Monday, June 25, 2012

the movie rocks.

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 i just came home from watching Rock of Ages the movie.  i found it so funny that i'm so excited to see what the musical is like.  i anticipate that there will be many differences between the movie and the play (i haven't seen the play but i did some research online) so i'm wondering how everything will turn out.

Tom Cruise as a singer/rock star is actually not that bad.  i  like him.  the man who likes to run in all of his movies can also sing.  he is very effective as the misunderstood rock star who isolates himself from everyone else because no one can understand what he is going through as an artist.  the other actors, Julieanne Hough and Diego Boneta as Sherrie and Drew, respectively, were characters i definitely fell in love with.  we all love Catherine Zeta-Jones.  but the surprise was definitely Paul Giamatti and Alec Baldwin.  you see them as these really serious actors so to see them play comedic roles and singing at that, was such a delight.  i couldn't stop laughing in my seat by my lonesome.  i didn't feel so alone.

there were also some cameos from Constantine Maroulis, who played Drew in the original Broadway cast; Sebastian Bach of Skid Row, Deborah Anne Gibson (yes, yes, the chick who gave you Electric Youth and Lost in Your Eyes), Nuno Bettencourt of Extreme (he's the guy who plays guitars on More Than Words), and a lot of So You Think You Can Dance finalists.  it's directed by Adam Shankman, after all, with choreography from the great Mia Michaels.

the music.  the music, i fell in love with.  it brought me back to a time when i was so young and didn't know any better but i had fun because it was all for the love of rock and roll.  there was not a dull moment in this movie.  all that time i was either smiling or singing.

better watch it before its run ends.  and go see the play!


Sunday, June 24, 2012

the troma reunion

with the exception of Boom whom i saw in 2010 when Cherl and Anna and i went to Palawan, it has been four long years since i last saw the members of the band i used to manage called Traumaligno.  i didn't know how much i had missed them until i saw them again.  everyone was there, save for Eric, who is still in the province because of his printing business.

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it was nice catching up but it was nicer to reminisce.  we all didn't part as beautifully as most people would think.  i was pretty upset when the band sort of broke up when i had laid out so many things for them as a band.  2008 was supposed to be our year but then we started having schedule problems, financial problems, employment problems, some of them had marital problems or just problems period.  in short, to my mind, the band didn't get to jump start their career the way i hoped it would.  and they were also having issues amongst themselves so that was something else i had to deal with.  but tonight, nobody remembered that.  now that i think about it, the only reason i remember now was when i started typing this shit.  everybody was just so excited to see everybody and we talked like we just saw each other last week when we all knew it has been years.

we talked about past gigs, past loves (of course, all the gentlemen in attendance brought their one and only loves), flings, issues, sentiments but it was all good.  i had fun catching up with them.  it made me happy seeing them.  they still love me, they were still protective of me, we all had a great laugh until we all had to say goodbye.

maybe we will never get the band together again.  maybe we will.  i don't know.  but what i do know is this:  last night while we were together, i had fun.  we forgot who was mad at who and who was an ass/bitch.  it was all about making music, sharing experiences, good times.  i was with my brothers and their wives.  they were all part of that extended dysfunctional family i was building in my head.  this family didn't always have to get along, but we love each other.  that i know.

Sunday, June 17, 2012

when was the last time you saw a gig of a local band?

such a sweet lady.  Cynthia Alexander came in saying hi to everybody in that cramped bar and you just want to squeeze and hug her for just being that.  she even haggled with the people inside, asking them if they could switch places for the people outside who couldn't get in.

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Cynthia Alexander is leaving because she has had limited to no support from the local industry.  and i cannot blame her.  whenever we know that someone like Jessica Sanchez or APL is successful in the US, we want so much for them to come over here to the Philippines, we claim them to be ours, they're Filipinos and we support them, but we don't bother supporting the people making music right here in our backyard. it's just like when NU107 was closing down, Francis Reyes made a remark at the number of people who were calling in, sending text messages and visiting the station as to where they have been hiding all that time.  the support isn't there when you really need it and now it's too late.  again.

