Second Quarter Stormer

a mental maelstrom of thoughts

[making senselessnes out of sense]

i think im a master of sorts of that thing... going rounds and rounds into a certain topic without a clear resolution or something to hang on to.

nope, still that's not the one thing that burned me this week. it was stressful week, alright. add to that some brain-stretching tweaks of real life (or so it goes) and a cacophony of blunders and disasters, both from me and from everyone else, that made me spin into catatonialandia.

yup, the charade of maladies still doesn't stop, not for me. enter the second storm from here, i guess. and hey, just look, another week's about to start again. please, don't sing spandau ballet this time. im serious.

i need a stuporic drink or anything that might lead to stupor. i badly need one. who has one?

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[along the road...]

it seems funny when you meet people once in a while. some obscure, some you never thought you would bump into after a long time.

just a couple of nights ago we interviewed a band named Datu's Tribe. for those who forgotten the band, remember the songs 'Sarsa Platoon'  (Galit kame sa baboy!!!)and 'NIC-Hood?'  yep, as jason said , they're the fat burners still, with their long-overdue follow-up to their last effort (dang, almost a decade!) highlighted by their EP 'Fat Burner.' Jason and i chanced (pounced?) upon the group after their performance last Thursday in UP Diliman, a cultural night of the week-long student council-sponsored event dubbed "Arts for Oust's Sake." The transcript is in jason's blog. *daya. hindi ako nilagay sa kredit. hmp...*

2 weeks prior, mr.sandman Neil Gaiman himself drew the attention of his fans who trooped to three different venues in three days. at gateway (of course, it's the accessibility for me), i was dumbfounded by what i found out. Second-floorer Fully-Booked was literally lined up with dreamers (ehehe, sorry for the coinage) who queued waaaay past the Aurora Blvd. exit of the building. so there i was, dumbfounded by my own forethought that the guy only had a niche audience locally. i totally underestimated him... and, had it not for a few past acquaintances i saw in the line, i could have been at the tail end of the line til 9pm. (my apologies to the pair behind me who was mumbling behind my back that they were there much earlier than the 5pm time that i came.)

And as for the 10-sec or so face-to-face with Gaiman? it was something like:
Gaiman: (looking at a piece of paper bearing my name) Darius... nice name
Me: (looking at book, not the man's wrinkled face, and head-talking) nope, it's not. i bet you said that line a thousand times already this weekend...
Gaiman: hmm.... (signs/doodles on book drowsily yet with a smile...) Here ya go. And have a nice one...
Me: Thanks (shakes hand, leaves store)

now the front end of my book reads: Darius - dream dangerously - *sig*

funny when you walk dreaming and finding yourself bumping into obscure yet familiar faces, really... and roaming too at familiar romping grounds, albeit the change of sceneries... as far as i'm concerned, it was highschool and college fused into one obscurely-funny chance encounter called the last two weeks...

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[from the planet pluto? hmm, this is for keeps]

okay, i have to admit. rad-x is still an audiophiliac. i just love to check out the airwaves and see whats new.

it's also a thing for me to scrimp money when a new tune surfaces, or id go hunt them down somewhere. that means i could go downloading it *bad bad bad* or hunting pirated copies *double bad!!!* else id buy the original *which i occasionaly do, thank you very much*

so far, except for a few new pop and rawk tracks, a 2-cd Pearl Jam live bootleg (which i'm not sharing - GOOGLE will) and an obscure Atreyu album (that's Suicide Dreams and Butterfly Kisses, thanks to miss Shadappak for mailing the entire album to me!), i still find my hunger not satisfied...

just yet... til someone who claimed he went as far as pluto came a-humming along.

yup, that plutonian's name is Dong Abay. Rememer him kids, that Yano frontman who yawls 'banal na asow...' on the radio, and gained both fame and notoriety with that same song? (of course, clergymen had took the effort to play the song backwards, revealing, for them, satanic chenelyn-achuchuchu...) and who went on the verge of losing his mind, and coming back strong after a successful flight to Pluto to release 'Dumpsite' with his friends banded and branded as Pan?

that's him alright. he released this self-produced album called "Sampol" sometime lately. ahm, make that accompanied by his bestest bestfriend (and former basist from another band my memory failed to place) Onie Badiang. with eight tracks to boot from this all-acoustic sampler, he went back to his Yano roots of delivering paunchy lines and chorusy choruses to deliver yet another album of satirical yet socially-relevant songs.

Songs to beat here? Airy song  Solb sings of the rugby boy's plight, while bluesy-folksy Ay Buhay continues wayward walking-along scenes, this time an old man and his cane. the fun parts of Dong surfaces in the opening song Awit ng Kambing imparting some nice stories to make one snicker (im not telling yet hehe), and continues in tuyo, delivering his paunchy lines throughout the songs.

quite introspectively, this is his best effort(-less?) to make music. dong did it too, in quite an introspective manner. if its in the case of his "mental dillema," he boasts of the other four *oh-my-gawd* songs. Highlight of the four is WWIII, a verse-chorus-verse-chorus-ripped-up verse patterned song. personal as the album can get, i guess one can relate to the song perpekto where he sings wala namang perpektong tao / ano ba ang epekto / kung meron kang depekto.

care to ask where Yano (or Eric Gancho) and Pan went? what to expect next? see this pic(and please, omit flowers)

but the best thing for me as far as this album is concerned... is that it came free.... thanks Dong and that presscon. now i have something different in my collection, and hopefully a rare one.

it seems my penchant for music hasn't died just yet. until good music is yet to surface, rak en roll 4ever!!!

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 20:22 | :: slipstream :: | comments (4) |

[hala ka.....]

una, nagsori ka tungkol dun sa umaalingasaw na chismz tungkol sa yo... tas babawi ka na ayaw mo nang bumaba sa puwesto mo... kinagalitan ka na nga ni Aling Susing, hindi ka pa ren natinag... at ang tibay pa ng alagad mong tagapag-bullhorn mo nang gisahin siya ng mga mamang ang-gagaling mag-ingles...

hala manang... ayan na. kahapon, andaming taong balak ihian ang Ayala... at swear to G... aangal ang mga taga Makati pag nagkaganon sa a-trese.. kaya kung ako sa yo...

hay, laban o bawi man... ewan. alis na lang hane... beat da deadline na. at wag nang pagpilitan na ikaw ang nilukluk hane, dahil nga una, nag-sori ka na... davah? bago pa ako magalit at sabihan ka ng "ULUL, ANONG SORI-SORI!" (ay hehe nasabi ko na)

teka, asan na si garci ulit?

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salamat fafa kinjo_shonen sa grapiks

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 13:09 | :: slipstream :: | comments (3) |

[a good laugh... eheheh]

i dunno if these catoons are a by-product of the 80's generation of cartoonishly-cute carebears meeting video game raunchiness... but hey, let's laugh it off a bit...

here are... the Happy Tree Friends!!!

idol na namin sila in fairness wehehe..... mapapamura ka sa sarap at tuwa wehehe..... or am i sickly morbid? NAH....

vote na lang sa fave character nyo wehe...

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