MY PLAYLIST: Top 10 Tracks for December 2013

It’s the last day of the year and I am surrounded by fireworks and merry-making ruckus as I try to publish this on time before shouting “Goodbye 2013! Hello 2014!” (with a silent, heartfelt plea that 2014 be good to me).

December 2013 Playlist

2013 had been a good year, which surprisingly didn’t start with a positive note. The first quarter of the year put me in a sort of limbo-ish existence. It’s probably my lack of inspiration or maybe I’m still grieving from my dad’s death.  Continue reading MY PLAYLIST: Top 10 Tracks for December 2013

Are You In?

Get in the game to be in the game.

There are so many times that I mentioned (apart from quoting Shakespeare) how life is like one big game or stage and [almost] everyone becomes involved the moment we’re born.

It’s unfair — really — to be an infant and not given a choice but to start playing the game. Getting dumped in without knowing the rules of the game is even worse since not everyone has the privilege of having wise parents and/or mentors to guide us through.

Risk Blocks by David Castillo Dominici
Risk Blocks
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Role Models, Anyone?

There’s a growing lack of good role models lately unlike when I was younger. All I see now are twerking, trucker/potty mouthed, debauched, pedos, lying-through-their-teeth, almost naked public figures who bask in the media’s attention even if it’s in a negative context.  It seems as if attaining stardom is becoming a contest on “who’s the vilest” out there. Continue reading Are You In?

The 1975’s Self-Titled Debut Album: A Review

This is the first time I’ll be writing something for a full-length album.


The 1975 Album
Photo credit: Wikipedia

Because I feel like The 1975 deserves a special mention here in my blog. I mean, I’ve featured one or two of this band’s songs in my monthly playlist before (MY PLAYLIST: Top 10 Tracks for September 2013) and once I got my greedy hands on their deluxe album, I’ve fallen . . . I’ve fallen completely and madly in love. Well . . . I’m already mad as it is, but this got me so sigh-ful and knees-wobbling in-love with.

No wonder they’re one of the most talked-about bands of 2013. Getting their album was worth every penny, if I may say so.

Let’s start with disc one. Of course, I will gush over Chocolate. Besides the actual confection from cocoa beans, the song was an early favorite. Then again, I haven’t heard the whole album yet. So when I did, the throbbing beats of the first track — The 1975 — was like a prelude to something great. It was like watching a movie and it whetted my appetite for more. The City follows with the band’s signature upbeat tempo, a familiar sound that I’ve heard countless times from one of my favorite local music radio.

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Delusional Wrappings

christmas tree
christmas tree (Photo credit: fsse8info)

It’s the season to be jolly . . .

Yes, it’s almost Christmas and it’s funny what gift wrappers can evoke in a meandering mind like mine. Just by looking at them whilst wrapping a few, all the pretty colors and repetitive print spell out J-O-L-L-L-Y and all that just make my heart smile even a little. But sometimes, pretty wrappers hide a not so pretty gift. Sometimes, it’s even recycled — not that I’m recycling gifts, mind you (I know people who do) — and receiving a fugly-assed ashtray when I don’t smoke sucks.

So, the whole wrapping deed begs the question: have you ever caught yourself trying to psyche yourself up and telling yourself, “it’s going to be fine” or “it’s easy” in the face of a challenge you’d rather not get entangled with? Just like the pretty wrapping paper (that will inevitably get torn in the process) taped around the not-so-pretty object within, camouflaging the truth inside.

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The Do-Gooders

I’ve been rather neglectful in posting something — anything — for the past couple of weeks. I can blame it to the catastrophe that struck my country recently and the survivor’s guilt I was beset with after seeing numerous pictures of the poor, unfortunate souls who are still struggling to survive to this moment . . . whilst I tap my shaky fingers on my keyboard.

Leyte, Philippines (Typhoon Haiyan/Yolanda aftermath)
Leyte, Philippines (Typhoon Haiyan/Yolanda aftermath)
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Anyway, there are plenty of things to blame for my neglect. And that includes my recently emptied head. After all, I can’t always have a lot of pertinent stuff to share.

Somehow, tragedy — even if I was indirectly involved — leaves the brain cleanly swept for no other reason than the lack of significant topics to ponder on. Inasmuch as I would like to rant on and on about the injustice nature strikes us with, I cannot for fear that I will be rightfully certified as a cuckoo-coo-choo.

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