1. “solitude”, nina simone
2. “god bless the child”, billie holiday (di naman ito love song pero, sa boses pa lang, suicidal ka na)
3. “come away with me”, nora jones
ayan tatlong kanta, para puno ng sipon at luha ang unan mo ngayong gabi.
oo nga pala, kinanta ni lisa simpson ang “god bless the child” ni billie holiday sa special episode na “the simpsons sing the blues”. kinanta rin ni homer dito yung “born under a bad sign”. hehehe… they made a CD out of this. find it if you can.
bigla tuloy akong napa-download ng “solitude”. hay… galing talaga. gusto nyong kopya? 3MB. hehehe… sinama ko na sa download yung “house of the rising sun” both by nina and the animals. tapos simahan ko pa ng nora jones na “come away with me”. walang kamatayanang kasentihan ang gabing ito. huhuhu… buti na lang at nandito ang partner ko sa tabi ko. di nga lang ako pinapansin dahil nag-ko-cross stich. hehehe. crotch tish? crotz tits? crotch tits?
namatay na pala si nina simone. isa siya sa mga unang artist na tinangkilik namin ni jet nung nagsisimula kaming nag-collect ng mga CD. marami siyang magagandang kanta at higit na maraming mga cover version ng mga standard blues, jazz at mainstream hits. siya ang naunang kumanta ng “House of the Rising Sun” (nung 1961), bago pa ito pinasikat ni eric burdon at ang “animals” nung 1964 (hindi animal husbandry, ha – ako yon eh).
natutulog pa si jet ngayon. pero siya ang gumising sa akin kanina. mayron kasi akong gustong panoorin sa tv ng 3:30 ng madaling araw. pag gising niya sa akin, may nakahanda nang kape at tubig na malamig. swerte ko talaga.
happy palm sunday sa lahat. iwagayway nang mga palaspas at kumanta ng hossanang galing sa Jesus Christ Superstar:
Crowd: “Hosanna! Superstar! Hosanna! Superstar! Hosanna! Superstar! Hosanna! Superstar!”
Critikong Pariseo sa pagdating ni Jesus sa Jerusalem: “Listen to that howling mob of blockheads in the street! A trick or two with lepers, and the whole town’s on its feet.”
kabisado ko ata yung buong “jesus christ superstar” dahil dumedede pa ako, pinapatugtog na namin ito sa bahay. tuwing holy week naman ay iaarkila namin ang BetaMax. gustong gusto ni jet pag kinakanta ko yung “pilate’s dream” na may kasamang gitara. it is a great song – slow, haunting at punong puno ng melancholy. teka nga at maharana. mamamalengke raw siya ng maaga eh.
In every afternoon 3 o’clock
I read your letter, ahay
sa may bintana, ahay
sabay ang luha
from “nasaan ka darling” ni yoyoy villame. tungkol sa isang lalaking nag-sesenti habang binabasa ang sulat na galing sa syota niyang seksi dancer na nag abroad.
tangna, sarap ng pakiramdam ko ngayon. ewan ko kung bakit. feeling ko, para akong si maria… “blessed are you among…”. siguro dahil bagong ligo ako. hehehe… bukas ang pc, patay ang tv (ayoko nang manood ng news – puro guerra, puro guerra), tumutugtog si gershwin ng “someone to watch over me”, si jet nakaupo sa dilim sa likod ko’t nag mu-muni-muni. patay lahat ang ilaw except yung lamp dito sa tabi ko. sarap man. ayoko pang matulog…
By ONG SOH CHIN, DEPUTY EDITOR, From the Straits Times
IF MONDAY night was the first date, Wednesday night was full-on consummation. For it was on Wednesday that the Rolling Stones pulled out the stops and really hit their stride. They seemed more relaxed, too – in person and in their playing. The 7,000-strong crowd was a little different from Monday’s. Not only was it more evenly mixed in terms of race, age and gender – Monday’s was almost predominantly white, middle-aged and male – it also seemed more responsive.
Perhaps it had something to do with the set, which boasted a few improved variations. Instead of lesser-known numbers like Sweet Virginia and Can’t You Hear Me Knocking, which were played on Monday, the Stones offered up the more familiar Angie and Midnight Rambler. The latter, with its bluesy insouciance and its teasing loping rhythms, built up to an awe-inspiring crescendo of a jam which topped Monday night’s Can’t You Hear Me Knocking. Angie, an obvious crowd pleaser and arguably the one song that was sorely missed on Monday night, drew roars of approval, even if Mick Jagger skirted around the high notes.
The band also served up Let It Bleed, All Down The Line, Live With Me, Thru And Thru and Happy. These came in place of Monday’s Rocks Off, You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Bitch, Slipping Away and Before They Make Me Run. Also missing on Wednesday were the inflatable dolls, as well as the fireworks which ended the show.
But the Rolling Stones left the stage victorious, proving that even without the props, they are still the greatest show on earth.
para sa mahilig sa guerra, here’s a protest song, galing sa panahon ng mga hippie…try to download this song, maantig ang damdamin ninyo…MAGBAGO NA KAYO, mga war prick! este war freak pala!
Barry McGuire
Eve of destructionThe Eastern world, it is explodin’,
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’.
You’re old enough to kill, but not for votin’,
You don’t believe in war — but what’s that gun you’re totin’?
An’ even the Jordan river has bodies floatin’.But you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend,
Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.Don’t you understand what I’m tryin’ to say,
An’ can’t you feel the fears I’m feelin’ today?
If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ away,
There’ll be no one to save, will the world in a grave.
Take a look around you, boy, it’s bound to scare you, boy.An’ you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend,
Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.Yeah, my blood’s so mad feels like coagulatin’,
I’m sittin’ here just contemplatin’.
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation,
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation,
An’ marches alone can’t bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin’,
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’.An’ you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend,
Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.Think of all the hate there is in Red China,
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama.
Ah, you may leave here for four days in space,
But when you return it’s the same ol’ place,
The poundin’ of the drums, the pride an’ disgrace.
You can bury your dead, but don’t leave a trace.
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don’t forget to say grace,An’ tell me, over and over and over again, my friend,
You don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction,
No, no, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.
sige na nga, aaminin ko na. idol ko rin si tom jones. gusto ko ang “it’s not unusual”” at “green green grass of home”. sa paniniwala ko, isa siya sa may pinakamagandang boses sa lahat ng mga singer. in fact, idol rin siya ng isa pang idol ko na si elvis.
napanood nyo ba siya sa pelikula na “mars attacks”? nga pala gawa ito ng isa ko pang idol na si tim burton. kasama sa pelikulang iyon sina idol kong jack nicholson at glenn close.
Maybe the hardest thing I’ve ever done
Was to walk away from you
Leaving behind the life that we’d begun
I split myself in twoProud and alone, cold as a stone
Rolling down that hill into the night
I could see the surprise and the hurt in your eyes
From behind each flashing city lightLove needs a heart and I need to find
If loves needs a heart like mineLove won’t come near me, she don’t even hear me
She walks past my vacancy sign
Love needs a heart, trusting and blind
I wish that heart was mine
“love needs a heart” from the 80’s classic “running on empty” CD of jackson browne. dedicated to the recently loveless, mga SMAP (samahan ng mga malalamig ang pasko), at mga kasalukunyang nag-iisa, saan man kayo sa mundo ngayon. this is probably in my top five records to bring if i’m stranded on a desert island (medyo high-fidelityish. have you read the book or seen the movie?).
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