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Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Monday, March 14, 2011

Time for Drastic Measures

Alright, I miss you. There.. I said it! I miss playing my violin. Even if I'm no good, I still miss you..


I watched a real good violin and piano cover of Mr. Brightside on Youtube and regrets sank in. If I would've practiced everyday for the last 2 years, I would've been extremely good in playing the violin. Oh well. There's still hope. I promise to practice everyday and to take lessons starting next week. I'll be updating you guys of my progress via this blog, twitter or facebook (whichever goes first).


I have to go home and get my violin. Ta-ta. 


Oh, by the way, here's the link for the Mr. Brightside piano and violin cover CLICK ME PLEASE YOU SWEET LITTLE CREATURE OF THE LORD


This is a snapshot of my pretty little babe, my violin. Along with my other babe, Marlboro Lights. 



Monday, November 30, 2009

The Best Bob Marley Quote Ever


You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t eitherand the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.”
- Bob Marley -

I have no idea if this quote from Bob Marley is authentic or not. There isn't any confirmation about it in the Internet but whoever made this quote is a genius! 

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Electro Indie is the the Sh^t!!


I am really into Her Space Holiday! Marc Bianchi (monikers include xoxo, panda and the new kid revival) is a genius!




"I am the ultimate, mega, super duper, hands down, all superlatives, no holds barred Her Space Holiday fan".
(Quote modified. Taken from a short indie film entitled "A Date with Jao Mapa")


The lyrics in Marc Bianchi's songs are not as ordinary as you think. For instance, the song A Match Made in Texas is about having no definite lines in sexuality. I can relate to the guy in the Japanese Gum song and the female he was referring to in Something to Do with My Hands. Often, Bianchi's lyrics are about infidelity, sinful desires and being the abuser and the victim all at the same time. I really can't understand why I like him so much even if his lyrics are a bit so truthful and disturbing. Maybe it's about the catchy tunes, the relaxing sound of his voice or because he captures a lot of emotons and memories in each song. He is truly an exceptional artist.




Below are some of my favorite Her Space Holiday songs:
  1. Japanese Gum
  2. A Match Made in Texas
  3. Something to Do with My Hands
  4. The New Kid Revival Opener
(Click on the Icon to listen)










Japanese Gum Lyrics


I used to know this girl
Who gave her love away
To every guy she met
And with all the games they played
She never seemed to cry
She never got upset
And one by one they came
And one by one they left
I thought that I could fix her
If she would let me in
But all of my advances
Were shut down in the end
When days turned into months
I begged her to explain
And this is what she sang

It's not like I'm a slut
Or that I really like to fuck
I just want every boy I see
To walk away with part of me
Until there's nothing left to hold
Until there's nothing left to hate
I appreciate your help
But even you can't save me from myself

I used to know this boy
Who took notes in a book
But he ripped out all the pages
Before I got a look
At all the words he scribbled
At all the lines he filled
But the ink stains on his fingers
Told me he was skilled
At capturing a feeling
That most of us just miss
The simple pain of living
With goodbyes on our lips
I found one of the pages
Crumpled by her bed
And this is how it read

It's not like I am weak
Or that I don't know how to leave
It's just that every time you cheat
You bring me closer to defeat

Until there's nothing left to love
Until there's nothing left to say
I know that you need help
But even I can't save you from yourself





A Match Made in Texas Lyrics


He's towing the line
He's gendered defined
It's the magic of america
We're always so american

The truth of it is
That he just wants to kiss
That boy that she's talking to
The one that seems to own the room

The way that he dances
The touch of his hands
And the unapologetic way his tiny clothes stick to his frame

With blood alcohol and the drugs in the stall
He feels like he's getting weak
He grabs his coat and starts to leave
With one look back he accepts the fact

It's the magic of america
We're always so american

She's towing the line
She's gendered defined
It's the magic of america
We're always so american

If she had her way
She would know what to say
To that girl that comes into her store
By herself but not alone

It's her confident charm
And the curve of her arms
That tightly bends her circuitry
Into a twisted mess of interesting

The girl's outside
And she offers a ride
But she says i think i'll take my bike
It is such a lovely night

With one look back
She accepts the fact
It's the magic of america
We're always so american

By some off chance
They both crossed paths
And found a certain ratio
That pleased them both and made them whole

He likes wearing her clothes
She likes watching him dress
And through all this back and forth
Grew a certain innocence

