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Line-up (circa 1999)
Orven "Bisoy" Enoveso - vocals
Ian Zafra - guitars
Benjie - bass
Blair - drums
FIVE FAVE ENTRIES
Attack of the killer bat
Chatting with a legend
My most hated band
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WHAT THEY SAY
ABOUT THE BAND
"I didn't like the name but it doesn't matter. They played great band music."
- Nina Araknida
Sunstar, Flip / September 15, 2002
"Few rock bands in town could stand at the crossroads of a dynamic and evolving music scene and knock down the high walls that divide music genres and audiences with as much success as Sheila and the Insects. "
- Ronald P. Villavelez
Yup!, Issue 1.03 / November 2001
"Sheila & The Insectsí music is new wave-influenced post-punk rock music that is considerably heavy yet still melodic "
- Cris O. Ramos Jr.
The Manila Times / May 31, 2003
"What does an indie band do with the oft-maligned mix of rock and new wave? In the case of Cebu-based Sheila and the Insects, plenty."
- Ganns Deen
PULP , PulpReviews / Issue 13, March 2001
Monday, June 28, 1999
Benjie, Blair, and Paul are all relaxing. I'm snug in my bed. I almost forget I'm in a boat going to Manila. (We took cabin tickets which make our accommodations look like a cramped hotel room rather than a boat cabin. There aren't any portholes) I'll miss Cebu for sure. I'll miss my parents and my sisters. I already miss Yani. I still cry inside knowing I won't be seeing her for at least some months.
Right now, all I can think of is where we'll go out when I get back. I still can't think of our Manila adventure just a few hours away. I guess I don't want to.
Posted at 01:00 am by bisoy
Thursday, July 01, 1999
I wake up and shake off the sleep from my system. I guess I'm not fully awake yet. I strain to remember what day it is.
I miss Yani so much. I actually want to cry but can't because anyone of the other guys might stir and wake up. I don't want them to see me teary-eyed. What's worse is our audition to a talent manager last night couldn't have been worse. I wasn't expecting them to beg us to sign a contract after playing a couple of songs but I didn't also expect them not to show up either. Her name was Bibsy Carballo. The nerve. I never actually met her and I never even talked to her, (the arrangements were made thru her secretary) yet I already hate her like hell. And this stiff floor that I have to sleep on. (2 nights already) Maybe things will get better.
Posted at 01:14 am by bisoy
Tuesday, July 06, 1999
I was a nomad 'til the wind
held my unsteady hand
easing my tired and lonely soul
blowing away the heavy air of indifference
clearing my once gloomy sky
showing me the horizon of promise
I was a nomad 'til the rain
washed away the clinging hurt
nourishing my parched and lonely heart
moistening my lips with the kiss of untainted love
cleansing my once dusty path
revealing the romance of a rainbow
I was a nomad 'til a star
held my stare with reassuring light
dazzling my life with sweet color
stripping away the shadows of doubt
embracing me in rays so warm
melting away my unbelief and distrust
surrounding me with the glow of love
I was a nomad 'til the wind held my hand
I was a nomad 'til the rain nourished my heart
I was a nomad 'til a star led the way
I was a nomad 'til I found a home
A nomad now no more
Posted at 01:32 am by bisoy
Saturday, July 10, 1999
Today I cleaned my room and the kitchen. I was quite thorough considering I was doing it all for the heck of it. I guess after it was all done, I felt satisfied and no longer felt guilty lying in my bed (layers of corrugated carton covered with a blanket) and doing............nothing.
I don't want to spend money. I vowed not to spend on luxuries until we started earning real dough here. And its not happening yet. Just auditions. Endless auditions.
We'll get lucky. I'm quite confident. Although every mealtime when I stare at my spartan meal, I can't avoid doubting our chances.
We'll see this through. We can't quit too easily. We've gone too far for that.
I need to sleep.
