Vudu for the concert. 2240h to be exact. That's Rivermaya's call time. We wrangled our way in thru the dense crowd. Would you believe the line stretched down to Olio??? My shoes were killing me but I was determined to live through our February-MLA-band-fix, this one being the last.

Thank goodness, these gigs are never on time so we'd managed to find us good real estate fronting the widescreen. The only way one can get close to the band was to swim thru the mass of sweating humanity at the main room of Club Vudu.

This is exactly what happens to an article if it's written way too long since the event. I cna't remember the details anymore - 'cept that my feet hurt. As usual, I'll let the pictures do the story telling....