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Authority, The Best Party, and a Converted Rocker
Oktoberfest has always had a special place in a partyphile’s heart, and I always got excited when this sweet month came along. However, when I learned about
I was not born until 1986, so I missed most of the ‘80s, plus I wasn’t exactly a fan of rock music (you know I love House, right?). But, since I love my readers, I decided to feature the party despite my apprehensions.
I got to the Pearl Farm Marina at around 6 PM (last Saturday, October 17) and the huge, wild, waves somehow echoed what I felt inside. I was unsure about the party (I came alone. Social suicide, I know), and the huge waves just made the experience all the more unpleasant (of course, it didn’t help that I didn’t know how to swim). But sometime during that 45-minute boat ride to
When our boat finally docked, I started hearing one of my favorite House tunes (which made me smile from ear to ear), and I saw a familiar bald-headed guy manning the turntables. It was
I felt stupid for even feeling weird about this party; and I was glad that I let the partyphile in me step in. (Yes, even I have my moments of partyphile weakness) But from the time I stepped on that sandy shore, I was transported to a gorgeous place only the Partyphile Gods could have helped conjure up. I knew, instantly, this was going to be one hot bangin’ party!
Partyphile Pigs Out
As I walked through the sandy shoreline, I noticed the gorgeous spread of food. Pearl Farm dished out something for everyone. It didn’t matter if you were on a diet or not, they had anything you would ever want for a beach-side meal. Everybody excitedly took their pick from a wide selection of sausages, pasta dishes, salad greens, savory pastries, fresh fruits, and several types of cake. Guests were raving about the skewers of pork, beef, chicken, and fish that were cooked on the spot, right in front of the buffet table. Let’s face it; no Filipino can ever resist a good dose of freshly-grilled anything when out by the beach. Needless to say, everybody was filled, and the party has not even started!
October Booze-Fest
After dinner, I immediately started looking for the booth that served booze, just like any partyphile would. I was glad to know that, although Pearl Farm was celebrating Oktoberfest, they served more than just free-flowing beer (although, who doesn’t love an ice-cold bottle of beer by the beach?). They had free-flowing drinks for everyone. You name it, they had it! They served iced tea, sodas, beer and even mixed drinks! I consciously settled on a spot near the booze bar, and the staff was super nice, which makes boozing-up all the more enjoyable!
Like a Child Again
I was glad to see that even the little kids were enjoying the party, and were going crazy over the face-and-body painting station. Most of the guests had some sort of drawing on their bodies, which I’m sure, solved their lust for having an actual tattoo, at least for the evening.
There was also a Photo Qube in the that printed your fun photos instantly. They even prepared several different wigs and costumes to up the silliness-factor of your photos!
The beautiful host facilitated fun games that broke the ice and also gave away some hot prizes (including overnight stays at the resort and a really cute stuff toy). The party also featured one of the best fire dancing groups that had everybody staring in awe as they manipulated several contraptions, while playing with fire and dancing to ethnic beats.
The Crowd
I’m not gonna lie. I thought the crowd was gonna be filled with oldies, but I was terribly mistaken. The crowd was a great mix of people; four hundred people to be exact. There were kids like me, who were born during the ‘80s, there were some who weren’t even born during the ‘80s, there were people who I imagine to have been partyphiles during the ‘80s, and there were even people who were probably already scolding their children for being partyphiles during the ‘80s.
This party has proved that, with all the right elements, everybody, from different age groups, could all party together like they were 20 again. Being a partyphile does not have to die with age.
Authoritarian
The stars of the night were the guys from the Authority Band with their lead vocalist Juan Miguel Salvador. Everybody knows that the
They dished out serving after serving of ‘80s Rock hits like Take On Me, Gold, Friday I’m in Love, I’ll Be Missing You, and a surprisingly fresh take on Grease Lightning. They ended the night with a killer Queen-medley which, I must admit, got me excited (and that is much coming from a non-rocker), and a cover of the Meatloaf classic “I’d Do Anything for Love (But I Won’t Do That), dedicated to pearl farm’s General Manager, Karl Sims.
The Band’s performance was topnotch and inspiring. They were gracious and humble, and knew exactly how to tickle the Davaoeno’s fancy. They obviously had passion for their music, and the camaraderie within the band extended to the crowd, making everyone feel part of the group, as they sang to some of the most iconic ‘80s hits. (They just might have converted me into a Rocker, after their wonderful performances)
The night ended with a gorgeous firework display, which is always a special treat for Davaoenos, since we can’t really do that in the city.
All in all, “Party with Authority” was one of the best parties this year, and probably the best Oktoberfest party in the metro.
