Archive for the ‘Music’ Category


they always do have the right words to say.



who would have thought, right?

i didn’t.

Clever As You
by Sheila and the Insects

How did you run away?
Why did you end your smiles? Was it something I said
Or did I say things wrong? Your heart’s now cold

I’m counting the miles
Till I see your face again
Have I hurt you more than I myself can bear

So tell me where to start
My sad stride froze
I should have loved you more
But my heart, I’m sure, is not as clever as you

Will my heart ever know or care where you’ve gone,
Where you’ve gone this time
And can I be as proud as regrets now I bear

So tell me where to start
I fear to try
I should have loved you more
But my heart, I’m sure is not as clever as you

Had I known then what you’d do
And cared for what I’d done
Too late I know

So tell me where to start
My sad stride froze
I should have loved you more
But my heart, I’m sure, is not as clever as you

Clever as you
Is not as clever as you

can’t wait ’til tonight

let’s just say i have been longing for a couple of beers. it’s been a while since i had last finished a bottle.

and it was like, a month ago.

come tonight and i will be at San Miguel Avenue for San Miguel Oktoberfest 120! beer-guzzling galore. and Third Eye Blind will be in there, playing live!

and i will be going there for FREE. hooray for that!

the but the catch is, i was only given a General Admission ticket, which costs around P120. according to here, the Gen Ad ticket would not be much. i won’t even see the 3EB. major bummer. see more details here.

but most of my old friends will be going. my best pal Mamer and his girlfriend Angelie will be going. and my orgmate, Charlie, will be going too. as well as some of my barkada.

i will be going with some of my officemates and their kids. haha. cool. by the way, their kids are about my age.

i hope i won’t go home drunk. but my tolerance to alcohol has improved much since i was in college. i will see tonight if i could still tip over 15 bottles. [i am dreaming]

i was surfing the net about alcohol and i found this. haha. so, this is the reason why Asians turn red after finishing a few bottles. wow, the ‘red flush’ was an Asian thing. for the longest time, i thought it was because of being mestizo or being Caucasian.

for all i know, we Filipinos are hardy drinkers. we have Red Horse! but it turns out, we are not the best beer drinkers in the world.

on another note, i also can’t wait til tomorrow ~ WORDCAMP Day!

the Eraserheads Reunion Concert was really not meant to be

from the very start, it seemed that the universe has deemed that the reunion of Ely, Marcus, Buddy and Raimund was not really meant to be.

from the very start, the Eraserheads Reunion Concert was already hounded with controversy.

first off, there was even the issue that each of the Eraserheads had received a huge paycheck for signing in the concert. then, the concert’s promoter, a tobacco company, received much flak from anti-tobacco groups who were lobbying against the promotion of the concert. read it here. the whole hoolabaloo even prompted the Department of Health to join the fray. there was also the promotional campaign that fans who wanted to go to the ‘then-free-invites-only concert’ had to sign-in at the tobacco company’s website so that they could get invites. and because the reunion concert was sponsored by a tobacco company, the audience had to be automatically ‘over 18 years.’ there was even word that the sponsor could not get a permit.

here is most of the gist of the most of the issues.

but still the concert had to push through. the anticipation of the event was a rollercoaster. the concert was said to be cancelled, then it would push through but people still have to wait for the procedures. it was a thriller, the whole experience of it.

and the concert did push through. despite all the glitches.

i don’t know if it was because of the profitability of the whole event or because of the countless prayers of the millions of Eraserheads fans did for heaven to hear. i guess, it was too much for heaven to bear.

the tobacco company sponsor had to back out. see the details here. even though they had already paid the Eraserheads members.

then the new sponsor made ‘a few changes’ with the event. see it here and here. when the change of hands happened, the lobbyists were happy.

i believe that the Eraserheads concert was supposed to be the ‘concert’ of the year because of the band’s interstellar influence to the Filipino. but if one had been much aware of the media, there was not much marketing and advertising. there were no posters, there were no television ads. i don’t know if there were even radio ads. the issues that were covered by the local news did not even sell the event. viral word-of-mouth marketing was the means by which the news spread among the fans. this was true for my case.

the internet also had its share in breaking the news. i got my share of the E-heads gossip through a friend who is a music industry insider. she posted updates on her multiply account. word was passed straight from the band members through their official mailing lists. this proves true here. the website quoted Raimund Marasigan’s, the band’s drummer, statements through the mailing lists. read his anticipation here.

