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Chasing Ghosts in Baguio: A Drummer's Rainy Night

@Topiclo Admin3/28/2026blog
Chasing Ghosts in Baguio: A Drummer's Rainy Night

the moment i rolled into baguio with my kit strapped to a beat-up jeepney, the fog was so thick i thought my cymbals might disappear. 1698596 - that's what the old drummer at the session called the code for 'haunted venue.' turns out, it's also the timestamp of my weirdest gig yet. the weather? 25.22°c but feels like 25.81°c - basically, the air's hugging you like a clingy ex. humidity's at 77%, so my snare's tuning went all over the place.

i just checked and it's...there right now, hope you like that kind of thing.

"don't play 'smoke on the water' after midnight,"

the bartender warned, polishing a glass with a rag that probably had its own ghost. i laughed, but then the power cut out and my kick drum started vibrating on its own.

if you get bored, *la trinidad and itoigawa are just a short drive away. but honestly, with fog this thick, you might end up in a completely different decade.

overheard a couple of art students whispering about the
session road underground scene - apparently there's a speakeasy behind a laundromat where the barista doubles as a tarot reader. i heard that the espresso there is strong enough to wake the dead.

for food, someone told me that the
good taste cafe* serves the best midnight sinigang - perfect for when your stomach's growling louder than your double pedal. check it out on yelp if you're brave enough to navigate the stairs in the dark.

baguio fog

baguio street

baguio night


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