music dont stop

Ito ang mga paborito kong patugtugin kapag nasa opis ako:

Dogs (Waters, Gilmour) 17:06

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need.
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street,
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed.
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight,
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

And after a while, you can work on points for style.
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake,
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile.
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to,
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder.
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you
get older.
And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south,
Hide your head in the sand,
Just another sad old man,
All alone and dying of cancer.

And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown.
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone.
And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw
around.
So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone,
Dragged down by the stone.

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused.
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this
maze?

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend.
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everything's done under the sun,
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

Who was born in a house full of pain.
Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
Who was told what to do by the man.
Who was broken by trained personnel.
Who was fitted with collar and chain.
Who was given a pat on the back.
Who was breaking away from the pack.
Who was only a stranger at home.
Who was ground down in the end.
Who was found dead on the phone.
Who was dragged down by the stone.

Positively 4th Street by Bob Dylan

You've got a lot of nerve
To say you are my friend.
When I was down you just stood there grinning.

You've got a lot of nerve
To say you've got a helping hand to lend.
You just want to be on the side that's winning.

You say I let you down,
You know it's not like that.
If you're so hurt, why then don't you show it?

You say you've lost your faith,
But that's not where it's at.
You have no faith to lose, and you know it.

I know the reason that
You talk behind my back.
I used to be among the crowd you're in with.

Do you take me for such a fool
To think I'd make contact
With the one who tries to hide what he don't know to begin with?

You see me on the street.
You always act surprised.
You say, how are you, good luck, but you don't mean it.
When you know as well as me,
You'd rather see me paralyzed
Why don't you just come out once and scream it!

Now don't I feel that good
When I see the heartaches you embrace
If I were a master thief perhaps I'd rob them.

And though I know you're dissatisfied
With your position and your place,
Don't you understand, it's not my problem.

I wish that for just one time,
You could stand inside my shoes,
And just for that one moment I could be you.
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes,
You'd know what a drag it is to see you.

1200 a.d

Sa wakas ay nakaharbat na rin ako ng technics sl-1200 mk2 (turntable to baduy). Disgrasya lang ang pagkakaharbat ko sa nasabing unit. Yun kasing pinarerestore kong sony belt drive turntable ay hindi maayos ayos nung restorer dahil masyadong perfectionist yung mama. Ang gusto niya mangyari ay pag nirestore yung sony ay para bang bagong bago. Pinagbigyan ko ang trip ni loko dahil hindi naman ako nag aapura na marestore agad iyon. Isa pa mayroon pa naman akong ginagamit na lumang sansui na naharbat ko naman sa isang poging mama na nagsawa na sa plaka. Ito ngayon ang naging problema, napudpod yung stylus (ortofon) nung sansui kaya para akong nabalian ng pek...opps pakpak. In short, i was deprived of my favorite pass time, which is listening to music (esp vinyl) and i have to resort to drinking very (ice) cold beer every night to drown my loneliness asus. Kaya hayun takbo uli ako dun sa restorer para malaman kung oks na yung sony tt ko. Kaso hindi pa rin ayos, pero may isang nakatunganga doon na sl-1200 at mukhang nagmamakaawa sa akin. To make the long story short, pag uwi ko ay dala ko na ang nasabing sl-1200.

Kinabit ko agad siya sa vintage luxman ss ko at humalukay ng plaka. Ang una kong nadapule ay yung elton john greatest hits. Side two agad ang isinalang ko kung saan naroroon ang kantang rocket man. WOW, hanep ang tunog, parang nalimutan ko tuloy yung iba kong turntable. Ewan ko ba, siguro tahimik lang sa lugar namin nung ikinasa ko ang elton john greatest hits. Kaya muli akong naghalukay at nadapule ko naman ang isang michael franks album. Ganun din, da best din ang dating. Isa na lang ngayon ang kulang para ma enjoy ko ang nasabing tt. Magbukas ng malamig na serbesa, hindi para lunurin ang kalungkutan ko kungdi para ipagdiwang ang bagong dating kong TOY.

