casarayahan set A

grad

sotero's xmas party: GRO night!

I Will Talk And Hollywood Will Listen - Robbie Williams Live

i always thought this performance is BRILLIANT and Robbie Williams is just GREAT :-)

pangasinan trip

wadja la!

out of boredom, one full moon

bilog nanaman ang buwan. ilabas mo na ang kalokohan.

MP @ Cuerdas

last night gig @ Cuerdas

aroz caldo adobo bibingka balot.

one song i wrote couple of years ago. wala magawa sa bhouse, nirecord ko. pesensiya na sa boses at sa gitara, hindi ako marunong magtono.

district 9

District 9 is fuckidon'tknowwhatexactwordshouldiusetodescribehowgoodthismovieis. brilliant. awesome. genius. Nuff said

Photo Album 2009-08-25

sotero's jamming

old school high school girls weekend hang out!

weekend with the lasses - ang mga alamat ng kababaihang taga bundok na napadpad sa maynila. mga galleguhing naliligaw ng landas. ay sus. ay sus.

Playing with Helios

reminiscing my elementary rondalla moments - playing our contest piece. buti naalala ko pa yung pyesang tinugtog namins sa camsur division meet twelve years ago. whew! time flies.

edz and kev wedding

meet Quilbye

Scientific Name: Sternotherus Odoratus
Found: July 8, 2009
Birthplace: Kilbay River, Del Gallego Camarines Sur
Likes: milk bath, chocolate bath, bread bath, pellets and darkness
Dislikes: excessive light, falling, photo ops and Ate Maine
Gender: hindi pa alam ni Ate Maine. Busy pa siya sa pagtuklas ng sarili niyang gender. hehe

wal lang

State of the mind - eto dapat ang sinabi ni GMA kahapon

just became a fan of Conrado de Quiros. brilliant. clever. this is a must read!

"I did not invent buying congressmen, I merely improved on it. The congressmen were corrupt long before I came in. You can take the word of their previous speaker, Ramon Mitra for it: They will sign anything, including toilet paper. Mitra was kind to draw the line at toilet paper."

read the full article here

SONA ranks 2nd on Twitter trending topics

I was tweet dependent yesterday bout updates on GMA's SONA coz i was here in the office. a bit shocked because SONA was 2nd on trending topics and PGMA and GMA on 5th and 6th. and today i was surprised my tweet was quoted - with my username and real name. (which I was thinking sana yung username na lang, uso polki at desap ngayun eh.)

A user named mudcore (Maine Galvez), said she was suspicious about Arroyo's future plans. "'Thank you congress' hmmm.. smells something here. Is it followed by 'Thank you for electing me as [Prime Minister] in the future Congress'?"

full article: http://www.abs-cbnnews.com/lifestyle/07/27/09/sona-ranks-2nd-twitter-trending-topics

United States Of Eurasia - Muse (Non-Collateral Damage)

strange, i feel very strange. not sure if it's agitation or fear. but surely a little disappointment and confusion at the end of the video. why isn't Philippines a part of it? we are part of Eurasia. anyway, whatever.  not that familiar with the music of MUSE but i really think there's something special about them.

Lyrics:
You and me are the same,
We don't know or care who's to blame,
But we know that whoever holds the reins,
Nothing will change, our cause has gone insane;

And these wars, they can't be won,
And these wars, they can't be won,
And do you want them to go on and on and on?
Why split these states, when there can be only one?!

And must we do as we're told?!
Must we do as we're told?!

-Instrumental Interlude-

You and me fall in line,
To be punished for unproven crimes,
And we know that there is no one we can trust,
Our ancient heroes, they are turning to dust!

And these wars; they can't be won,
Does anyone know or care how they begun?
They just promise to go on and on and on
but soon we will see there can be only one...
UNITED STATES!
UNITED STATES of...
Eura-sia! -sia! -sia!
Eura-sia! -sia! -sia!
Eura-sia! -sia! -sia!

wala lang, just browsed the web and found these photos

just got a tweet from Adrien Brody's nose! lovely day isn't it?

just came home after transformers ate popcorn during ice age:-)

toot tone

commercial ng isang device na magcoconvert ng utot sa cp ringtone. haha. kulet!

The Youngest Candidate Trailer, A Jason Pollock Film

interesting documentary about young men running for public official positions in US. Santino for president!

rollerblades and breakdancing toddlers

now these babies made my day! :-)

Fight is over and I won. haha. In your face TP!

