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I'm not here, this isn't happening
Feb. 19th, 2016 10:36 pmThat there
That’s not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here
In a little while
I’ll be gone
The moment’s already passed
Yeah it’s gone
And I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here
Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here
Bon Iver on March 5 in Makati.
M83 on May 4 in Hong Kong.
Fuji Rock (Sigur Ros) from July 22-24 in Niigata.
Radiohead on August 20/21 at Summer Sonic (Chiba)
Then, non-music related right now but who knows what will happen right?
Iceland and Finland with a few of my best friends in November.
So I'm seriously burnt out right now but it looks like there will be so much to make up for it later in the year.
And I need to earn, obviously.
*Edit: when I'm exhausted and feel like scum, even just chatting online with my friends makes me feel much better.
<3
M83 on May 4 in Hong Kong.
Fuji Rock (Sigur Ros) from July 22-24 in Niigata.
Radiohead on August 20/21 at Summer Sonic (Chiba)
Then, non-music related right now but who knows what will happen right?
Iceland and Finland with a few of my best friends in November.
So I'm seriously burnt out right now but it looks like there will be so much to make up for it later in the year.
And I need to earn, obviously.
*Edit: when I'm exhausted and feel like scum, even just chatting online with my friends makes me feel much better.
<3
don't hate her when she gets up to leave
Feb. 7th, 2016 07:49 pmDaddy, please hear this song that I sing,
in your heart there's a spark that just screams
for a lover to bring
a child to your chest
that could lay as you sleep,
and love all you have left
like your boy used to be, long ago,
wrapped in sheets warm and wet.
Blister, please, with those wings in your spine,
love to be with a brother of mine,
how he'd love to find your tongue in his teeth
in a struggle to find
secret songs that you keep
wrapped in boxes so tight,
sounding only at night as you sleep.
And in my dreams you're alive and you're crying,
as your mouth moves in mine, soft and sweet,
rings of flowers round your eyes
and I’ll love you for the rest of your life (when you’re ready)
Brother see we are one and the same,
and you left with your head filled with flames
and you watched as your brains
fell out through your teeth,
push the pieces in place
make your smile sweet to see,
don’t you take this away
I’m still wanting my face on your cheek.
And when we break
we’ll wait for our miracle,
God is a place where some holy spectacle lies.
And when we break
we’ll wait for our miracle,
God is a place you will wait for the rest of your life.
Two-headed boy,
she is all you could need,
she will feed you tomatoes
and radio wire,
and retire to sheets safe and clean,
but don’t hate her when she gets up to leave.
Heard about you last night
Sep. 24th, 2015 08:36 pm(This is late, but I hadn't really written about it before)
On the night of February 13, 2014, I was front row and center at Mogwai's gig in a medium-sized venue with just a handful of people in the audience. It was the first (and last, so far) time that I cried during a concert. Even seeing my favorite band Sigur Ros live for the first time in Singapore (2013) did not move me as much as Mogwai's performance did. It just killed me.
It was so LOUD, and so perfect, even when the string of Dom's bass guitar broke mid-way through a song and even if there were so few of us in the crowd. The rest of Manila missed out that night. Everyone who hasn't seen them live is missing out. They are THAT AMAZING.
So, what song made me break down? It was New Paths to Helicon, Pt. 1. I remember being stunned out of my effing mind. I was getting all weepy but didn't want to just start CRYING right in front of the stage, so I turned around to look at my twin brother and friend and managed to get out one word: "grabe" (no exact english translation, but something like "extreme").
I wasn't the only one who was moved. My twin brother has described that concert as "life-changing" and has said that he saw "visions of our ancestors" during the show. His ears were also ringing for a week after. Luckily, I did not experience any ringing; only impaired hearing for a few days afterwards. But the after-effects were severe in that it took MONTHS before I could listen to anything else. And of course, I went on a total vinyl-buying spree. <3
At the end of the concert, Martin tossed his drumsticks out at the crowd. I got one of them. :)
I cannot wait until they make new music and come tour in Asia again. Or, I could watch them elsewhere, like when I take my PhD in the UK. Haha :)) Wherever, whenever, I will see them live again. <3
Sharing the love (note, however, that video recordings do not do them justice).
On the night of February 13, 2014, I was front row and center at Mogwai's gig in a medium-sized venue with just a handful of people in the audience. It was the first (and last, so far) time that I cried during a concert. Even seeing my favorite band Sigur Ros live for the first time in Singapore (2013) did not move me as much as Mogwai's performance did. It just killed me.
It was so LOUD, and so perfect, even when the string of Dom's bass guitar broke mid-way through a song and even if there were so few of us in the crowd. The rest of Manila missed out that night. Everyone who hasn't seen them live is missing out. They are THAT AMAZING.
So, what song made me break down? It was New Paths to Helicon, Pt. 1. I remember being stunned out of my effing mind. I was getting all weepy but didn't want to just start CRYING right in front of the stage, so I turned around to look at my twin brother and friend and managed to get out one word: "grabe" (no exact english translation, but something like "extreme").
I wasn't the only one who was moved. My twin brother has described that concert as "life-changing" and has said that he saw "visions of our ancestors" during the show. His ears were also ringing for a week after. Luckily, I did not experience any ringing; only impaired hearing for a few days afterwards. But the after-effects were severe in that it took MONTHS before I could listen to anything else. And of course, I went on a total vinyl-buying spree. <3
At the end of the concert, Martin tossed his drumsticks out at the crowd. I got one of them. :)
I cannot wait until they make new music and come tour in Asia again. Or, I could watch them elsewhere, like when I take my PhD in the UK. Haha :)) Wherever, whenever, I will see them live again. <3
Sharing the love (note, however, that video recordings do not do them justice).
