Uno: Fully Articulated "We are created from music, photography, literature and the almighty source code."

27Feb/059

“NO, Mistula is not J-rock.”

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And I quote Mistula’s drummer and bandleader, Lugosi, who has become quite irked at seeing the same comment appear too many times. There is no J-rock band in Lugosi’s list of influences (it starts with Metallica and ends with Mutiny). He points an accusing finger at me for putting Dir en Grey on my profile on our band site, but I like Dir en Grey, and I cannot help being me.


I think observations always depend on the observer. Upon seeing these pictures, Derrick, former drummer of the heavy metal band Dahong Palay, said I look like Motley Crue’s Nikki Sixx. Fabo, vocalist of the now-defunct punk band Hairpin, thought of the Sex Pistol Sid Vicious. And Joey, who once played synths for the goth band Delirium, had J. O’Barr’s Eric Draven in mind.

I hope someday, when someone sees a rockstar too pretty to be real, he’d say, hey, that looks like Uno!

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24Feb/0527

A Series of Very Fortunate Events.

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There must be something about the Mistula shirts that bring out the unholy in people.

An innocent fan letter posted a few days ago by Lilaea on Den on Angels inspired these remarkable pictures.

August, who I’ve met through Shikai, has been inviting me to play at his house. What kind of games he has in mind, I have no idea.

Seishurou, of course, has no intentions of inviting me anywhere near him. He flashes for Manx, who has been terribly irked by the fact that the boys are flirting with me, and not with her.

Of course, there is Aiden, who has been flirting with Manx for the longest time, but look at what he’s downloading now.

And Shikai, as always, has been provoked into this shot by Veritas. A horde of boys are now scrambling to smooch his fine ass.

But the best picture of all is this: A most surprising display of affection by Tsukisou that will render me speechless and breathless for days to come.


I LOVE ROCK & ROLL.

For a comprehensive background on these interesting interactions, please have a look at the colorful posts from Lilaea, August and Tsukisou.

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23Feb/0518

Bring me bling-bling.

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The spiffy necklace is a Christmas gift from Leigh, Joey’s boss lady and renown creator of Wish Jewelry. Joey also got her matching necklace, but unlike me, she refuses to pose shirtless in front of the camera.


Most of Leigh’s jewelry of semi-precious stones are made while brainstorming in the office, and are usually left lying around when she absentmindedly drifts off to the next meeting. Joey now has an impressive collection of Leigh’s abandoned jewelry. She is currently struggling to choose between lifelong friendship or a seller’s account on eBay.


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19Feb/0532

To quit or not to quit?

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Joey misses her video games. She has a whole stack of brand new Playstation 2 DVDs, many still sealed in plastic. Not long ago, she thought her life was stored in memory cards, and recalled important events by levels and final bosses. (“Yeah, I remember, because that was when I finally wasted the goddamn Omega Weapon.”) When she accidentally wiped out an entire memory card, she realized that must be how it felt like to have amnesia.

Joey’s mother thought I saved her daughter from otaku-ness. But now, after seeing her sleeping less, spending more and getting even weirder, she is starting to think otherwise. Joey has turned off the Playstation to play a more complex game. It was never quite Game Over.

These pictures remind Joey of the cover of Soul Calibur 2, a game she has mastered enough to win her a trophy at a local tournament. She would love to play it again, but she needs to get us dressed up and ready to meet a BJD friend tomorrow. Right now, there just isn’t time for games.

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16Feb/0522

The Three Puppeteers.

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In every event, the more interesting things always happen to those who are behind it. In the case of our first doll meet-up, those would be Joey, Rey and Yapi. They were the ones who talked to the onlookers, negotiated with the security guards and ran away laughing when it rained. (In a nearby Starbucks, they went into a profound discussion as to why Filipinos always laughed as they ran for shelter when it rained.) Watching them go about their funny motions, I swore that one day, I will make my own human photostory.



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