UP prof Randy David will run vs Arroyo

“If she runs, I will think about it very seriously. Yes, I think so. She will not go unchallenged. She will not go unopposed; we will oppose her every step of the way,” David, 63, told the Inquirer last night when asked about reports that he would pit himself against the powerful President in a local showdown.

http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/nation/view/20090626-212480/UP-prof-ready-to-run-vs-Arroyo

DIE EVIL DIE! Filipinos are tougher now GMA, thanks to you.

Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed. - Martin Luther King

sa August pa ipapalabas ang UP sa Pinas? grrr...

take this sinking boat and point it home...

i fell in love with this song. i'd love to work on this with some people soon. it's just so beautiful. and the movie was very nice. very inspiring for underground independent artists. plus err-- it was shot in Dublin(my dream city) and again was flooded with lines in weird irish accent and i think i'm getting used to it (hey, the Czech accent is harder to understand).

YouTube - ONCE: Falling Slowly

my life without me

some shots i've taken and edited last bikol visit

maine

lunacy

mga kachorvahan sa bikol

world without normal humans -- ehehhe

some other shots

world without humans - the del gallego experience

shots of mother nature around del gallego, a native place in bicol where i actually grew up...

Boy A

oh I can't really find perfect words to express how much I love this film. the trailer isn't that good though.

SEVEN DEADLY SINS

this one at my back is the one i'm talking about. if you could notice the letters formed by the shaddows, those were seven deadly sins

After razorback checkpoint gig, we went straight to Jamine's place and found these lovely artworks made by his brother.

The violet one at my back is the one with seven deadly sins written on it in texture.

We've made some crazy poses and i just tried to fit each shot to this album's theme:-)

There you have it! the other version of seven deadly sins. I will try to make another set one of these days and this time, the poses will be planned for each:-)

P.S. thanks to ira for editing the pics this morning

my cerebral cortex and hypothalamus are mortal enemies

Earlier...
Cerebral Cortex: It's done.
HypoThalamus:  Not yet!
(repeat this conversation eight times)


It isn't actually a confusion but a simple internal contradiction that's happening to me so often. Si HT(HypoThalamus) and parte ng utak  ko na most of the time ay tatangatanga, hindi nagiisip at masyadong emosyonal. At lagi silang may tunggalian ni CC(Cerebral Cortex) who is the manager of my system. Of course laging nasusunod si CC pero malaking perwisyo ang stand ni HT sa daily routine ko.

Minsan gusto ko nang burahin si HT sa mapa (kung pwede lang). Sakit na kase sa ulo, nandadamay pa ng iba. Laging nagmamalfunction sina Ventricle at Atrium pag tinotopak siya. Hayyy... the complexities of life.


Once upon a time...

Cerebral Cortex: He's stupid and childish.
HypoThalamus:  Nah, he's interesting and smart;-)
Maine: Grrrrrr

Bye kyle

http://www.tvguide.com/News/Kyle-Greek-Lincoln-1002336.aspx?loc=interstitialskip

"Please cover your belly button with your hand and join me in a moment of silence for Kyle XY.

As one in a flurry of scheduling decisions, ABC Family has decided to cut the cord on Kyle XY after this, its recently premiered third season."

dapat kase yung season three may bagong clone. di ba first season si kyle xy, tapos 2nd season me dumating si jessie xx, yung third season dapat merong maine xyz -- ang baklang clone. hehe.

+buntunghininga+

Whole Lotta Love saGuijo: A Tribute To Led Zeppelin

February 21 at 9PM

Razorback, Triggerbliss, Return to Eden, Playphonics and Tension.

Here's an interesting little assignment
for you kiddies out there
from: http://www.saguijo.com/news.php

Wake up before noon. Forcibly CUT that umbilical cord between you and your MySpace/Friendster/Facebook/Multiply accounts (meaning turn off your PC). Dig out that outfit…yes…THAT outfit that only sees the light of day during annual family functions…buried in the back of your closet. Y'know. That little ensemble which genteel Metro Manila-n "society" deems "inoffensive." Dockers, Ralph Lauren, Bally…well…you get my drift. Comb…uh-huh…COMB your hair. Find your way into one of those "bigger is better dick-extension" sweatboxes that passes for a shopping establishment these days (Trinoma, Greenbelt, Mall of Asia, etc…). Dodge that snooty "host" at one of those chi-chi, fashionable, hipper-than-thou restaurants that are BOUND to be on the top floor of said hellhole. And, if you somehow manage to escape forcible eviction by the security staff, stride confidently and seat yourself next to the closest yuppie you can find. Or at least someone who looks like his idea of "good" Music is Stephen Bishop, James Blunt and Earth, Wind & Fire. Ask the sell-out this simple question:

"Pare…sorry for spilling your chick's Appletini on her Manolos…but gusto ko lang ma-know…pare…what do you think a typical Rock band LOOKS like…pare?"