Posted at 01:55 am by bisoy
Friday, July 16, 1999
If and when I get the chance to go home, I'm listing the things I should bring back with me to Manila: (not arranged in order of priority)
1. electric fan
2. T.V. (the small one if it sill works)
4. painting brushes, oils, etc.
5. pictures of me and Yani on our last date c/o xiomai
6. some groceries
7. a small mirror
8. money. if I could squeeze some from my mom
9. my rubik's cube
10. pillow, sheets, and cushion
11. window lock
Posted at 02:18 am by bisoy
Saturday, July 17, 1999
I'm so depressed.
It's my birthday tomorrow and I can't afford to buy much for us here. We settled for bulalo bones because it was the cheapest. P35 a kilo. We bought around 3 kilos. Paul is cooking pochero. If I had my way, we'd have spaghetti with meatballs and lots of cold beer. Maybe the guys will chip in tomorrow. Like a gift or something. Weird things can happen.
I wish I was home. In Cebu. I wish I was with Yani.
We'll at least I'm with friends. Some consolation. I'm still a bum.
Posted at 02:31 am by bisoy
Thursday, July 22, 1999
Lying in my cot. We're on our way to Cebu. Things didn't go according to plan. Benjie couldn't get us on the C-130 so now we had to spend our own money for boat fare.
At least the food wasn't at all bad.
I have mixed feelings about coming home. I don't have money but I'll be seeing Yani again. And I get to drive my car again. Drink cold water. Eat heavy meals. Watch cable.
But most of all, I get to see Yani again. I wish I had money so we could go out and really have fun.
I guess I'll just have to improvise.
Isang tulog na lang. Cebu, here we come.
Posted at 02:38 am by bisoy
Friday, July 23, 1999
A few more hours and we'll be in Cebu. We've barely stayed for a month in Manila, the smog and traffic capital fo the Philippines, yet my heart is as heavy as bricks and my soul as tired as a soldier after a hard battle.
I need the respite from the spartan lifestyle we had to endure in Manila. Lots of misua and canned fish, no fancy food, and few luxuries if at all. I counted two movies and an almost nightly attempt at drowning of sorrows in alcoholic bliss among the few luxuries we afforded ourselves. (Tanduay rhum because beer was simply too expensive)
A few more hours and I'll get the vacation I deserve. Funny to be in Cebu and to call it a vacation.
I hope I had enough sleep. I want my voice in good condition for tonight's show. And I still have this lingering hope that Yani would meet me at the pier. I know she can't.
At least she promised to call.
Posted at 02:48 am by bisoy
Tuesday, August 03, 1999
It's morning and the SuperFerry's size is no match for the waves. She rocks badly. At the cafeteria, the freezer slides easily as the ship lists heavily at times.
Nobody seems worried.
The food was ok. The coffee, bad.
Just a few hours away from Manila's port. Leaving Cebu was less stressful this time. We brought much fewer baggages.
We were travelling with lighter spirits too. Four successful Cebu shows and two radio interviews, and days of rest and relaxation was so much more than I had hoped for.
The prospects are high for us now. We start playing regularly at String's on Wednesday. I hope this month turns out well. And next month better.
I can see Corregidor island on starboard. My thinking slowly shifts to "Manila mode". Today's my turn to do the dishes.
I need to rest. Can't do anything much. No cell signal.
I'll text her at the pier.
Posted at 09:36 pm by bisoy
Wednesday, August 04, 1999
I turns out that our show this week at String's was for Tuesday and Friday. So we played there yesterday, the same day we arrived.
It was so frustrating. Must have been the floods that hit Manila. Classes were suspended so there probably weren't too many enthusiastic "clubbers" that day.
Three long sets without a real audience. But we played like there was one. I guess we had fun at some point because we got to play lesser popular covers, songs we'd really rather play. It was great.
Now, alone in my room, I'm so bored. Its raining again. The weather really tires you. I'll just lie here and wait for sleep to come and claim me to dreamland.
Posted at 09:43 pm by bisoy