I was moved that I had to listen to the songs again so I can relive the story and aptly write a review of Ang Huling El Bimbo The Musical without dishing big spoilers. It was probably in 1996 and I was just five years old when my eldest brother came home from school and he brought a storybook called “Fruitcake”, which he took great care of as if his life depended on it. That was my first encounter with the band called Eraserheads. I am the youngest of five siblings and my oldest siblings’ music unconsciously became mine (because, technically, I don’t have a say on what radio station to…