I'm Getting Old

Last night, Rhea and I went to Kelvin's barbecue at around 7pm.

4 beers, a couple of bong hits, and a few drags off of a vaporizer later, it was 10pm and time to go home.

This, coming from people who used to party with the same people til dawn on any given occasion.

Time sure have changed, we're all older, more sober, and certainly unable to stay awake til the wee hours.

Not to mention the fact that we talked about politics, parenting, children, and who knows what other boring adult stuff.

Hoy, Ikaw.

Hoy. Ikaw. Sino ka ba?

Dada ka ng dada, kala mo'y may dahilan ang salita na sinasabi mo'y wala naman halaga sa mga taong kausap mo. 

Hoy. Ikaw. Sinungalin. 

Ano bang pinagsasabi mo? Ba't ka naghahanap ng paraan upang sirain ang ibig sabihin at palitan ang tungkulin ng aming pinagmamasdan?

Hoy. Ikaw. Siraulo. 

Mag medisina ka nga para di na maulit ang pinagiisip mo na walang halaga  sa ating mundo at para di na mauto ang mga kasama mo na wala naman may sakit katulad mo. 

Get The Fuck Out

Youre like a snake 

with venom in your mouth

When you scream 

you fill the world with doubt

You slither and slide 

marking tracks in your way

Leaving lives to rot and decay

Youre a little bitch and im a fucking fool

You spread your legs for anyone with a tool

But now that I'm on to your evil plans

Aint gonna fall again, you understand?

You can shout all you want 

and scream at me

All your noise 

sounds like your own eulogy

Your dead to me 

and you aint ever comin back

So get the fuck out 

and find another land to track. 

Judged Again

About this time last year, some fucking bitch judged me and tried to get me fired for mistakes like typos, when in fact, she was guilty of that which she accused me of. In the end, she's the one that left and HR never even received her complaint.

This year, i get judged again for having no responsibilities when in truth, i work 5 jobs, have 3 sons, a wife, and a very active rock n roll band. Again, an unfair judgement made in blindness by people that only see one side of a story and have no idea what was really going on nor which responsibilities I had assumed. 

Worthy to mention is that it was suggested that I had mentioned to turn over a dirty diaper of one of my children in order to use again rather than to go and purchase new diapers. Seriously, what the actual fuck?

It's stories like these that have reminded me of conversations I've had with friends in the passed about people who have likewise done them wrong. They have chosen to take the high road and simply block these people out of their lives rather than retaliating or stooping to their level of ignorance and false sense of righteousness to even speak in a black and white format when in fact there are tons of grey areas that they have no idea even exist. 

No Sleep

So as of last week, I now officially have 5 jobs.

1. Concierge at Aura Lifestyle.
2. Road Manager of Cheats
3. Road Manager of Nicole Asencio
4. Artist Liaison of Malasimbo 2017
5. Stage Manager of Ely Buendia

After Radio Republic cut me loose and I was jobless for 4 months, I became so desperate for work that I sought it out in every possible way that was possible. I practically begged for work and made myself available for even the slightest income, even if I deemed it an insulting amount to pay someone for the work that was required.

But then I started landing some work. I got a phone call here and a text message there and now there was work to be done. It was good work for decent money and I was starting to gain some self respect again. And I kept pushing. I kept moving forward and never looking back. I remembered that opportunity only knocks on your door once and that I shouldn't shun it due to fatigue, lack of sleep, or laziness. I didn't even turn down work even if it meant missing important functions or time with my family.

Then more work started landing on my lap. Scheduling was becoming tedious and my hours were starting to eat into other jobs that needed tending. Before long, I wasn't sure how to shuffle them all but with a lot of effort and time put in into making it work, I was able to continue up and running.

And here I am now, its nearly 4 in the morning, i've just come from a gig at 70's Bistro with the Blue Jean Junkies, and i'm about to start my concierge shift, which by the way, I wont be completing as i've got to get to Green Sun to do line/sound check for Ely's gig tonight. Then tomorrow I have Cheats at Route 196. On Sunday i've got another gig with Ely at the PICC. Then on Monday im skipping my concierge shift to do a gig with Nicole at the PICC and Sofitel.

So I don't sleep much anymore, but I remain grateful for all of the work been given to me and I hope that I manage to continue handling all 5 jobs, plus my family, plus the Junkies.

Here's to an even better 2017!

Embarrassed

Im in an uber and the driver is playing some Bon Jovi compilation and i just realized that im embarrassed to say that i used to listen to them. 

When Slippery When Wet came out, i was all over it. Probably listened to it a lot too! Then when they released New Jersey, i was totally into that too. 

Im glad i got out of it though! Its so freakin cheesy! 

Dear Madonna

Dearest Madonna,

Hi! How are you? I first heard that you were coming to Manila sometime last year and immediately jumped at the opportunity to see you in concert. It didn't matter that the concert tickets were priced the way they were, I had to see you, and so I did. It was February 25, 2016, at the Mall of Asia Arena, and it was up there with The Rolling Stones, who are my all time heroes!

I have to tell you, the entire experience was brilliant! We got there 2 hours before you hit the stage and enjoyed the free wine and scotch at the Globe booth. At the smoking lounge, a few people passed around a few joints right before you went onstage and that heightened the senses that you had opened when you dropped the curtains.

Your first few songs were unfamiliar to me but I loved them all. Dark man! And the show you did created further mystique to the already darkened theme. In Devil Pray you sang about Lucifer being near, which fucks the brain because you sang it. Just hearing the lyrics makes your hair stand but not because you're creeped out, but because not many people can get away with that the way you do so effortlessly. Singing lyrics about smoking weed, drinking whiskey, sniffing glue, doing e, and dropping acid was also brilliant, because people love to hear that! Again, it's dark, but awesome to say, even though the message of the song tells a lot more than highlighting only those words.

We had a Archbishop that suggested that we boycott your show because it was vulgar, suggestive, and blasphemous, but that fucker had no idea what he was talking about! I mean, you probably went much further than he expected you to and thank God for that! He may have wanted people to stop seeing you, but if anything, every show you do will guarantee you an even larger audience because you are fucking amazing!

And by the way, please ignore our dumb ass fucking politicians who are trying to get you banned for singing and dancing Holiday while parading the Philippine flag. We were there. We saw it. We loved it! And you couldn't have chosen a better song to sing it with. We are, after all, at least by claims, trying to further develop our tourism with tag lines like "It's more fun in the Philippines." There was nothing wrong with what you did and you don't me to tell you that. Just ignore these idiots who point their fingers at others in order to hide the wrong that they do behind closed doors. Like lie, cheat, steal, and rape.

I loved everything about the entire show. Thank you so much! You just gave thousands of people the best experience that the entire country has ever had the honor to have been a part of.

Love,
Miggy