He's not a boy
And she's not a girl
Just two individuals
Who made their place inside this world

They're destroying the line
T's gender refined
It's the battle for america
Both of them american



Something to Do with My Hands


You know it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired
You've got your mother's cheekbones and your father's crooked smile
Forget all those places that you've never really been
And all those situations you somehow found yourself in
Let your body sink into me
Like your favorite memory
Like a line of poetry
Or a fucking fit of honesty
I'll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south
With my old watch on your wrist
And my thumbs inside your mouth
Suck on my fingertips until you kill all my prints
So your boyfriend has no clue
Of how much I've been touching you

My problem with me is my problem with you
It doesn't take much
For me to come unglued
I put my headphones on
And hear your favorite songs
And it kills me to know
That this won't be one of them

You know it saves me to think even for a little while
I owned the set of shoulders that you came to rely on
Like in that movie theater when you whispered in my ear
I almost didn't make it
This has been my hardest year
Your job is killing you faster than a cancer could
So now you're giving up like they always said you would
You've got that old map out now and you found the farthest town
You hope that if you're lucky this is where you'll settle down

I don't care where you move I don't care if it's far
All that I ask is that I know where you are
In case our timing is right
In case you need more from me
Than a bit of advice
Or a tongue full of sympathy
 




Click here for my recommended website of Her Space Holiday/Marc Bianchi's music reviews

Thursday, November 26, 2009

A Closer Look at TWEE (INDIE+POP)

According to the Urban Dictionary, TWEE is:







1. Something that is sweet, almost to the point of being sickeningly so. As a derogatory descriptive, it means something that is affectedly dainty or quaint, or is way too sentimental.  
2. In American English it often refers to a type of simple sweet pop music, but in British English it is used much more widely for things that are nauseatingly cute or precious. It comes from the way the word sweet sounds when said in baby talk.
Example: Belle and Sebastian are the Beatles of twee.


Examples of Twee Bands and Music:







... and of course, The Smiths

Simple to Fun and Bubbly


Just pimpin' an ordinary outfit... I'm holding a film camera btw... :))


I pinned my "tooth" stuffed toy onto my shirt and wore black socks/stockings + my favorite pumps. I also added a red scarf and made it into a headband to accentuate as well as green chandelier earrings.


Fashion doesn't need to be expensive... It's a matter of style! :)
Twee-inspired get-up!


(click on the photos for a better view)

Bought it on an Ukay store! Just <3 it!!!!





Here's to better see the red scarf and the "tooth" stuffed toy.. I still deciding whether or not to flaunt this outfit at my officemates' gig this Tuesday.

Will add new accessories and post it here (a Lego watch perhaps?!?) :)))


Yes, I'm having fun!! Oh, don't forget to paint your nails purple to add more colors!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Meet "Her Space Holiday"


What's with online TV series this week? There are still no new episodes of Gossip Girl and Desperate housewives... So, let's just focus on indie music....




My latest music obsession --- HER SPACE HOLIDAY!!! :)))



iLOVEindie!!!




Wednesday, November 18, 2009

It Was Only a Kiss... It was Only a Kiss...


"A long habit of not thinking a thing wrong gives it the superficial appearance of being right, and raises at first a formidable outcry in defense of custom. But the tumult soon subsides. Time makes more converts than reason." 
by Thomas Paine


Songs: (Click on the Playlist)

  • The Killers - Mr. Brightside
  • Mishon - Just a Kiss
  • Pearl Jam - Last Kiss















Thursday, November 12, 2009

Indie Pop


Never stop... Indie Pop

Funny Representation of The Cure's Friday I'm in Love




I LOVE THE CURE...LOVE THE SONG...I LOVE FRIDAYS MORE THAN ANY OTHER DAY OF THE WEEK...I LOVE MUSIC...I LOVE BRIT POP!


Friday I'm in Love Lyrics


I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Oh, Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love
Saturday, wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday, never hesitate...
I don't care if Mondays black
Tuesday, Wednesday - heart attack
Thursday, never looking back
It's Friday, I'm in love
Monday, you can hold your head
Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed
Or Thursday - watch the walls instead
It's Friday, I'm in love
Saturday, wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday, never hesitate...



