Tuesday’s Attraction: ?

Honestly, I still don’t know what to write about on Tuesdays. I was thinking maybe about something inspirational or something feel-good-y….. I’m not sure. But I think, this Tuesday I’ll talk about a song I heard on the radio this morning.

Alicia Keys – Like You’ll Never See Me Again

I’ve been kinda paranoid these past few months especially about this new relationship I’m in. I think it’s because of how the previous one ended: the ex had a fling of sorts with another girl. I guess I was scared it would happen again. Until recently, I kept getting scared that my boyfriend would drop me off at my house and I won’t ever see him again. I forgot about my decision to live in the now and to just enjoy the moment. And then, just today, my mind has been plagued with thoughts about things ending suddenly, or him getting tired of me, stuff like that.

I guess hearing that song was a blessing. I should really just live in the now because the future doesn’t really exist except in our minds. In my mind. And this isn’t just about my relationship. It’s applicable in every aspect of my life.  Not the song.  The philosophy of living in the now, I mean.

LIVE IN THE NOW.

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Music Monday!

For the theme of this day, I am absolutely sure of! Music is the perfect way to start off the hectic week ahead. I’ll try to include all kinds of music, that’s my promise. I’m not the same person as before who didn’t appreciate anything if it didn’t have distorted guitar riffs and screaming. My taste has considerably widened over the past several months. I won’t even try to give commentaries or whatever about how they sing or play or where the artists stand in comparison to other artists. I am humble enough to admit that I have no authority to do so. I just like music and the high it gives me. And I must admit, I am more of an emotional listener and I look out more for the lyrics and message of the song. The technical side is not really my specialty.

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I’ll start the year off with three songs that I recently took a liking to.

Colbie Caillat – Realize

I liked her song Bubbly but I like this one so much better. There is a more melancholic feel to this song and these days, that’s how I feel. When I first heard this songI think I would like to post this in my ex’s Friendster comment box but then, I don’t think there is a need. He’s suffered enough.

This song also makes me think of the times when I made realizations too late or when my epiphany came a moment too late (But then again, at least I learned something, right?… Than none at all! That would have been much worse….). Life’s weird in so many ways.

Flyleaf – Fully Alive

I just discovered Flyleaf last year probably because I’ve been living in a cave all these years. Or maybe because I didn’t really want to listen to them before. I think Lacey has a really nice voice, not always pleasant to listen to – can get nasally or something -, but it’s not that bad that I wouldn’t like them or their songs.

I really want to feel the way she describes the persona in the song (Layla, I guess…): ready to smile, believes in some kind of future, ready to love and embrace life…. I guess FULLY ALIVE.

Duncan Sheik – For You

I think that next to Adam Sandler’s Grow Old With You, this is one of the sweetest songs anyone can sing to the love of their life. It’s short but truly heartfelt.

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I guess that’s it for this week.

Oh, and I just want to say that I can’t live without music.  It’s an addiction that I don’t want to get rid of.  I hope I’ll be addicted forever.  It’s my lifeline.  I’m addicted to the emotional side of it more than technical but still, I’m addicted.  Once, I went on a hiatus and listened to almost nothing except what I heard on the road and in vehicles… I almost went crazy!  But I think it did me a bit of good.  It made me more open to different kinds of music genres because it kind of removed most of my definitions/expectations/judgments about music.  I emptied myself, so to speak, and allowed more beautiful things to fill me.

Hope, Love and Peace everyone!(^_^)\/

It’s Been Right Under My Nose!

Damn. My bestfriend actually has the same goals as me when it comes to music. I cannot believe this!

And yet, it’s not too late.

Violence Against

This entry was supposed to be about school. And then I had to go and listen to At The Drive-In. Their song Invalid Litter Department really upset me. Not because I hated it. But more because I finally understand the song.

Everyday I acknowledge my need for music. Music is my drug, my addiction. I cannot live without music. And I have this dream: to be a rock star. Even if I know that I am not very good, I have this sincere desire to use it to make people aware of what’s going on in our world.

Anyway, going back to ATDI’s song. It speaks of the violence against women in Mexico. Women workers in American factories are raped, killed and are left in the desert to die and rot. The cases remain unresolved and many still seek justice for the deaths of their mothers, sisters, cousins, nieces, grandmothers, aunts. It breaks my heart to hear something going on like that. Well, the song was written a few years back but I don’t think there has been improvement. I’ll go check when I have more time.

I am really happy that one of the bands that I admire are using music to touch the social awareness of the people around them. Music has become this big institution. Many people are part of it: listeners, musicians, producers, record companies, etc. I am really proud to know that there are really some who take the power and publicity they have to make a difference, no matter how small.

I have been in and out of bands for the past couple of years. I guess I’m not moving forward in this dream is because I haven’t found the right set of band mates who share the same vision-mission as I have. If I really am to fulfill this dream, I have to stay true to what I wanna do and what I wanna say to the world.

*edit* I was in a hurry the last time I posted this entry that I forgot to add the video clip of ATDI’s song.

At The Drive-In – Invalid Litter Department

She’s Got Me by…. Me!

I just realized that I have already composed a song! I really didn’t think about it because I wasn’t done with the refinements. But I guess it already counts. Because I have composed a song! I feel so good about myself. I completed it in an hour. But that’s the raw version. I’m still trying to improve the tune. I’ll post a video here if I finish improving the tune.

Think Big, Start Small

First off, I would like to say kudos to The Mars Volta band or group or whatever they would like to call themselves. Because they make fuckin’ good music. Oh, what the hell am I talking about?! They make fuckin’ amazing music! The arrangement rocks! And the vocals give me an eargasm. Like dood!

AMAZING!

Anyone who hasn’t heard their music should definitely check this out: http://www.myspace.com/themarsvolta. Go now! Oh, wait… Maybe you should finish reading this crap entry. Hahahaha!

Anyway, I was thinking of really making music with my boyfriend. I was going into this whole I-need-to-do-this-perfectly syndrome when this business show came on and some guy gave the advice to think big and start small. It reminded me that before I can walk, I need to learn how to crawl first.

Same goes with my dreams, plans and goals. I need to be patient and just do things to my right pace. I am also bound to make mistakes and do some things wrong but those are the things that will make me grow.

So yeah, maybe someday, I’ll grow up to be like The Mars Volta.

Or better yet, I’ll be my own kind of rocking musician.

Peace!<3

Maracas Man

Old and frail
A voice that strikes my heart
He sings as song,
full of emotion and soul
while he sounds his instrument
without a beat or tune.

Maracas strikes the hand
and a five peso coin
falls to the chair
from an uncaring listener.
He, who just wishes to have
a little piece of mind.

I trace the edge
of the coin in my hand.
Should I give it to him?
Should I keep it to myself?
Pangs of guilt in my gut,
I pass right by him.

The memory of his voice
and the maracas striking his palm
will stay with me.
Even if I forget
the words of his song.