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 i must admit, the music of Joey Ayala and Cynthia Alexander, and many other local artists and bands don't necessarily appeal to the masses.  they like songs with repetitive and really irritating lyrics.  they like happy songs, even if they don't make sense or if some of them don't really sound like something you want your kids to grow up hearing.  i was really affected by the comment Cynthia made.  she was telling a story about her conversation with Bayang Barrios and then she addresses the audience, "  when was the last time you saw a gig of a local band?"

i try to see as many gigs as my schedule will allow and the ones i want to see always perform during the weekdays while i'm working.  i'm not saying it's an excuse, i'm saying it's an occupational tragedy.  i like supporting local artists but then, sometimes, the downside of it all is that, some of them think that they're too cool to try to make their songs known by a wider audience.  some of them have this "i'm-too-deep-for-your-shallow-brain-to-comprehend" attitude.  i know it's a mean thing to say but it is true.  e. g. i bought the  album of this particular band because i thought their first song was cool and their bassist was hot but save for two or three songs, that album was crap.  i couldn't relate to it, no matter how much i tried.  it's like i was invited to a dinner where everybody knew each other except for you and they keep on talking about something without bothering to fill you in on it and you cannot escape because one of the insensitive jerks there happened to be your ride back to civilization.

because of that remark by Cynthia, i will try as much as i can to watch local gigs during my free time.  i will share their music on this blog and in my Facebook page.  i will talk about them and try to brainwash as many people as i can to getting them to watch the gigs with me.  i will show my support.  i don't want the music to die or leave for another country before i show them how much i care.  i will not take the local music industry for granted.  you shouldn't either.

my No Umbrella story

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just came home from watching one of a series of shows to send off Cynthia Alexander before she finally settles in Seattle.  in the fully packed Conspiracy bar, she asks us how we are and feels sorry that not everybody can get in. she asks us what we want her to sing and there is a clamor for Comfort in Your Strangeness and No Umbrella but since the latter is such a sad song, she wanted to know what our No Umbrella story was.  she wanted us to share our story, as she said, the music is now ours and she was just the instrument that brought it to life.  it's been a while since i last heard the song and while i knew i loved the song - it's beautiful,  i couldn't remember the lyrics.  i mean, it's pretty literal, right?  no umbrella?

then she starts to sing the song and i remember why i love it.  i remember you.  then i remember my story, our story. i was already in the office and you were running late.  it was raining and you couldn't leave the train  station since you had no umbrella.  i told you i'd pick you up and you said no, but i insisted.  i proceeded to walk over to the station to pick you up so you wouldn't get wet or sick.  for someone who didn't want to be picked up you were asking me to hurry up. you said i didn't have to but i did it for you.   i wanted to do it for you.  i would've done it for anyone. then there was that time it was so hot when i brought you to the hospital and you were just holding the umbrella but you wouldn't use it.  we eventually gave in so you opened it and used it for both of us. we walked and you held my hand.

our life together has been a series of  sorries (my frail attempt at pluralizing the word, "sorry"), where no one wants to admit he/she hurt who and so we just keep hurting each other until we can't stand each other anymore.  at least, that's how i feel when you hurt me and i just keep wanting to hurt you back.  we'd apologize but we keep doing it over again, making it miserable and unbearable to live with the other.  and you always said you never want to see me get hurt.  and i always said i'd do everything to take your pain away.

sometimes i wish things were as simple as opening an umbrella, sharing it with someone, letting that person in, with no bitterness or animosity.        

No Umbrella
Cynthia Alexander

I remember
Walking in the rain
No umbrella
With your arms around me
How can i begin
That was the last time

I saw you
Waving down and dancing
Getting on without me
And you're sorry
How can i begin
That was the last time

You're sorry
You're sorry
Sorry, sorry

I remember
Somewhere in the rain
The man without a face
It was you
You were quiet
I knew what you were thinking but
You couldn't say it
Letting go of the feeling
Things ain't what they are now
Rain is falling no umbrella
I remember you

You're sorry
You're sorry
Sorry, sorry

You're sorry
You're sorry
You're sorry
You're sorry
You're sooooory

You are sorrier
You are sorrier
You are sorrier
Made you sorrier
Sorry

sometimes non-relationship relationships are more complicated than actual relationships.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

angry girl journal 06.12.2012

its original English title is Endless Love or in Mandarin, 一夜未了情 (To Love or Not).

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i want to see this movie again, from beginning to end, with the same person, under different circumstances, and if possible, dubbed in English, so I can focus on the story and not be distracted by the subtitles.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

the evil queen hath spoken: love betrays us all

when i was younger i really liked reading fairy tales.  my parents never really read any to me growing up.  i saw them on tv and i learned about them from school so i asked my parents to get me the books.  yes, at some point in my childhood, i asked my parents to educate me and not the other way around.  little did i know that wanting to read about fairy tales would only mislead me about the pitfalls of falling in love and living happily ever after.  of course, they were good books.  they did teach us about courage, friendship, about believing in yourself and your ability to do great things.  fairy tales taught us about true love. but they weren't honest enough to tell us what to do in the absence of it.