The Plastiscines - Bitch Lyrics


I love the new song of the Plastiscines entitled Bitch but I can't seem to find any lyrics of them whatsoever... I encoded the lyrics so I'll be the first one to post it online... :))) Here it goes:


Bitch - Plastiscines


I'm a bitch
When I brush my teeth
I'm a bi-itch
Walking down the street
I'm a bitch
When I paint my lips
I'm a bi-itch
But people look at me


I'm a bitch
In disguise
Son of a bitch
Never rhyme
Son of a bitch
Just realize
Son of a bitch
All the time


(I'm a bitch
I.T.C.H 4x)
oh whoo oh


I'm a bitch
When I walk my dog
I'm a bi-itch
When I fall in love
I'm a bitch
When i give the kiss
I'm a bi-itch
When I sing like this


I'm a bitch
In disguise
Son of a bitch
You're never mine
Son of a bitch
Just realize
Son of a bitch
Everytime


(I'm a bitch
I.T.C.H 8x)


B.I.T.C.H
B.I.T.C.H
in disguise
B.I.T.C.H
B.I.T.C.H
in disguise
B.I.T.C.H
B.I.T.C.H
in disguise
B.I.T.C.H
B.I.T.C.H
in disguise




(B-I.T.C.H
I'm a bitch 8x)






Saturday, September 26, 2009

Pissed off...

I am extremely pissed off because I'm having problems with my cell service and our phone was cut. No cell service = no texts = cancelled plans = cancelled dates = no person to talk to other than myself. Okay, I was invited by someone really close to me (I mean, I was invited by my confirmation godfather) to have lunch and coffee. I was excited because I haven't seen him for like 5 years now it's his treat...

He's just 3 years older than me and very religious (and by religious I mean religiously famous and pious). He's really busy and I don't think we can reschedule our chitchat next week. In addition, my early morning jogs at Marikina Sports Complex were also compromised due to this Typhoon/Tropical Cyclone thingy called "Ondoy"(Ketsana is its Intenational Code Name). This typhoon is the worst of its kind. I'm deeply worried for one of my best friends got stranded in Marikina particularly in Provident Village (the worst place to get stranded in due to exaggerated floods that drives people to go to their rooftops just to be safe). Well, let's not talk about disasters. Let's talk about my night last Friday.. :)

I watched Peacepipe's gig at Guerrilla Radio in Shaw Blvd. The vocalist, Jeck Pilpil got me captivated and it's safe to say that I was captivated by his voice, his Bob Marley-ish moves and stoned accent.. I developed a weird habit of checking out any hot guy for a ring. If he has a ring, well he's off limits meaning he's happily married. If not, I'm free to drool over him. LOL. Well, I think a lot of girls do that and I learned that from a friend. Ok, so I checked if the hot Peacepipe vocalist has a ring and guess what girls, he doesn't have one!! Ha! Thanks to the wonderful world of the Internet and the helpful search engine called Google, I researched and I found out he has a domestic partner (or a wife and this hot vocalist doesn't wear his ring when performing) and also has a cute son. This sad fact doesn't mean that any girl should stop admiring the band's music. For those of you who don't know, Peacepipe is a great reggae band. I've seen them perform countless of times and they're really good. They've recently renamed their band to "Jeck Pilpil and Peacepipe" just like Bob Marley and the Wailers. One of my best friends is a huge fan of the reggae scene and he was the one who influenced me with this kind of music. According to my best friend, Jeck Pilpil is a respected reggae artist and activist. Last Friday's gig was memorable. It was the last gig of their keyboardist. I hope they find a talented replacement.

Next, I went to Cubao X (formerly Marikina Shoe expo) to catch up with my fellow Grayscale writers. we drank at Mogwai even if it was raining cats and dogs. Then we switched to future where I met the hottest and the funkiest DJ in town, Eggboy. Trivia: Eggboy = Daddymaps = Diego Mapa (Pedicab, Cambio, Monsterbot). Our chat was basically about why I love and adore
his brother, Jao Mapa, and how I love indie films and theater. I know, it was weird. Ha! Me talking to him about someone else and ignoring his works altogether. I'm not a typical fan, mind you! As much as I adore Diego Mapa, I am totally in love with Jao!

I haven't watched all of Jao's films but I really adore his versatility and acting skills as well as his career choices. I'm still deciding whether I'll be a stalker or not. Talk about psycho! A Date with Jao Mapa epic fail! (Pun Clearly Intended). BTW, the Mapa Brothers both have rings... haha! Married!!!