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	<title>Comments on: The Trip That Was: Notes from the Bass Player</title>
	<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/</link>
	<description>Archives from the Old World of Hastang</description>
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		<title>By: Notes from the Lyricist &#124; Soliloquy &#124; FUBARgenre: The Genre of Fubar</title>
		<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13875</link>
		<dc:creator>Notes from the Lyricist &#124; Soliloquy &#124; FUBARgenre: The Genre of Fubar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 02:52:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] been meaning to write a detailed account of what went on in Hastang&#8217;s recent Manila trip, but Guile beat me to it. And I couldn&#8217;t have said it better. Guile&#8217;s chronicle is an excellent take on the [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] been meaning to write a detailed account of what went on in Hastang&#8217;s recent Manila trip, but Guile beat me to it. And I couldn&#8217;t have said it better. Guile&#8217;s chronicle is an excellent take on the [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>By: guile</title>
		<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13873</link>
		<dc:creator>guile</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 02:05:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13873</guid>
		<description>a million thanks to all who were with us, who supported us, who wished us luck and prayed for us :).. we truly had a wonderful time at the up fair.. mayta makabalik mi next year :)..</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>a million thanks to all who were with us, who supported us, who wished us luck and prayed for us :).. we truly had a wonderful time at the up fair.. mayta makabalik mi next year :)..</p>
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		<title>By: yan</title>
		<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13759</link>
		<dc:creator>yan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 22:56:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13759</guid>
		<description>bon, being backstage is not as fun as being part of the audience. mas lingaw man magsikit-sikit sa crowd gud. hahahaha. gimingaw na sad ko sa days na magligid ligid sa kahubog. banned na ang alcohol sa fair. :-( thank god for alli and her sneaky ways! laklak ug beer (covered by a blue hanky) in front of the guard. hahahaha. sshhhh...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>bon, being backstage is not as fun as being part of the audience. mas lingaw man magsikit-sikit sa crowd gud. hahahaha. gimingaw na sad ko sa days na magligid ligid sa kahubog. banned na ang alcohol sa fair. <img src='http://blog.hastang.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':-(' class='wp-smiley' /> thank god for alli and her sneaky ways! laklak ug beer (covered by a blue hanky) in front of the guard. hahahaha. sshhhh&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: And There We Were</title>
		<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13726</link>
		<dc:creator>And There We Were</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 17:16:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13726</guid>
		<description>[...] a blow by blow story of our Manila trip, you can check out the details here. Plus more pics here, here, here, here and [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] a blow by blow story of our Manila trip, you can check out the details here. Plus more pics here, here, here, here and [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>By: J</title>
		<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13695</link>
		<dc:creator>J</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 11:01:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13695</guid>
		<description>missed it too damn...!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>missed it too damn&#8230;!</p>
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		<title>By: Bon</title>
		<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13693</link>
		<dc:creator>Bon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 10:02:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13693</guid>
		<description>Hastang and Yan,

I think I just missed something that I will regret for the rest of my life.  Galaway na gani ko just thinking of Sunken Garden and then you guys at CENTENNIAL FAIR.  P*t*ng I*a!!!!!!!!!!! 

Great job ........... WWWWAAAAAAHHHHH!! I missed it ... Shet!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hastang and Yan,</p>
<p>I think I just missed something that I will regret for the rest of my life.  Galaway na gani ko just thinking of Sunken Garden and then you guys at CENTENNIAL FAIR.  P*t*ng I*a!!!!!!!!!!! </p>
<p>Great job &#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.. WWWWAAAAAAHHHHH!! I missed it &#8230; Shet!</p>
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		<title>By: Redoble Family &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Live Performance Pictures</title>
		<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13604</link>
		<dc:creator>Redoble Family &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Live Performance Pictures</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 10:16:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13604</guid>
		<description>[...] chronicled Hastang&#8217;s recent trip in his very detailed blog post. Read it to get a sense of what Hastang went through. It&#8217;s vicarious living of sorts for [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] chronicled Hastang&#8217;s recent trip in his very detailed blog post. Read it to get a sense of what Hastang went through. It&#8217;s vicarious living of sorts for [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>By: Yan</title>
		<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13570</link>
		<dc:creator>Yan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 17:53:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13570</guid>
		<description>well said, guile. well said.

just read this again (&lt;em&gt;now that the post layout is in place and i don't have to worry about visuals anymore; i.e. less distraction&lt;/em&gt;), and i must thank you for transporting me back to those nights.

i almost feel like i'm part of the band, performing on stage, riding the wave, and one with the music...

watching your performance has its own high. but i can only imagine the sheer terror and the utter euphoria of playing your music in front of a huge crowd. it must feel like having an orgasm with your eyes open (to borrow a phrase from rachel klein). what a rush, huh?

