Of Major Updates and Impending Doom
It is useless evading the inevitable. The Mistula update has been set for October, and the band’s loyal disciples are gathering again. Bella Lugosi is no longer sleeping, and Manx Minuet’s new metal riffs are making sure nobody in the immediate vicinity is sleeping as well. Lugosi and Manx’s musical collaboration and future aspirations are written on Revelations.
Meanwhile, I must plan my escape.
Red Zep and Minuet
Red Zep is Manx Minuet’s stunning new guitar. Mia, ever generous, sent it to me as a Christmas gift, but after much thought, I handed it down to one who can make it shine even more. Manx, after all, is Mistula‘s lead guitarist, and she has mastery over six and/or twelve strings. (For those new to the weirdworld of Mistula, I, Uno, play the dual role of frontman and bassist.)
Taming Wild Hair
There is a Filipino saying that goes, “Guluhin mo na ang buhay ko, ‘wag lang ang buhok ko”. Roughly translated, it means, “You can mess up my life, but not my hair”. I subscribe to this saying. I also refuse to be seen in public with messy hair, that is unless, it is stylishly messy. (Joey, my personal hairstylist, calls it “controlled chaos”.) But in this case, I am going to be seen in public with messy hair (woe is me!), because Joey needs a model for Judy’s restyled wigs.
Here are some of the wigs that have made it to the cut:
Heartbreaker
A few weeks ago, I was banned from a TV commercial shoot.
I don’t remember doing anything to invite trouble. I was just sitting quietly in one corner, like I always do. That was until the star of the TV commercial, a four year old girl, saw me. She slipped out of the set, approached me and very shyly, said hi. Then she held my hands and touched my face, gushing “How beautiful!”, while I cursed my locking knees. Before I could shriek (or creak) a word of protest, I was in her arms. My guardian Joey materialized and told her I am heavy and that she should put me back down. The little girl refused. She also refused to return to the set and work for the talent fee that will buy her an entire BJD band. After several wasted minutes of cajoling and bribing, she finally let me go, but she was in tears and unable to look happy for the camera. The assistant director told Joey that I should leave the set. I spent the rest of the afternoon in misery and isolation.
The little Bliss had trouble parting with her new friend, Bo the Monkey, too.
The next day, the production crew bought the little girl, Bliss, a Barbie doll and several stuffed toys. But when she saw Joey skulking behind the camera, she went to her and asked, “Where’s Uno?” Joey told her I was home, and she looked at her new Barbie forlornly and said, “I will miss him.”
Bliss, I don’t want to break your heart, but you are a little too young for me. I am afraid if we stayed together a bit longer, you’d ruin more than my career.
Beware: They look cute and adorable until they start breaking your arms.
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