No bullshit…but 9 times out of 10, you will PROBABLY get SOME variation of the following response:

"Dude/Pare/Bro…diba Rock bands look, like, really dirty? The singer…pare…he usually has no shirt on…tapos he has long, blonde hair and sings like a bakla, dude. Tapos the guitar player…he's always, like, in BLACK. As if he's going to a lamay or something. Tapos yung isa pang guitar player (the yuppie-in-question means the BASS player here), nakatayo lang. He just stands there like a post. Steady lang siya. And then the drummer. Mataba, pare. Too much Shakey's or something. His face…bro…like he's taking a massive tae or something. Pare."

Don't believe me? I DARE you to undertake the aforementioned "project." And the funny thing is…should any of us be REALLY surprised that we would get such an ACCURATE response? In this age of MTV/Channel V/MYX-infused randomness, our white-collared brothers and sisters were BOUND to stumble upon said image (in between channel surfing for Jack Johnson vids). They may not have necessarily understood what they were actually SEEING…but WE were never in doubt. The archetype. Paradigm. Prototype. Quintessential. The ideal. A bare-chested Robert Plant…golden god that he is…caterwauling into a microphone like some banshee of myth. The dark lord himself…Jimmy Page…dragging a violin bow over a Les Paul, Danelectro and/or Telecaster. The stoic John Paul Jones…a pillar of rhythm and musicality. And, of course, John "Bonzo" Bonham…pounding each beat into submission with his jackhammer drumming style. Once called "The New Yardbirds." Collectively (and more popularly) known as Led Zeppelin.

But how does one become THE "industry standard?"

Mention Jimmy Page and his group to any amateur Music historian out there and you will INEVITABLY be treated to a brief history of the band's formation. How, in the mid-Sixties, England was virtually held captive by a genre best described as "the Blues with an electric guitar." At the forefront of this movement was a band called The Yardbirds. Once led by a young Eric Clapton and, later, virtuoso Jeff Beck, Page initially began as a session bass player…graduating to the 6-string a couple of years later. How, as band members began to tire of the scene, Page dreamed of a "supergroup" which included, among others, The Who's Keith Moon and John Entwistle as drummer and bassist respectively. But Pete Townsend was not to be denied his rhythm section. What Page got instead was a motley assortment of like-minded rascals. Who, by hook or by crook, eventually became the most important band of the early to mid-70s. The rest is…well…wikipedia history.

Mention Jimmy Page and his group to any aspiring riff-meister out there and you will UNAVOIDABLY be forced to endure some long-winded-treatise about how he is the most influential guitarist…next only to Hendrix and Clapton. How he, single-handedly, took a Blues riff and infused it with SUCH a sense of viciousness…a deliberateness that compelled women the world over to wet their panties. How Jones, like Entwistle, played counterpoint HARMONY instead of the usual "thump-thump-thump" walking bassline beat. How Bonham beat those drums with a rage surpassed only by Moon. But whereas Moonie was about freedom…hitting everything in sight…Bonham was about pure, honest BRUTALITY. PLUS he could actually keep a beat! And Plant…the frontman to end ALL frontmen. His rich, sonorous tenor rising above it all…pointing his finger in the air…ever-so-subtly as he wailed… like some flaxen-haired Dionysus. Could there BE a more PERFECT combination of the elements?

