“like a monkey in a zoo”
February 2011
April 2011
One of these days, I'm gonna walk up to an MRT station and yell "BOMB! BOMB!" over and over again.
Thursday, February 24, 2011 || 1:29 PM
I'll watch everyone panic and I'll just stand there laughing.
Sloppy
Wednesday, February 23, 2011 || 7:02 AM
Bogart played a show tonight and I was really nauseous the entire night. Maybe it has something to do with my lack of sleep. My sleeping pattern is weird; like its probably six or maybe seven in the morning right now and I'm still up. Anyway, we didn't practice for the show so we ended up playing a really sloppy set. It was actually pretty good in a 90s-
Pavement-ish way.
We prepared three songs and Allan asked us to play five. It was hilarious and I was semi-drunk. #THATISALL
Today, I need to shop for a new hard drive. I have 500 gigs on my desktop and another 320 gigs on my netbook and seriously, its filled to capacity. I need a bigger hard drive for all my porn. Since I need to work really hard on editing this little project of ours, I need to install the new-ish video card that I bought months ago, but that won't work until I buy a more powerful SATA-enabled power supply. Even though I sound like I know things about computers, I still suck at choosing the right brands or whether the specification of one component is up to par with ny current hardware. #THESETHINGSMATTER which is why I have enlisted my friend, the Jayme Ancla Jr. for help.
Also happening today: Patrick's documentary about Cubao X. It's supposedly for some international film festival which is why Pat is pretty much freaking out on whether the Cubao X admin would allow him to shoot. I think if the shop owners permit Pat to shoot and interview 'em then there's no problem. I mean, its really up to them right?
The other night I was reading up on legal highs because those things are interesting to me. Apparently, you can get high from consuming four to five tablespoons of grounded nutmeg. You mix the nutmeg on some milk or shake, then you get high! The high is supposed to be really really varied; others claim that its akin to marijuana high and some noted that its like being nauseous for one or two days--and the high does last that long. #CRAZYIDEA I'd like to try it out.
There's a crazy thread going on at Facebook right now but that deserves another post.
You look like a doily
Tuesday, February 22, 2011 || 4:43 AM
We shot more footage for this short film that we're working on and since there was a party scene, we decided to throw a real one now. We used the film's budget for the booze and all is well. Let us not talk about the shoot because it frustrates me to death just thinking about it. So, instead of talking about it, here's a bunch of pretty pictures from when we were setting up for the shoot.
I mostly took pictures of Erwin and Francis since Tin was so frantic with everything. I even shot a video of Francis playing a song he wrote (Vimeo is being such a bitch).
After the shoot we decided to do an impromptu house show thing since our friends are coming over anyway and we have a guitar and a set of speakers. It's that simple spending quality time with my friends. We're very easy to please.
We basically hung out and played some songs while getting really drunk. It's nice, really. I mean, we've known each other for a year now and I guess this needs to happen more often. Everyone was chill and Erwin's rooftop was so fucking chillwave. We joked around and talked about things; it was really different from the usual binge drinking at the bar.
Also: I really loved being with my girlfriend. I get to whisper important lyrics whenever we were singing along and shit. Yeah, I really needed that quality time with her since we don't see each other that often.
Everyone left at around half-past five. I basically passed out for half an hour and when everyone left, I just collapsed on Erwin's bed. We woke up at around one-thirty that Sunday afternoon and I was surprisingly not hungover which is a relief since we still had to shoot two scenes.
We had lunch at this Sisig place in the corner of the street and it was pretty good. Erwin's street is awesome. In front of the Sisig place was a Christian Fellowship and we basically sat through lunch listening to young adults sing how Jesus is awesome. A few steps away from the church was a pool hall/wood framing shop. Next to that (more like behind it) is a whorehouse. It's God, sex and sisig all within ten paces away from one another.
After the shoot, we hung out even more because I still wasn't in the mood to go back home. We decided to have dinner and see a movie. We still had a few hours to kill before the last full show so I made Tin watch Spaced while Erwin and I drank the dew remaining beers from last night. We talked about the possibility of moving in together in one apartment.
Oh, I forgot to mention that I got accepted for that job at a major music channel. It's a simple copywriter/promo producer job that I could probably manage along with my many, many endeavors. I'm not really looking for a job, but they were the ones who contacted me for an interview and I just agreed and walked in and now I have my first job that actually pays. Am I nervous? Fuck yea. Do I think I can do it? No fucking doubt! Will I stay long enough to possibly make a strong career out of this first job? I have no fucking idea, man.
So this is why there had been talks about us all moving in together. My mother offered me the other unit that we have. It's in Pasig and that's definitely closer to work that from where I am currently residing. We don't even have to worry about the rent because I'm the fucking landlord. I own that shit.
Anyway, after being really drunk and stoned, we ended up eating excessicely at Army Navy.
