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The aptly-named Tribe of Levi is one such group. Naming themselves after the descendants of Levi in the Bible, whose main task was to serve in the Temple as priests and musicians who praised the Lord, the eight members of Tribe of Levi consider themselves �consecrated for music,� a lofty motto, but one they ably carry on their shoulders.
Zaq Salazar, lead vocalist and Levite spitfire, disagrees with the whole �Christian band� tag. With one eyebrow ring jutting out conspicuously and faint traces of a dimple, he resembles a cherub gone wild, the quintessential enfant terrible. �It�s more on music. [The music is] sensual,� he says, �and it�s the only language of expression we know. Music is our denominator.�
Melissa Alfonso, the band�s lone female presence, agrees. Slim to the point of waif-like, with skin color bordering on golden, she thrusts an attractive eyebrow into the air. �The music take[s] you where it goes,� she says. The other band members smile at the remark, trying to ignore the maddening crowd on this busy Wednesday night at Streetlife, where they�re scheduled to play. Mark Ayangco, bald, with an impish grin pasted ad infinitum on his face fiddles with his drumsticks. Robbie Rapsmith, resident rapper, frets about bad hair days and hunger. Ramil Servales, bass player, and Paul Roy, keyboardist, their hair gelled so hard it could impale a porcupine, bob their cactus-like hairdos to the beats. Lauren C., wind specialist (fancy name for sax guy), and Emerzon Texon, guitarist, sit stoically in charming off-beat imitations of Buddha.
�We have our own style of going about things,� Melissa says.
�As long as the music�s sexy,� Zaq interrupts, laughing.
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