when all were settled, the people had to get ready. everybody was real excited. because the new sponsor had the reunion concert changed from being a ‘free-for-all,’ fans had to have tickets. read the clamor for tickets here. i experienced this first hand. i waited two long hours because the ticket distributor’s website bogged down.

friday, i had the tickets. i was real excited, i plurked out my feelings to the world.

then came, saturday, i had to do something so i almost came late to the event. but a friend and i managed to get there on time. we settled ourselves amongst the people cluttered on the open fields of The Fort. we did not have seats, food and drink. i did not mind the hunger (for i still did not have dinner then) and the stress for that day (i was running errands the whole day) for the Eraseheads were going to sing for me and all the fans, who have gone through hell for these rock legends.

when the 20-minute countdown flashed on all the field screens, all the fuss, the stress, the disappointment faded away. euphoria filled my systems as the first few notes of Alapaap rang the open air. for the next hour, i was singing my heart out. i was ecstatic. i was in rock and roll heaven. it was nirvana.

i have been to many gigs and concerts and all i could say is that i am thankful that this reunion gig happened. it will be forever etched as the best concert that i have been to.

i could not recall all the songs that band played. it was a blur. the whole concert was surreal. at least they played With a smile. it was all there was to it. there was Ligaya, Hey Jay, Kaliwete, Sembreak, Fruitcake, Shake Yer Head and all the other songs that made the first set. i was awash with nostalgia and this warm, happy feeling inside made me feel that everything was okay and that THIS experience was the best, EVER.

i was thankful. and very much happy that i was part of the whole shindig. it was history.

and after the first set. it was really history.

the band called for a 20-minute break because they have almost played for more than an hour. i saw on the screens that Ely slumped down after the end of the set. his drawn face was on the screens.

i had my dinner during the break. but the break continued on to almost an hour. then Buddy was on stage with a girl with hardcore bangs. he introduced her as Lally, Ely’s sister. they broke the news that Ely was brought to the hospital because Ely gave in to emotional and physical stress. to this, i could not argue because i knew that Ely’s physical condition was frail after last year’s heart attack and because word also got out that his mother died a few days back. the organizers called on everybody for a short prayer for Ely’s health and apologized that the concert had to be cut short.

this is the latest about Ely’s condition. they also had this.

i was not disappointed that the concert had to abruptly end. i believe that the pay was all worth it. though i joked to my friend Paul that the organizers had to refund everybody, especially those who paid huge bucks just to be there.

but i was really thankful. thankful that this concert happened in my lifetime. thankful that, somehow, the Eraserheads were able to play their hits for thousands of fans who were there.

i was also sad. gloom came to me after realizing that all the hardwork and dedication and prayers that made the concert true was put to an end by inevitable reasons that the universe only understood. from the very start, there were many obstacles that hampered the concert’s success. there were too many issues, there were too many controversies and there were too many problems.

then it dawned to me that this Eraserheads Reunion Concert was really not meant to be.

this made me really sad.

but it also made me hopeful that despite all the misgivings and the failure that have been borne out of this failed concert, there will be another Reunion Concert. one that is better. one that will be more organized. one that will be good for all the fans and all the people in the Filipino music industry.

it was fun reading this. it was fun to remember.

while doing this post, i ran through Eric Caruncho’s book, Punks, Poets, Poseurs: A reportage on Pinoy Rock & Roll. the book was printed in the mid-90s. Caruncho had an article there about the E-heads and their early beginnings. he said that the Eraserheads were the future of the Pinoy Rock music scene, then. Caruncho was a prophet for the Eraserheads are now icons of Pinoy Rock & Roll.

i quote Caruncho in his aricle that “God save the Eraserheds.” i also pray that “The Kids [will be] Alright*.”

*this was the title of Eric Caruncho’s feature on the Eraserheads, The Kids are Alright.” he called the Eraserheads ‘kids,’ then. When the Eraserheads played Toyang, Ely belted that ‘they tried to tell us we’re too OLD.’ how time passes. now, the Eraserheads consider themselves to be old.

this is such an emo post

i believe that i have been doing this for then past six years.