:cool:

ps: i hope to be born with talent in my next lifetime.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>well said, guile. well said.</p>
<p>just read this again (<em>now that the post layout is in place and i don&#8217;t have to worry about visuals anymore; i.e. less distraction</em>), and i must thank you for transporting me back to those nights.</p>
<p>i almost feel like i&#8217;m part of the band, performing on stage, riding the wave, and one with the music&#8230;</p>
<p>watching your performance has its own high. but i can only imagine the sheer terror and the utter euphoria of playing your music in front of a huge crowd. it must feel like having an orgasm with your eyes open (to borrow a phrase from rachel klein). what a rush, huh?</p>
<p> <img src='http://blog.hastang.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_cool.gif' alt=':cool:' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>ps: i hope to be born with talent in my next lifetime.</p>
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		<title>By: Yan</title>
		<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13560</link>
		<dc:creator>Yan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 14:17:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13560</guid>
		<description>so not true: 

&lt;blockquote&gt;On normal days, the Sunken Garden is like a dried up lake.&lt;/blockquote&gt;

the sunken garden is always teeming with people, throbbing with life, thumping with its own unique rhythm, bustling with activity (often of the questionable nature). hehehehe.

sigh. the memories.

;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>so not true: </p>
<blockquote><p>On normal days, the Sunken Garden is like a dried up lake.</p></blockquote>
<p>the sunken garden is always teeming with people, throbbing with life, thumping with its own unique rhythm, bustling with activity (often of the questionable nature). hehehehe.</p>
<p>sigh. the memories.</p>
<p> <img src='http://blog.hastang.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>By: yan</title>
		<link>http://blog.hastang.com/2008/02/23/the-trip-that-was-notes-from-the-bass-player/#comment-13558</link>
		<dc:creator>yan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 14:04:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>items that guile missed because he was always in a hurry to run off with zsa zsa to heaven-knows-where: 

;)


&lt;strong&gt;late fri night, feb 14:&lt;/strong&gt; gaw's super powers finally manifested in a "magic" door in greenbelt

&lt;strong&gt;sat, feb. 16, 4ish am:&lt;/strong&gt; walking along jupiter street while gaw was drunkenly raving in bisaya. lugging heavy instruments (gaw and moi with their guitars and gadgets; mark with his ginormous cymbals and heavy stands) from the gig venue to gaw's and tessa's respective hotels (which took all of 10 minutes)

&lt;strong&gt;sat noon, feb. 16:&lt;/strong&gt; cam whoring for mark while waiting for our ride to QC. i have to admit that moimoi finally claimed the "piolo throne" for his own. (sorry, guile!)

&lt;strong&gt;sat afternoon, feb. 16:&lt;/strong&gt; unable to sleep prior to the UP fair gig with moimoi driving us nuts! (it was a huge mistake to let him stay in our room) i will say nothing more (for fear of my life - seriously), except to hint at the (uhm) possible existence of moimoi's nude photos. to be relinquished to the highest bidder. i kid you not.

&lt;strong&gt;sun, feb. 17, 4ish am:&lt;/strong&gt; digesting the events that transpired in the UP fair while smoking in our hotel lobby; laughing off our exhaustion; making a pact to continue the hastang journey -- no matter what it takes.

&lt;strong&gt;all day sun, feb. 17:&lt;/strong&gt; waking up at 7 am to scurry for last minute laag -- gaw, phoebe, and moi off to MOA; i and mark off to tagaytay; guile off to heaven

:cool:

next year na sad? can't wait.

(pwede sad next month. or next week. hehehe)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>items that guile missed because he was always in a hurry to run off with zsa zsa to heaven-knows-where: </p>
<p> <img src='http://blog.hastang.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p><strong>late fri night, feb 14:</strong> gaw&#8217;s super powers finally manifested in a &#8220;magic&#8221; door in greenbelt</p>
<p><strong>sat, feb. 16, 4ish am:</strong> walking along jupiter street while gaw was drunkenly raving in bisaya. lugging heavy instruments (gaw and moi with their guitars and gadgets; mark with his ginormous cymbals and heavy stands) from the gig venue to gaw&#8217;s and tessa&#8217;s respective hotels (which took all of 10 minutes)</p>
<p><strong>sat noon, feb. 16:</strong> cam whoring for mark while waiting for our ride to QC. i have to admit that moimoi finally claimed the &#8220;piolo throne&#8221; for his own. (sorry, guile!)</p>
<p><strong>sat afternoon, feb. 16:</strong> unable to sleep prior to the UP fair gig with moimoi driving us nuts! (it was a huge mistake to let him stay in our room) i will say nothing more (for fear of my life - seriously), except to hint at the (uhm) possible existence of moimoi&#8217;s nude photos. to be relinquished to the highest bidder. i kid you not.</p>
<p><strong>sun, feb. 17, 4ish am:</strong> digesting the events that transpired in the UP fair while smoking in our hotel lobby; laughing off our exhaustion; making a pact to continue the hastang journey &#8212; no matter what it takes.</p>
<p><strong>all day sun, feb. 17:</strong> waking up at 7 am to scurry for last minute laag &#8212; gaw, phoebe, and moi off to MOA; i and mark off to tagaytay; guile off to heaven</p>
<p> <img src='http://blog.hastang.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_cool.gif' alt=':cool:' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>next year na sad? can&#8217;t wait.</p>
<p>(pwede sad next month. or next week. hehehe)</p>
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