The Steak Burrito is still really awesome. I'm not a big fan of burritos because it always weirds me out that there's rice inside along with a lot of shit that tastes like beans. Army Navy is perfect. I'm now a believer in Burrito.
Man, the mall is weird. Like, we kept watching people and they're all a bunch of ordinary fucking people. We ended up watching Just Go With It which is basically the same as every fucking dumb Adam Sandler film out there. Sure, it was hilarious but it was all over the fucking place. I ended up laughing at the jokes and the dumb shit on-screen and then I just felt so fucking sad that my money when to this crap.
We asked Tin to hang out more after the movie, but she declined. Erwin and I ended up talking about our feelings, listening to music and laughing at our own jokes.
We passed out before sunrise and I had to wake up to meet Ysa for lunch. I ended up oversleeping and I miscalculated the time. I thought going from SM North to the MRT station was easy but it was a twenty minute walk under the scorching sun. It was frustrating.
The frustration faded away when I saw Ysa. She introduced me to her friends and we had a nice lunch at this place in Taft. I had pulled pork with rice and Ysa had Chicken tenders. It was nice seeing how she is with her friends from school. I really like being with her. She feels nice. Its like the comos is aligning and all is well.
So yeah, I had a pretty crazy weekend.
Henry is clever at printing
Thursday, February 17, 2011 || 4:25 AM
Its four in the morning and I'm lying in bed watching David Lynch's Eraserhead. I noticed the insane amount of spelling and grammatical errors in my other posts. Forgive me. I decided to do this blog using only my iPod and this wonderful app whose name I don't know.
Blogging is more fun when you're lying down.
My DVD is skipping but I don't really care because I've seen this movie loads of times and I just want it playing on the background while I do this. How pretentious. I got pissed off at my little brother earlier. After I specifically told him to read and review his lessons over the weekend, I started quizzing him for his semi-finals. That motherfucker did not read a single thing. He ended up giving me blank, teary-eyed stares.
I hate being angry with me little brothers because it always ends up with me being the bad guy. With our parents abroad, I really can't afford to be the bad guy since I'm all that they have.
I made him read his notes first and while he was doing so I took a short nap. When I awoke, t'was already one-thirty in the morning and my brother was dozing off. I seriously fail at this family life.
I'm at this scene where Jack Nance was walking at a dark street on his way to Mary's house and it's funny because that's exactly how I would react if a dog barks the shit out of nowhere. Truth be told, I'm deathly afraid of dogs.
Anyway, I'll go back to watching this now. I wanna have bacon and eggs for breakfast.
No further assistance needed
Wednesday, February 16, 2011 || 5:04 AM
I downloaded this app that lets you listen to Police scanners in various parts of the world. Right now I'm listening to the feed from Chicago. The app has a guide for police codes but these fuckers are way too experienced and I just can't keep up.
Right now there's children that ran away from school; a paranoid mother reported that she smelled drugs from another unit when she picked her kids from school; an office just told this man to shut up probably because he's being too much of a bitch. Loads of interesting things here.
I'm still revising some parts of this script for this shoot that were doing this weekend and compiling some materials for this article I'm doing. Hopefully, I'll finish everything by dawn. I wish I didn't pass out. If I do pass out then I have to wake up before 9:30 am. Jesus.
A sixteen-year old black kid just threw some garbage bags in an unknown direction and people are freaking out. A landlord in Petersen St. is threatening a woman to evict her. A suspicious man wearing a black jacket is walking near a purple jeepster. There's a female hispanic and a black man fightin at a gas station. In 301 Normandy, man is beating up his employee on tge street.
Meanwhile, I think I'm gonna pass out.
VD
Tuesday, February 15, 2011 || 2:24 AM
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BBY: Books Bought Yesterday
Thursday, February 10, 2011 || 6:15 PM
Here's a bunch of books I bought yesterday at the mall. I was there to buy some blank DVDs and CDs but you know me. There were some pretty sweet coffee table books on sale but I had very little money. I bought whatever that fancied me.
Things are pretty okay. I went back to my old blog, but I promise to keep updating this one with long posts. This week was pretty crazy. We had a massive show last Saturday and I had a DJ set last night. I'll tell you about it more. Maybe later.
It’s not right to make a tired example of how I failed
Thursday, February 3, 2011 || 5:01 PM
Remember when I told you yesterday that I've been listening to Joie de Vivre non-stop? Yeah, well, that thing is still on. I was talking to a good friend last night and she told me that she really couldn't "get" The National and why it's very popular. I like The National but it's not enough to make me buy a ticket to Singapore to watch them live. Maybe if they make a stop here in Manila, I might consider catching them (although that would probably never ever happen). I told her that I could never really get "hardcore" because it's too noisy for me. I hate the growling and the sound of vocal chords ripping. I don't hate it all the time, there are certain bands that I can take, but not every hardcore band is particularly interesting to me.
