A good friend invited me to an evening of intimate chamber music in a venue hidden somewhere in Cubao, a place which he says, is a haven for introverts. I went with my wife and we had a wonderful time with the music and the crowd. After the performance, the host toured us around the venue and gave us a summarized history. It was evening that time, but I could imagine the light coming in during different times of the day. The quiet place is called Sinepop. A few months passed since then and after a busy streak of shoots, I was eager for some quality R&R. Somehow Sinepop kept…