What a day. If you've been reading this from way back, you'll know that my life isn't exactly full of engagements. Suddenly I got three in one day, and had to figure out the timing so as to make it to each occasion.
1.
Beatles In The Bookstore!, Aksara Kemang: This was a late addition to the schedule, having just been informed about it the day before. Since it didn't clash with the other engagements, I figured I could squeeze it in. Going in, I didn't know what the hell it was about. Turns out it was just a Beatles cover band, playing for a small audience in the cafe at the rear of the bookstore. They cranked out a boatload of Beatles tunes, taking requests and occasionally having an audience member come up and contribute badly off-key vocals. Lots of fun. There's gonna be a Beatles Night at the aptly-named The Beat cafe on Wednesday, so I'm probably going to check that out if there's nothing else to do that day.
2. Niken's Wedding: As usual, I always make it a point to attend old friends' weddings, and this was another one of those. Not much to report here, except there was this one guy who freaked me out. He had these earrings that stretched the piercings, making it look like there were big holes in his earlobes. I think I could've stuck my thumb through those gaps. Ewww.
3. Adrie and Chrisye Subono's Birthday: Adrie Subono is the boss of Java Musikindo, a gig promotor. Naturally, I've covered several of their gigs, and I've come to know that he's a great guy, really down-to-earth. I don't know if meeting
Ash is one of the highlights of
Yoga's life, but if it is, then he's got Adrie to thank. Anyway, when I went to the office last week, it turns out I got an invitation to he and his wife's 50th birthday party, and it would be stupid to not go. Why it would be stupid, I'm not really sure. Maybe I wanted to see what his house looked like.
And God, was it something. I'm not really an authority on tasteful interior design, but I was like, "Ack." I needed to go to the bathroom. Usually when you're in a house you've never been before, you can usually tell which room is the bathroom without having to open any wrong doors. It's usually obvious from the outside. In this case, however, I had trouble finding it. When I asked, I was directed to these double doors. I thought it was an entry to a corridor, and the bathroom would be somewhere in a corner. As it turns out, that
was the bathroom. I think it cost more than my house and car. To put things in pespective, I've been to the presidential palace and used the president's bathroom, and it's nowhere near as fancy as Adrie's. So that means you're better off being a gig promotor than president: you only piss off people who can't get into your gigs as opposed to an entire country, and you get a better bathroom.