This was seriously one of the best party experiences I’ve had. The Authority Band was too good for words, DJ Torch served it up as usual, the food and drinks were amazing, the service was exceptional, and the ambience was picture-perfect.
I have run out of words to describe how great this night was for everybody there, which is a sad thing for a writer, but a great thing for a partyphile. I’m just glad that all these happened in secluded
If this is how Pearl Farm celebrates Oktoberfest, then I would gladly attend, every friggin’ year for the rest of my life, even when I’m as old as the Grandpa who was dancing all night-long to the sound of the best ‘80s music
Confession:
They say the amount of booze you consume in a party is a reflection of how much fun you had. And although nobody really needed to get boozed-up to enjoy that party, here is my booze count: 2 light beers, 1 vodka-Sprite, 1 Iced Tea-ni, 2 Screw Drivers, 3 Rum Cokes, and 5 Black Volcanos. And that is more than I’m usually willing to consume! The funny thing is, with all the fun things happening around me, I didn’t even get tipsy!
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Stephen Gately choked on his vomit after an eight-hour booze fest which resulted to his death.
Chris Brown has been spotted time and time again brawling with someone in, outside, and around bars (more recently, he’s been caught hitting his girl, R&B superstar- Rihanna) which ultimately put him into musical hiatus, or a possible career dead-end.
And who can forget La Lo, otherwise known as the has-been actress known as Lindsay Lohan? This modern screen goddess was a site to behold, and a true silver-screen chameleon, but she was dropped from several contracts because of drunk-driving and alleged unprofessional behavior brought about by too much partying.
River phoenix was a popular young actor, who seemed to have the world at his feet; he was young, attractive, and was a really affective actor. He dropped dead on Halloween night, 1993, after partying at the (Johnny Depp-owned) Viper Room.
Kate Moss was dropped as the face of Coco Mademoiselle by Chanel because of partying too much in 2004, after two years of endorsing the brand.
Even
How Much Partying is Too Much Partying?
Pop culture has been giving us examples of the damages of partying. The damages partying can bring has been plastered on the boob tube; been the topic of every other blog site; and been the object of scrutiny on almost every newspaper column. The funny thing is, we all find it amusing that these celebrities have lives that aren’t running as smoothly as ours. Sure, they have fame and fortune, but they still look gross, throwing up on the streets (or worse, for Gately’s case, in his mouth). But have we really taken time out to truly look at ourselves?
The recent media focus on partying has made me ask myself: how much partying is too much partying?
The answer to this is obviously relative. I can not tell you when you have partied too much; there is no standard measure for being a party loser (yes kids, too much partying doesn’t make you cool, it makes you look like a loser, so spare yourselves). Fortunately, you still have your friends and family who can help you with stuff. Yes, they can’t actually tell you how and when to stop (because only you can do that), but they can nudge you to the right direction.
If you really think about it, detecting if you are soiree-hopping too much is easy. You just have to gauge the Pros and the Cons.
Does partying vie you connections to people you need to know? Does partying stain your reputation? Does partying improve your lifestyle? Do you party to relieve stress, or does partying seem like a routine now? Do you still look forward to partying, or has it started to feel like a weekly task? Do you waste most of your hard-earned cash on partying? Has your partying destroyed important relationships in your life?
There are some questions only you can answer, and more importantly, there are some questions, only you can ask yourself. The real problem is: are you willing to ask them?
Your Choice
Ultimately, partying is a choice; it is your choice. You can choose to isolate your party life to weekend night-outs; or you could choose to party everyday, starting at 4PM. You can choose to sit quietly while inside a bar, sipping on some iced tea, or you could ask the bartender to pour that bottle of Tequila straight to your mouth, instead of the glass. You could always choose to spend your Sunday mornings staying at home, channel surfing while munching on popcorn; or you could just be finishing up your last round of booze.
What I’m saying is simple: only you can decide how much partying is too much partying, for yourself. Only you can tell when enough is enough for you; only you can draw the line, or create the boundary of what is considered “over-doing” it. And although it is exciting to think that your party appetite is insatiable and, it is easy to get caught up in the rush that partying can bring; the truth remains that you have to stop sometime.
Confession:
Sometimes, we have to face the fact that we are just afraid of staying home and doing nothing during weekends, because we are scared to sit with ourselves and actually face our problems.
Partying serves as the perfect distraction from all our pains, problems, and insecurities, and although partying doesn’t solve them, it gives us a reason not think about them, and the scary realizations they may bring.
Yes, it is a little known fact, but it is true nonetheless: clubs are filled with loneliest people in the world, trying to be happy… even rich and famous celebrities.