But, you’re chasin’ the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It’s getting away from you again
While you’re chasin’ ghosts

chris carraba’s words pierce me. deep and hard.

back then, i was too immersed with myself that i have forgotten that you were there.

i have flicked you like you were nothing more than ash on the tip of my cigarette.

but you were still there. ready at my every beck and call.

we had our moments. the late december nights. that quiet bus ride to home. the windy afternoons outside your dorm.

the summers we spent eating ice cream. i had raspberry. you had pistachio.

the evenings that i have walked you home.

the afternoons we spent sweating ourselves out. walking. jogging. running.

i wish i had the guts then. but i did not. i was too engrossed with myself.

i guess you got tired of waiting. that you had him.

and i got the hit. it was a homer. it drove real hard.

and i drifted away.

then came the news that he was gone. i tried to get close. i tried.

until now, i am.

but you won’t.

now, i am the one on the other end of the line. always at your every beck and call.

i have taken you hook, line and sinker.

maybe this is karma. and i am at the paying end.

if i had only listened. i was always the one talking. and you always listened. i wish i had heard you.

now, you have that fucking model.

and i am still chasing ghosts.

Chasin’ the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It’s getting away, away, away, away from you again
While you’re chasing ghosts

*Ghost of a good thing ~ Dashboard Confessional’s A Mark. A Mission. A Brand. A Scar

Rage against the dying of the light

this was the title of Conrado de Quiros’ column today. it reminded me of The Jerk‘s moving and angst-filled pre-EDSA battlecry which is of the same title.

then, i stumbled upon the inspiration of it all, Dylan Thomaspoem and it hit me. it hit me hard. the piece’s words packed a kisser that unnerves the heart and mind into contemplation. I almost cried.

these were the words that really reverberated within me.

And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

now, i miss my dad.

incubus intoxication

i’ve been listening to incubuslight grenades for quite sometime now. my brother is an incubus fan and whenever he takes hold of the pc, the house is overwhelmed by the band’s extraordinary rifts and the melodic voice of the ever-so-beautiful brandon boyd. even though the album is not as good as its predecessors, it’s quite a good music trip.

this song has been driving me nuts.

Love hurts

Tonight we drink to youth
And holding fast the truth
Don’t want to lose what I had as a boy
My heart still has a beat
But love is now a feat
As common as a cold day in L.A.

Sometimes when I’m alone I wonder
Is there a spell that I am under
Keeping me from seeing the real thing

Love hurts
But sometimes it’s a good hurt
And it feels like I’m alive
Love sings
When it transcends the bad things
Have a heart and try me
’cause without love I won’t survive

I’m fettered and abused
Stand naked and accused
Should I surface, this one-man submarine?
I only want the truth!
So tonight we drink to youth!
I’ll never lose what I had as a boy

Sometimes when I’m alone I wonder

Is there a spell that I am under
Keeping me from seeing the real thing?

Love hurts
But sometimes it’s a good hurt
And it feels like I’m alive
Love sings
When it transcends the bad things
Have a heart and try me
’cause without love I won’t survive

Without love I won’t survive

it’s so cheesy, it’ll really drive you nuts. but it really hits the mark. it’s so point blank, you could see it coming. but you can dodge it. it’s hypnotizing and once you’re hooked, you’ll come to the realization that you are pathetic.

now, i’m a believer that brandon boyd is an artist.

light grenades’ lead single, anna molly, is also quite good.

Beck’s Coming…

Taira, Chiba, Koyuki, Ryusuke and Saku. photo credits to

It’s really here!

Beck aka Mongolian Chop Squad was one of my guilty pleasures back in college.

It’s basically about a group of music junkies, their rock band, their soulful music and their dream to be one of the best bands in the world. Plain and simple.

For an anime geek, the story reeks of mediocrity. There’s a lot of stuff out there that features a particular sphere of interest like sports, sex and violence. But for a music afficionado, Beck is kinda interesting.

I first got hooked with the anime. It had plain but intriguing animation, incredible story, boring dialogues and amazing music. I followed the first few episodes and I got bored.

It was the manga that got me really interested. Talk about a story that revolves around music. HOW on Earth could you TELL music on a visual medium?! And the art was stylistic. It was inventive, (the chapter covers were usually spoofed from influential album jackets, it reminded me of Warhol) and the author was successful in letting you hear the music on paper. It had a lot of rock history and was very accurate.

And now, the anime has come to Manila. It will air on the 14th. I wish I had cable. Ugh.

And here are the specifics. And too bad I wasn’t able to go to the launch.

I can’t imagine Sam Concepcion as Koyuki. E pinipiyok pa yun eh. God. But I have high hopes for Jett Pangan and Rico Blanco. I don’t know how will Raimund Marasigan treat Taira’s character. I can’t imagine how the Filipino dubbers will make the local rendition of Baby Star or Spice or even the heavenly Moon on the River. Maybe they’ll butcher the whole series. Read this.

Hala, excited na ako. Kaso wala akong Hero TV. Pwe.

The Man gets a star

One of the greatest frontmen of all time gets the due recognition he deserves…

click here