i'm gonna put something in this blog after a week of futility, bearable boredom, poverty, mental CRIPPLEDness . i'm in my best friends house to pay a visit and avail the free internet. beautiful song is on the air and i don't know the title (sucks) but it says "angels brought me here.." well i believe myself to be an angel and my feet brought me here (apropos). i'm not use to writing with background music that's why don't bother yourself to connect the dots. Irish LOVES to CONCERT while bathing, so it takes her not less than an hour in the bathroom. well, she really sings great, so i'm not giving myself the rights to complain...since there's nothing to. and this is not my house, so i can't just turn her off like what i do with our cassette player at home. another beautiful song in the air... beautiful and most importantly, not bitter. i like this song, but i like Jed Madela's version better. what's the title again?? (sucks) it says..."let's not bring the past back anymore.."i can't bring mine back, and i don't have plans too. besides, i abhor redundancy. past is past. embrace the present since i can't embrace anything in my past, future is too aloof, so i won't trouble myself catching her like a girl or a boy, or both. (duh? where does my brain leading me? where am i leading you??)
another song being played, beautiful, simple, and quite uncanny cause it's half. i can't understand the chorus since it's in Spanish and the verses Filipino. this is what i realized on the first verses but the following verses are really stupid, silly ordinary and bitter. i think i'll change my mind. now i change my mind. it's not beautiful, it's too simple making it ordinary, and no it's not uncanny, it's just so "nothing song" i don't know why it's even played on air. the artist's voice is too common, her style unoriginal...in short, i can't find nothing exceptional in her and her song. i'm not a singer but as a listener i believe i have some genetic knowledge on music. and because i have an eye for beauty, i think my judgments are valid. she won't pass for a recording artist, i don't know what the producers SEEN in her and played her song. duh. typical pinoy. always conscious with the image rather the talent. physical image as the basis of fame, is a fleeting fame...or not fame at all. i advice her to quit singing and find greener pastures as an endorser(?). instead of pestering every human's afternoon.
venting. duh. stop this now. resume later. in my room, using my PC...unlimited.
