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

Song of the Day - Who Are You? by Tom Waits

I think i've been in love with the music of Tom Waits since I was a teenager. A friend of mine gave me the CD of Bone Machine when I was about 18 years old and I haven't stopped listening to the album since.

This morning, while driving to work, I decided to listen to it again. Dirt In The Ground played and I thought to make that my Song of the Day but when Who Are You? started playing, I was moved beyond what I had expected and listened intently and unlike the way I have before.

I'm currently reading Steven Tyler's Does The Noise In My Head Bother You and he writes about how each person should interpret music and songs their own way. So I won't discuss how I view the song or what it's about but allow me to point out some lyrics that I think are simply brilliantly written.

They're lining up
To mad dog your tilta whirl
3 shots for a dollar
Win a real live doll

What an intro!

Not many songs start with such strong lyrics but this surely is one of them! Another song that has got an incredible first line is Steely Dan's Midnight Cruiser that opens with:

Felonius my old friend
Step on in and let me shake your hand

I also love it when Who Are You? changes chords.

It's a very simple transition and probably one of the more common chord changes, but it fits the song so appropriately and the melody rises with the change intensifying the words, and the pain!

Tom Waits goes on to sing:

Do you cry. Do you pray
Do you wish them away
Do you still leave nothing
But bones in the way
Did you bury the carnival Lions and all
Excuse me while I sharpen my nails
And just who are you this time?

This is simply genius! The melody changes, the chords change, and the words hit you right in the fucking guts! And then, it all settles down, as if stating that it's all too late now and there's nothing you can do to better your situation.

Man, now that's a fucking song! It's hard enough to write a good song, but to write a painful song that other people feel, that's real talent!

Here's the lyrics in full:

"Who Are You?"

They're lining up
To mad dog your tilta whirl
3 shots for a dollar
Win a real live doll

All the lies that you tell
I believed them so well. Take them back
Take them back to your red house
For that fearful leap into the dark

I did my time
In the jail of your arms
Now Ophelia wants to know
Where she should turn

Tell me...what did you do
What did you do the last time?
Why don't you do that
Go on ahead and take this the wrong way
Time's not your friend

Do you cry. Do you pray
Do you wish them away
Do you still leave nothing
But bones in the way

Did you bury the carnival
Lions and all
Excuse me while I sharpen my nails
And just who are you this time?

You look rather tired
(Who drinks from your shoe)
Are you pretending to love
Well I hear that it pays well

How do your pistol and your Bible and your
Sleeping pills go?
Are you still jumping out of windows in expensive clothes?

Well I fell in love
With your sailor's mouth and your wounded eyes
You better get down on the floor
Don't you know this is war
Tell me who are you this time?
Tell me who are you this time?

If you click this link, you'll see that this wasn't my first Song of the Day from Bone Machine.

What are some sad songs that move you? I would love to listen and discover more music like this.

The Madness That Ensued with the Blue Jean Junkies in Singapore 2016

So we went to Singapore for 2 shows. The first was a private event at the Hard Rock Cafe in Sentosa for a private partners event for Siemens, the 2nd, for a show everyone was invited to at the Blu Jaz Cafe on Bali Lane. I'd been to Blu Jaz twice before, both times I went to Singapore, and was thrilled to be playing at this bar that i'd fallen in love with since the first time I saw it.

We arrived shortly before 10am on Friday, the 29th, and after a quick round around Changi Airport for some photos and video promo material, we headed out to Sylog, a Filipino little restaurant at a food court for early lunch. None of us had slept much the night before so we were all really just hungry and in need of sleep. The food was not a problem as our bellies were quickly settled, and checking in to The Inn Crowd didn't take long either and before long we were all asleep.

Being next to 7/11 was useful

Sound check for Hard Rock was scheduled at 4:30pm and that became a rehearsal with a German man named Alex who jammed with us on a Jet song called "Are You Gonna Be My Girl." We hadn't learned the song so sound check was really practice.

After sound check we walked around Universal Studios in Sentosa and waited for dinner to be served. The smoking area there isn't really much of an area and it was raining a lot that day, making it impossible to have a full cigarette without getting drenched. Finally, after several attempts, Nuts and I were finally able to enjoy a cigarette in peace.

The show was alright, I was having problems with my bass all through the night and that was putting me in a bad mood. But we played our first set, started tanking beers before the 2nd set, and played that set too. It seemed like we were a bit of a success but later on learned that our audience made up of people who'd get bored with any song that lasted over 5 minutes long. And if you've even seen the Blue Jean Junkies, you know that we can play the fuck out of a song and make it last forever.

When the gig was over, I was frustrated over my guitar and amp so I ordered 10 beers, none of which I had to pay for, all of which were drunk between the band, Monx and Deo, Michelle, and Eric who showed up later on with Lisa.

When the night was done and the beer all gone, we headed home and I passed out before the lights were even out! Talk about a bad combination of a sleepless night, a long ass day, two sets on stage, a lot of beer, and a late night! It was all good fun and we were lucky and thankful to be there and to have the opportunity to play for Siemens on Sentosa's Hard Rock stage no less!

This photo proves that we ate before going home, I don't remember any of it.

Day 2 rolled around and we couldn't exactly get out of bed. I think Niko was able to get up and take a walk, Nuts hung out downstairs at the lobby, while Nino and I stayed in bed til 2pm. It was only then that we got up to get a bite to eat. After 10-20 minutes of walking, we settled into an Indian Restaurant that served the spiciest fucking food, and we didn't even specify for it to be spicy!

