2010 was the first time we met (sort of). I could just look at you from afar but I can hear you clearly, telling me how it was nice for you to meet me and promising me that whatever tomorrow brings, you’ll be there – with open arms and open eyes. 8 years later, we meet again.
Chaaaaar! Arte ko. Anyway, this is a story about how I was reunited with (one of) my all time crushies after 8 long years- Brandoooooon Booooyd!!!!!!!!
As I mentioned, I did get to watch Incubus for the first time in 2010. I didn’t have plenty of money back then so I was only on General Admission so more or less the view wasn’t great but at least I heard them loud and clear and live! I was at my happiest then! I think that was also the first time I watched a proper concert with a foreign act so ’twas really memorable.
It took me ages to really recover and I’ve come to a point where I even named my first slr – Boyd lol. I was optimistic that one day, our paths will cross again. And once that day comes, wala lang edi sana dumating charot.
2018. (April) I always receive concert updates and one day, my phone pinged. It was an alert for Incubus’ show. I was so excited! I even set an alarm on my phone to remind me of the ticket sales and literally on that day and a minute past the opening time, I secured our tickets wohooo! Fast forward to September puhleeeease!?
September 2018. Day of concert (a few hours ago). Of all the days, my body suddenly decides to get sick today. I overdosed my body with Covonia, applied Vicks to as many places I could and brought my inhaler for emergency (which I used twice btw) and I honestly had to drag my body to get up and commute to Brixton.
Unlike the first meeting, Now I could see him clear as day. He has obviously aged but his voice was still crisp! I was suddenly transported to my high school years with the tape and huge cassette player; I suddenly remembered prom night when the band sung Drive; Ahhh, memories. Fun, fun times it were.
He still doesn’t speak much during the whole show which I sort of knew anyway but also sort of wished it was different this time. They still took out the carpet (fans would know why I’m pointing this out) but for some reason didn’t use it. Brixton also transformed into a big mosh pit! I did participate but after a number of songs, my energy died down from all the coughing so I mostly focused on not fainting on the spot and preventing to be squished. Also, they sung a mixture from their different and most recent albums although there’s this part of me that wished they sung more of their classics but what do I know hahaha.
My only wish now is that one day, Brandon and I could have picture together. So if anyone reading this has connections, please hook me up lol. Lastly, I’m gonna end this entry with this picture – cause it won’t be complete without a shirtless Brandon Boyd. Enjooooooy!
PS. Just realised, it took 8 years for us to meet again then when it did happen, they were touring for their new album named – 8! Coincidence? I dare say not! Taaaa!