rain et al

What a wet weekend (pun intended). All the outdoor activities that I was supposed to do (read: inuman sa kanto) were instead done inside our house...buset ganun din. Neweis while we are drinking our ice cold beer and waiting for the sun to come, I asked my beermates to give a title of a song that is related to rain. And here were their best answers:

1. Listen to the Falling Rain-Jose Feliciano
2. Rain-Beatles
3. Rain-Jose Feliciano
4. Rain Song-Led Zeppelin
5. Purple Rain-Prince
6. November Rain-Guns and Roses
7. A Hard Rains Gonna Fall-Bob Dylan
8. Have You Ever Seen the Rain-CCR
9. Here Comes the Rain Again-Eurithmix, Eurithmicks, Euritmik?

And in a sober manner of expression, I blurted out-

10. Ulan-Florante

They've got a name for the winners in the world

music non stop

While I was cleaning the attic (read: garbage coming from the “balikbayan” box), I stumbled upon my old sony walkman cassette player, and some cassette tapes. I tried playing it to see if it still works, and YAHOO, it still does. I then immediately put on a pair of headphones and played a cassette tape. My mind wandered while I was cleaning and listening (to the tape), because I remembered the reel-to-reel tape that my “erpat” frequently used back in the old days. I grew sick of listening to the music of Perez Prado, Trio los Panchos, Harry Belafonte, and many more EVERY single day. Anyway, years after, my “erpat” took home an “Akai” stereo, with four large speakers attached. But even then, the albums he played on it were still the same-Perez Prado (Caballo Negro-tsarararan, tsaran tsaran- to the tune of Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White), Trio los Panchos (Live), and Harry Belafonte (Live at Carnegie Hall).

When we moved out of our old house, we left the “Akai” at my grandmother’s house, where it then played the music of the Beatles and Carlito Santana (the favorite music of my “yoti”). At my parents new (highball) residence, me and my “utol” began to collect cassette tapes and albums. I remembered the time when my “ermat” took me to Cubao to buy a small electronic piano. When we returned home, we didn’t buy a piano; we bought instead a Sony system (consisting of a turntable, a cassette tape player, an amplifier, and a storage for vinyl). That same Sony system left good memories because, well, you know, “ito yung kapanahunan namin”.

Soon, I mustered enough courage to stand on my own (well, I was actually kicked out of the house because of my expanding “tribe”). I funded my own sound system. Of course, when you’re thinking of starting your own sound system, there’s only one name that comes to one's mind – BOSE.

Bose floor-standing, Bose 301, Bose ambient speakers, Bose acoustimass, Bose speaker wires and Bose stickers. These were paired with a Pioneer CD Player, a Pioneer Receiver (Pro-Logic), a Pioneer DVD/Karaoke player and of course a Pioneer sticker.

After many years, I forgot about the vinyls, but I didn’t turn them into flower pot stands, over sized earrings or boomerangs either – I just stored them away. Then came the Computer Age – I turned to Mp3s and listened to music mostly in my computer – be it torrents, Morpheus, or any other P2Ps. But wait, there was still something missing. Once, when we (me and an old man) were cooling off in Tagaytay, the old man suddenly asked me whether I was still listening to vinyls. It was a simple question from an old man who loved vinyls back then. Just to keep the night’s mood, I answered yes (I was still listening), even though I clearly know that my turntable didn’t have its cartridge anymore. When he (the old man) heard my answer, he said that he had a box full of vinyls that he wanted to dispose. The problem was that the vinyls had too much of a sentimental value to be thrown away. He then decided to just give it to me. I pretended not to be overjoyed, so I said, with a straight face, that I’ll just pass by his house to get the vinyls. And finally, next day, when we left Tagaytay, I tailed (nakaungaong sa salitang kalye) behind him to get the vinyls from his house.

Here I am, back to vinyls and upgrading my sound system.