Living Rock N' Roll.

My older sisters grew up with the music of Ricky Nelson, Paul Anka and Elvis Presley. I barely recall Ricky Nelson but could still remember the LPs and 45's of Paul Anka which my sister Sonia kept and played in the gleaming turn table in our living room.

Of Elvis Presley, I remember our laundry woman's daughter showing off her idol's 4 X 5 color photo which she brought with her whenever she ironed our pile of clothes. And course, my aunt took me and my sis Jo to the movies of Elvis at the Ideal and Ever theatres in Avenida Rizal.

I was listening to old music at the RJ station the other day and heard of an Elvis Presley night at a local bistro housed in a big hotel. That would be in August, the birth month of The Rock N' Roll King. 

I love the Elvis Presley songs which can accompany boogie dancing especially Blue Suede Shoes. 

Let's rock. Let's boogie.

Riot.

The other night we checked the Laffline at Timog,  My sister gave me a booklet of tickets for the Metro Bar, Laffline and Punch Line.  

There were some funny gags, but most were crude and gay jokes.  The finale had the s/he male, Anton Diva, a stunning gay singer with various recordings to her/his name.  If you didn't know she was a he, you might even ask her for date.

What I didn't also like in the show was the incessant request (joke only kuno) for money from the various members of the show. Each time a viewer requests for a song, the performer would jokingly ask for cash.

I found it crude and sapilitan.  They might want to change strategy and just announce at the start that each song request would cost, say, two hundred pesos. Or they can pass out a hat or jar and ask for tips.

Tonight, we went to see RJ and his band (the Riots) at the RJ Bar in Bel Air. 

Whenever I am in Manila, I make it a point to watch Ramon Jacinto perform live.

As usual, his music is my type of dance music.  Very guitary.  Very danceable.  I was able to dance a couple.  It was enough to make my day.