Notes on the Eraserheads Concert

As the band asked for a moment of silence for Eraserheads frontman Ely Bendia who had been rushed to the hospital, the emos and non-Manalo jologs outside the venue were jeering.

Had this been the ’90s, a riot would have erupted with 40,000 loyal E-heads fans beating the snot out of them. But the crowd’s calm, almost sedate reaction to organizers asking them to go home echoed  Ely’s adlib on Toyang: they tried to tell us we’re too old.

And we were. Which made each song last night as precious as the P800 to P1300 we shelled out for tickets to the reunion concert. Each chord, each chorus, tapped into our collective memory of our youth, and even from the general admission section, it was beautiful.

For a few minutes, at least, we weren’t wage slaves with bills to pay and work on Monday, we were whoever we were when we first heard the E-heads: full of hope and grab-the-world-by-the-balls spunk, full of love that could be captured by silly lyrics and  simple chord progressions.

My girlfriend had earlier predicted that the show would be cut short, “bago sila mag fade away.” And when they announced that the show was over because Ely was in the hospital, you could feel the disappointment of waking up to the reality that this was a one-time thing.

Sure, there were some people who shouted for refunds, but this was drowned out by the silence of thousands of hearts breaking. It was like having a new toy (or pencil case) confiscated by a teacher, and knowing that you might never get it back.

We ended the night sitting dejectedly at the Goodah! in Libis in a last half-hearted bid at recapturing the ’90s. My girlfriend said that even if there was another reunion concert, she wouldn’t go anymore. The pain of losing them again was too much for her tiny heart.

–OneTamad, emotional correspondent


  1. i was not able to watch. i find it hard to say this as im really a big eheads fan. but i’ll say it anyway. there was a more important event that i had to go to. Even from just watching the concert from my sister’s recorded videos thru her cell, I felt exactly the same as the rest of you. i cant really explain what kind of magnet the band has pero there really is something right? unlike your other half, i think i really need to catch that 2nd installment.

  2. @anapb:
    They’re the soundtrack of our generation, pretty much. Every song has a story of our youth, and every story has an Eraserheads song. ^_^

    You should have been. Despite the semi-bad vibes of it ending early, there were beautiful,beautiful moments.

  3. I wasn’t able to watch either. For some reason I was buried under a rock and I learned about a concert too late. I was talking to a fellow Eheads fan and she was disappointed on herself, too.

    So it was a shock to see that Ely had been hospitalized (saw it in the Inquirer) in the middle of the concert. I probably would have … I dunno, cried, if I was there. (Side note: somebody laughed at me for still loving the Eheads. Said “What are you? Grade 6??” [I was in gradeschool nung kasikatan nila.])

    Last, before I blab a lot. Those freaking emos and whatnots that jeered when that happened. If they were really Eheads fans, they wouldn’t have reacted that way. Them freaks.

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