Indulgence

I submit

Michael Morco
Not knowing what he wants, he wants everything and nothing.

Went out last night with Berna, Anne and Berna’s friend’s Leigh, Alma and Kay. I’ve heard of the Manila DJ’s Club a long while ago and then, I was told that on Thursdays, they have a regular event called Fluxxe where the DJs spin anything they want. As in anything. One minute your dancing to Goldfrapp, the next moment, you’re rocking to Blur’s version of Girls Who Want Boys and then they played Michael Jackson’s The Way You Make Me Feel and then it was off to a remix of Talking Heads’ Burning Down the House followed by something like Donna Lewis’ I Love You Always Forever. That may not have been the exact set list but the music was that eclectic. It definitely is anything-goes Thursdays as they call it. It was loads of fun.

The place was filled with different kinds of people. A lot were dressed down, stripped to the comforts of casual clothing while others went totally punk. Anne was dazzled by the effect of so many people in stripes. There were some hardcore funky outfits out there – people in boots, leggings, striped bright colored shirts and then black jackets with shades and maybe a beret. Some people had a red tape on their cheek below the left eye. Everyone was smiling, or pouting, looking very fierce as they danced.

It was definitely a different experience, one that I enjoyed muchly. After all, when the music is not one particular kind, you are forced to accept the changes. You can’t fight it, if you do, you’d just end up not having a good time. If you couldn’t roll with the punches, you might as well have gone to Embassy or any other bar where things are more consistent, or dare I say predictable? Here, you have to submit and just let go.

It was funny, I suppose. At one point, here I am at work, battling against time, trying to produce segments and write scripts, fighting the very concept of time. I will be able to do all that I need to do before the deadline. It’s a struggle and it’s a bitter fight. Winner takes all, you see. If one loses, the defeat is unbelievable. It will take all of you. It will eat you up and destroy you. It’s either you produce and get it out on time or you don’t. There is no second or third place; there’s no consolation prize. It’s do or die.

But at the Manila DJ Club, last night, during Fluxxe, there was none of that kind of struggle. Not for me, anyway. I just submitted. I let it all go. And I guess, for me, it was okay since I’m very open to many different kinds of music – punk, rock, electronic, pop, whatever, you know? I let it flow through me. I submitted and I had a blast!

posted by wanggo @ 5:05 PM