But then there's music that just gets you in a certain way that you feel like this piece is specifically designed for your emotional consumption. I told my friend that I'm was way more into acoustics, minimal and has honest lyrics. That's why I'm into Owen. I seriously want to own all his records but sadly the Polyvinyl holiday sale ended the day after I found out about it. Sorry, Shine... let's wait for another sale.
Anyway, maybe five-something years ago another friend made me listen to American Football and Mineral and I started discovering the other side of emo. Before it was all Typecast, My Chemical Romance and god forbid Hawthorne Heights. I now consider that side of emo as dead. Thank god that there's a sudden resurgence of early 90's Midwest emo and almost all of the bands that I listen to right now gets the feel and the emotions right down to the core.
Which makes it safe to say that Joie de Vivre is my absolute favorite band right now. The North End is an amazing record. This doesn't surprise me because I was a huge fan of their first album Summer Months. The second album, however, covers more ground than the first one. It definitely has a Mineral feel to it which is why I fucking love it to bits because Mineral was so rad, bruh. I know so few people who dig this album, however I feel like if I made people listen to the first minute of Salt then they'd be hooked as well.
"It takes more than a steady hand to help guide me. It takes more than prescription pills to bring me back."
Upper Deck San Diego the one with the video above is my personal favorite for the time being. It's about trying your best but others make you feel unaccomplished. Other favorites: The North End, about a crumbling relationship; I'll Support That where the guy finally leaves; then there's Autumn in New London which ended with two questions: "Where should I go where I can be more than an excuse? Where can I go that wouldn’t take me back to you?"
Yep. I just grew a vagina.
Darling don't you go and cut your cake
|| 5:43 AM
I finally saw that
Ace of Cakes episode with
Pavement. Man, did they look awkward! Malkmus enjoyed the mudslide cake with his cute daughter.
I could post a link but I forgot where I got it. Oh, well.
Greetings from my iPod!
|| 5:05 AM
It's amazing what technology could do. Ever since I had this iPod last December, I just couldn't let go of it! I tried sleeping a few hours ago but more trifling matters are bothering me. Also, I recieved a call from a friend. This irritated me because I had lost my focus on sleeping (among other things).
Geez, this is nice! I'm sorry but I feel excited just my tapping this screen right now. I decided to start working on this magazine stint. I might spend the enntire day tomorrow watching his films mainly because his films would probably last all day. This is a pretty big thing and I better get my shit done. I must head to bed because I still have thifngs to do for tomorrow! There's the bank, then I have to grab a bunch of things from the mall, then more sulking, then work.
This is crazy but this Taylor Swift song is constantly playing inside my head. I forgot to text her yesterday. I mean, I texted her bu she might've been sleeping.
I better sleep. Man, this thing is really amazing!
BBT: Books Bought Today
|| 12:01 AM
It's a given fact that I horde books that are on sale. I only buy books on full price if I really want to read them or if I have a feeling that it won't appear at a Booksale branch. Authors with cult followings such as Chuck Palahniuk and Bret Easton Ellis are rarely found on used book stores here in Manila because the fans are too obsessed with them.
I'd like to congratulate the local government for strictly enforcing the "no plastic bags" rule in the entire city. Now, everywhere I look people are carrying brown bags--even at the mall! I never thought this would happen to my city. During my final years in college, the town enforced a similar bill which was really successful. I wish all cities would ban the use of plastic bags unless it's really necessary.
That book above, The Ten-Cent Plague: The Great Comic Book Scare and How It Changed America grabbed my attention through its cover. Man, that's fucking Charles Burns! I wasn't really interested in the book, but the cover made me flip through some pages and I quite enjoyed it. So, I bought it.
There was a Sonic Youth biography on the shelves when I went to another used bookstore but it was too expensive and I heard this certain biography was crappy so I decided to buy this thick book from an art collective from New York whose goal is to create art with the public. They went around New York's five burroughs and made people write suggestions about anything they want. It's a beautiful book. I was reading it on the way home and it's insightful, funny and it made me miss communicating with strangers instead of just giving them a snark reply. (I tend to do that a lot in my other blog)
It's funny what people would write/say when given the chance. My favorite suggestion from the book would have to be: "People should be more willing to have monkeys as pets." There was this one British guy who proposed that all umbrellas should be public property and that everyone should own one. Everyone should leave their umbrellas outside the building and pick out a new one when they leave.
My favorite purchase today would have to be this 20-peso pulp novel from Scotland. It's about a bunch of skinheads fighting over football. The usual bloody hooliganism that you find in the U.K. I haven't read it but the cover shows a football player halved by a giant razor blade. It's fucking awesome.
INTRODUCTION
Wednesday, February 2, 2011 || 10:06 PM
Hello, this is my new blog. I decided to move because I'm having some personal issues and I've learned that it's best to write about them than just keep them inside. You could say that I'm having a really bad day. Sadly, everytime I'm having a bad day, I get this not-so-fresh feeling that nothing would ever go right from this point on.