Mention Jimmy Page and his group to any wide-eyed conspiracy theorist (or Christian fundamentalist psycho-freak) out there and you will INESCAPABLY have to suffer some patronizing spiel about how the entire band were Satanist. How Page, an unapologetic aficionado of the occult, was, in fact, a devil-worshipper. How he, along with Plant and Bonham (Jones, typically, couldn't be bothered) actually SOLD their souls in a Faustian-like manner for their success. How Page's mansion ONCE belonged to Aleister Crowley…England's then-leading practitioner of the black arts. And how the devil eventually came for his due. First with Page's travails with heroin addiction. Second…with Plant's 5-year-old son dying from a mysterious stomach virus. Third…with Plant's CONSTANT accidents…accidents that would leave him incapacitated and unable to tour for YEARS. And…finally…with Bonham's untimely death. Choking on his own vomit in 1980 after 16 successive shots of vodka…and a ham sandwich. It was a blow that was enough for Page to call time on the band that he, himself, had formed. I am no bible-thumper. But I listen to the first few bars of "Dazed and Confused"…to Page's SINISTER intro…and I wonder…

Mention Jimmy Page to some critic with his head up his ass…and you will, without a doubt, be lectured about how Led Zeppelin is "the first Heavy Metal band" in history. A label which, interestingly enough, Plant himself hotly refutes since about "a third of the songs" were acoustic. How without "The Zep," there would be no Thrash. No Death. No Metallica. No Megadeth. Anthrax. Pantera. Sepultura. A Perfect Circle. Midgets of Bodom. Or whatever the fuck those retards are called.

And as for me…well…I proselytized some time ago how guitar-playing should be about "feel." About caressing a riff into shape as you would a lady's every curve and crevice. You listen to Jimmy Page…and you will HEAR what the hell I am talking about. This is SEX Music…take my word for it. Unless you DON'T want your woman to get more than a little freaky in the sack. But if that's the case, then why are you even here? You wanna know WHY so many of us love this group on SOME level? Because this is the ESSENCE of Rock & Roll. "Rock & Roll." Think of those words. It was African-American…okay, BLACK…slang…for getting NASTY between the sheets. And you know what? In the last 40 years, only THESE four pasty white guys from England managed to embody this ethos. Listen to Jones and Bonham's unerring cadence. Over and over. Up and down. In and out. Listen to Plant's breathless yelping. Grunting. Panting. Listen to Page WAILING. Screaming. Gasping. Sweaty. Wet. Orgasmic. If you don't need a cold shower after that, I pity you. Led Zep? This isn't about "tenderness." This isn't about "making love." This is FUCKING. Set to Music. 'Nuff said.

Because Rock Music? You can analyze it. You can intellectualize it. You can give it some high-minded meaning. But, when all is said and done, this Music we have all come to adore…IS that simple. Reckless abandon with a heaping of passion. Passion…on a certain level…is SOMEWHAT threatening. And always…ALWAYS…violent. Dangerous. Ready to break loose at the coyest of glances. The sway of a hip. That stolen glance. The casual toss of that raven-black hair. REGARDLESS of what society tells us to do. You don't float gently down into passion. You CRASH into it. You fall head-over heels. You emerge from it a bloody mess. If at all. It is Rimbaud. It is Shelley. It is Lord-fuckin'-Byron. And…yes, my friends…it WILL get sloppy. But who says that can't be fun in itself? So I say…let yourself go. If only for one night. In this spirit, we are PROUD to invite you to "Whole Lotta Love saGuijo: A Tribute To Led Zeppelin." On February 21 at 9PM, be prepared to be blown away by the likes of Razorback, Triggerbliss, Return to Eden, Playphonics and Tension. We would love to see you there.

new year... new job...

I got hired!
Goodbye Teleperformance. Bye Sprint customers. Bye graveyard shift. Bye AHT, ACW, QA, CSAT surveys, and most of all... Goodbye softphone and hardphone 8 hours a day 5 days a week! I'm not sure if i'll miss you. But i'll surely miss those great people I met inside the multiple corner's of Tp's buildings along edsa shaw and san mig ave. It was a wonderful ride with y'all. Thank you.

"this isn't goodbye, even if i'll file my resignation letter tommorrow, this isn't goodbye
I swear I won't cry, even as tears fill my eyes I swear I won't cry."

1 year and 5 months for my first job isn't that bad I guess.

fool

Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. How on earth can you explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? Put your hand on a stove for a minute and it seems like an hour. Sit with that special girl for an hour and it seems like a minute. That's relativity.

 

- Albert Einstein

i think i'm the foolest of all fools to realize just today that i already fall in love once upon a time, with "tonn" himself. i'm not sure if it was 11 years ago but it's around those days of my innocence and infancy. it was an early knock of love that was never noticed because of some certain denial or DENIAL. now i's too late.