Itsie-BITSie teeny weenie thing called…

I am not as cold, cruel, heartless and bitchy as I seem to project myself to be. Really, I do have a side of me that knows the words, longing, yearning and tenderness; I can be giddy, mushy, sappy if there is a reason for me to; I am a sucker for kilig love stories and even consider myself to be a matchmaker of sorts. Yes, this is me outing myself from being a closet romantic. I do believe in that crazy giddy little thing called love (and yes I do love that Queen song)… you wonder so what? What the hell am I driving at, talking about this side of me somehow really does exist? It’s to let you all know, those who enjoys a dose of romance every now and then, that BITS (Butterflies In The Stomach) the awww-ey-est (yes I just made up a word) blogging group in cyberspace, is back with old and new faces, changed lives, and more kilig stories to shamelessly share with you all. This is us talking amongst ourselves about our respective BITS moments (or lack of it, but continuously hoping) and yes, you are free to “eavesdrop” and drop a comment, even join the fun, if you want to. Check check check it out: 

http://bits.fragiled.net

another poser in a controversy

The issue of the moment, which should definitely alarm KSP’s like Kris, Gretchen and Ruffa, is Malu “the ultimate poser” Fernandez. Brandishing her bigotry via a travel article (?) she wrote on her column in People Asia magazine and a supposed defense (?) giving a laughable alibi (acerbic wit?) on Manila Standard, this woman has caught the ire of a huge number of bloggers, and just about anyone whose brains are bigger than their boobs. I echo the thoughts posted by other bloggers, so articulately and intelligently put. Which only goes to show that yes, they do read stuff thicker than magazines. Read on: 

http://www.antonisat.blogspot.com/ 

http://chiaroscuro99.livejournal.com/4514.html 

http://www.allan-duncan.com/2007/08/21/illusions-of-grandeur/ 

there’s a lot more reactions, a whole list even, which you can find here: 

http://pedestrianobserver.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-on-diva-or-was-it-di-na-bale-never.html 

I may not have a lot to say about the whole controversy except that I agree with most points stated by the other bloggers, but one greta thing that I realized is how this whole hullabaloo sort of created an assembly and united a lot of Filipinos. And how in spite of everything that’s going on, most doesn’t think we’re hopeless, and are still proud to be Pinoy.

mushy post about those creatures called “friends”

I got a call from a dear friend last night. I haven’t heard from her in quite awhile and the last time we talked, she is facing a legal crisis and wanted nothing but to have her peace of mind back. The case is ongoing, and at the moment, just when she has resolved to really put her messed up life back in order, something might be up which she really isn’t ready for.  I am really hoping and praying that whatever should come her way, would be for the best. 

I am planning to see her soon, just let me extricate myself from all these cases and projects which I just have to finish, and then I should be able to really breathe. I miss seeing my friends. Even if all they do is whine about their lives. Hehehe and this friend I talked to last night, I actually wondered how she’s been doing for the past weeks. Last night I got the answers. And yes, even if she does annoys me sometimes with her gazillion questions and how even if we both know she can do it she just needs for me to give her “the” pep talk, it still warms my heart when ever I realize how much trust is there. And to think I don’t even trust myself sometimes. 

It’s great to have friends. And to know, that you’re being a real friend to someone

Some Things Are Worth Going back To

It is the decade where I began to really develop my musical tastes, aside from what was already my definition of good music influenced by my parents’ collection of records and tapes. So I grew up listening to The Beatles, Rolling Stones, Sting and The Police, Blondie, Fleetwood Mac, Queen, Led Zep and am already into U2, The Cure, Madonna, Cyndi Lauper and was getting to know this cool thing called grunge rock. Locally, I love The Dawn and couldn’t stop listening to 70s disco courtesy of VST and Co. I am obviously not much of a pop kid… well, I did like some songs from Smokey Mountain. And does Lea Salonga’s Miss Saigon songs count?  This was the time when began to be so into music videos. There wasn’t much in the local scene…in fact there wasn’t any. If anything close to it came out, it was very bland and didn’t complement the songs. Then came this young woman named Viktoria who redefined what was considered pop and introduced what was then so inappropriately called MTV’s. It’s music video people!  

I was never into pop. And at 12, I really didn’t care much about love songs. But “Dahan-dahan” which I first heard from a childhood friend Ate Belle, became an instant favorite. Must be the sentiments of the song (as explained to me by that friend) and the sound that impressed discriminating 12 year old me. And then I saw the music video that accompanied it. And it really was something I have never seen before. It was almost like a short film, and everything about it was classy and polished. The music video was something evidently well thought of.

   After that came the start of the local rock band fever. But Viktoria’s brand of alternative pop was undeterred. So did her music videos that accompanied each single which just got better each time. I like that her songs were mostly about love and the scenes in the videos were sweet, but never cloying.  

Recently, after what felt like ages of waiting, one of her brothers who directed those videos posted them on YouTube. I haven’t seen those in a long time and now, seeing them brought back lots of wonderful memories. I suddenly miss my friends, our after school soccer or baseball matches, climbing aratiles trees, blowing bubbles… those were the good old days, when life wasn’t so complicated.

And the local music scene was still full of real talents who knows what real, good music is all about. Seeing her first videos again, and even though they’re more than a decade old, makes one realize how a lot of the stuff we have now… sucks. They were from the 90s, and yet placed alongside most of the carbon copy pa-cute crap we have now, they all still pale in comparison.  The 90s, and these kinds of good quality music videos, are indeed some of the stuff worth going back to.