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Telling True Stories in the Living Room

Hey, you’re here!

You’re just in time.

Grab a chair. There are still a few empty chairs up front. The band’s just about to start. Can I get you anything? San Mig Light? Vodka 7? Tequilla?

Welcome to The Living Room. Now on stage is the beautiful Kelly Flint the rest of and Dave’s True Story.


SPASM


EVERLASTING NO


DOG STORY


There is a playlist in my iTunes marked TYPING, which is the music I listening to when I’m typing down notes I’ve written in my notebook or when I already know what to write and just need to bang away at the keyboard. Included in that folder are the songs of Dave’s True Story.

I found out about them when I was looking for a soundtrack that would get me depressed. At that time, I was re-writing a storyboard for Globe called “Closure” (and for those you who are familiar with that story, then it just means you come from that G-moment batch of Harrison… I still hope to get that approved and produced some day. But maybe it’s not for a cellphone. I don’t know. Anyway…)

So, I was listening to Sugarfree’s UNANG ARAW (which had the lyrics, “Ito ang unang araw na wala ka na.”), but it still wasn’t putting me in that mood that I needed to be in, especially for the “Closure” story.

At the far end of the Creatives area in Harrison (and this was during the time we were still in First Life Bldg), I could hear some blues song floating out of someone's computer speakers, which meant that Roach was still in the office. I walked over to her cubicle and asked, “Do you have any sad, depressing songs I can listen to?” And explained the story that I was working on. She reached under her desk and pulled out a tower of CDs and handed them over to me.

The CD at the top of the pile was Dave’s True Story.

My favorite songs from that album are “Sex Without Bodies”, which talked about cybersex (very William Gibson) and “Trollope”, about a girl who stopped reading her favorite author because it reminded her of the man who broke her heart.

While working today, I remembered a text message from Zach of IMAGO that their latest video was now on YouTube. That made me wonder if there were any videos of Dave’s True Story. So many thanks for must go to Mr. Anthony Pepitone for uploading those wonderful videos.

Hope you enjoyed the show.

I’m going back to typing now.

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