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my friends and i saw Snow White and the Huntsman.  i don't particularly like Kristen Stewart.  i saw her portrayal of Joan Jett in the movie The Runaways and while it wasn't exactly breathtaking, it wasn't anything like her frigid character in those series of movies where she's torn between a vampire and a werewolf.  i've always admired Charlize Theron and how she's not afraid to look ugly for her roles.  it may have something to do with the fact that she's rumored to be big bitch in real life (she's married to a vampire anyway, Queen of the Damned's Stuart Townsend) so she may not be exerting too much effort. i wanted to see how Chris Hemsworth fits into the story. the mighty Thor is a drunkard/widower on the film.  he's so brave and broken and you just want to keep him and take care of him.

anyway, it became a big disappointment when it turns out to be one of them love triangles again. Snow White is not torn between a vampire and a werewolf this time around, but she's so supposed to be this real hot chick that not only is her childhood sweetheart pining for her, but the strong huntsman is too.  she actually woke up from the huntsman's kiss, not her "prince"  and there are eight dwarves, not seven.  one had to die to follow the story.  it's like Joan of Arc meets Bella Swan (don't even think of calling me that, only one person in the UK can call me that, minus the last name) meets Thor minus the big axe.  at least, the princess here is no damsel in distress.  she's innocent and strays away too much that you may need to protect her from time to time, but she can hold her own.

but there was one line that struck me from the film, that you can't find from the fairy tale but you do experience in real life.  it was when the queen disguised herself as William, Snow White's childhood playmate and now lover, and tricked the princess into eating the apple that caused her death:  love betrays us all.

that is the fine print in all fairy tale love stories.

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

we are all fools one way or another

of course, people will argue that Michael Buble's version is fascinating.  agreed.  but George Michael's, for me, was always more sincere.  poignant.  wrenching. what with the video shot like it was the 1920s and they were just hanging out at the bar after the people have all left.  so much passion.

Kissing A Fool

You are far
When I could have been your star
You listened to people
Who scared you to death, and from my heart
Strange that you were strong enough
To even make a start
But you'll never find
Peace of mind,
'til you listen to your heart

People
You can never change the way they feel
Better let them do just what they will
For they will
If you let them
Steal your heart from you
People
Will always make a lover feel a fool
But you knew I loved you
We could have shown them all
We should have seen love through

Fooled me with the tears in your eyes
Covered me with kisses and lies
So goodbye
But please don't take my heart

You are far
I'm never gonna be your star
I'll pick up the pieces
And mend my heart
Maybe I'll be strong enough
I don't know where to start
But I'll never find
Peace of mind
While I listen to my heart

People
You can never change the way they feel
Better let them do just what they will,
For they will
If you let them
Steal your heart

And people
Will always make a lover feel a fool
But you knew I loved you
We could have shown them all

But remember this
Every other kiss
That you ever give
Long as we both live
When you need the hand of another man
One you really can surrender with
I will wait for you
Like I always do
There's something there
That can't compare with any other

You are far
When I could have been your star
You listened to people
Who scared you to death, and from my heart
Strange that I was wrong enough
To think you'd love me too
I guess you were kissing a fool
You must have been kissing a fool

now why would you even want to run away from love after that?  i can never explain.  guess i'm a fool too.  

Monday, June 04, 2012

Project Runway Philippines 3: and then there were four

i don't know much about fashion but i would like to think i know what looks good when i see it. 

there is obviously an alliance among Milka Redoble,  Cheetah Rivera and Amor Albano, the three, who to my mind deserve to go head-to-head in the finals.

Amor, is very naive and has a tendency to be literal in her translation of certain homework assignments but that could be due to the fact that she comes from the province and everything she sees here in Manila is so new to her. she definitely has talent. and to think she wanted to go home and give it all up so early in the competition.  so glad she stayed.


Cheetah is very avant garde.  her work is very textured and unique,for lack of a better term. she thinks out of the box.  through her experiments, her pieces stand out and her risks produce really fabulous results.  it is amazing that she comes up with these masterpieces in such a short amount of time.


Milka definitely has gone through a lot of ups and downs throughout the competition.  having won the first challenge, evidently she is pressured to do good.  her story is certainly one of hits and misses but hers is classic.she is very technical and she knows how to make a woman look sexy and beautiful without being too vulgar.


while he's come a long way from designing gowns from his hometown in Camarines Sur, i don't particularly like Nel. as Rajo Laurel said, you can practice skill, you can improve on finish but you can learn taste.  i mean, the placing of that thing at the back, very tacky for me. he does show a lot of potential, as his designs have improved.  he has proved to the judges that he can be the dark horse of this competition.

like i said, i don't know much about fashion. i can be a bit of a mess myself.  i cannot wait to see what these four have come up with for their collections for the finale.  i predict it will be a blast.