You can't see it, but our scalps were sweating.

We headed back to the hotel after that to chill before sound check, also scheduled at 4 or 430pm. Sound check was great and unlike any sound check we've had in Manila. We were literally being guided what to do, what not to do, and when to do it. We loved it and in turn, it made for our stage time great as everything was balanced the way we wanted it to be. Except that it was also here that I discovered that the battery in my bass was fucked, and therefore, could have been the reason for my poor sound at Hard Rock. I owe Hard Rock an apology, I blamed their amp for being fucked when in the end, it could have been my bass.

After sound check, my good friend Ilangoh came to hang out and we had 2 pints of Hieneken with Niko and Nuts. A lot of good and fun as well as informational stuff was talked about and Ilangoh gave us a sneak peek into the life and work of a working local professional in Singapore.

By 730pm, we jumped at the time since it was still bright out and had to bid farewell to Ilangoh in order to get back to the hostel, eat, sleep, shower and change, and make it back by 10pm for our set. We did all that and left the hostel at 10:20pm, late for our own international show. But once we got back to Blu Jaz, we pretty much went straight to the stage and played for at least 2 hours without rest.

The crowd was great an very receptive to our songs. They cheered to our originals, enjoyed our little David Bowie tribute, and seemed happy enough when we'd jam out some of the other songs we played. In the end, Niko did a spectacular drum solo at the end of Freeway Man and when the song ended, we had everyone come up to the stage to join us for a photo!

It was after the set that I also had loads of fun! I met a lot of Filipinos living in Singapore, signed a bunch of CD's they had bought, and joined for many photos by many of them! This is really the stuff that moves me, that and hearing cheering and shouting from the stage, of course! I'd even met Inch Chua, a famous pop singer and we exchanged contact information and I gave her a copy of our album, no charge.

Casas showed up too and so with Eric, Lisa, Justin, Niko and a few others, we decided that eating was not the thing to do but that beers were what was needed, so we went to a girly bar, because that was the only bar still serving booze. The girly bar we went to was kinda seedy. It was dark and loud with a super sonic sound system and girls on stage singing and dancing Chinese songs. It wasn't sexy and they weren't trying to be sexy. On the main floor, a couple of girls roamed around striking conversations with us but we told them to carry on to someone else. After finishing a tower of beer, 70+ SG Dollars, we slowly made our way back home. Oh, I pissed on the street before getting in to the car.

When we got back to The Inn Crowd, Nino was downstairs and we got a bite to eat before heading to the room to pass out. I was pretty drunk, and tired, and when we had to check out at 11am the following day, I had a pretty hard time doing so. But I made it, didn't have to pay extra, and even got to play guitar for about an hour while waiting for Monx to come and pick us up.

What do you think we should've done in Singapore while we were there being the people that we are?

Song of the Day - Paris by Grace Potter & the Nocturnals

I first heard this song only three weeks ago. It's a song that Tempestuous Jones covers and since i'm playing bass for them tonight, I had to listen to it, and learn it. 

The first time I heard it, I thought, "Cool, a new old song that I never listened to before!" It wasn't until today that I learned that Grace Potter and the Nocturnals only released Paris in 2010! That's really recent, at least for my standards! 

Anyway, it's a fun song to play and though quite simple, is good fun from start to end. It's tight, heavy, easy to listen to and digest, plus has that very catchy chorus. If anything, I hope to session with Tempestuous Jones more than once just so that I can play this song live again! 

Paris

You got me down on the floor

So what'd you bring me down here for?

You got me down on the floor

So what'd you bring me down here for?

If I was a man I'd make my move

If I was a blade I'd shave you smooth

If I was a judge I'd break the law

And if I was from Paris

If I was from Paris

I would say

Ooh la la la la la la la [4x]

You got me up on your swing

So when you gonna shake that thing?

You got me up on your swing

So when you gonna shake that thing?

If I was a man I'd make my move

If I was a blade I'd shave you smooth

If I was a judge I'd break the law

And if I was from Paris

If I was from Paris

I would say

Ooh la la la la la la la [4x]

If I was a man I'd make my move

If I was a blade I'd shave you smooth

If I was a judge I'd break the law

And if I was from Paris

If I was from Paris

I would say

Ooh la la la la la la la

Music And The Brain And The Brilliance Of It All!

I saw this very interesting video that was produced by Ted-Ed and instantly had many flashing memories come through my mind. For a long time now, I have been unable to multitask, especially if there was music playing. I've always chucked it to simply not having the mental capacity to write, or read, or even be really engaged in a conversation if music played in the background, especially if it was a song I liked. 

Now, I understand my brain a little better, thanks to this explanation. 

The video talks about how our brains light up when music plays. We are able to distinguish rhythm, melody, and I suppose, tones and chords as well, which all happens at the same time. Not to mention how some songs or lines bring back memories and emotions too! And that's just the listening side of music. There same video talks about the difference of a listener to a musician, who has trained how to play an instrument, and is now able to access most of the areas of the brain at the very same time. Not something the brain often does when experiencing most anything else. 

No wonder it can be so tiring to listen to music. Just this morning I was running through the songs i'm playing tonight at Handlebar with Tempestuous Jones. It didn't take very long before I decided, that's it, i've given it enough time to familiarize myself with the songs and chords and arrangements, that it was time to give myself some silence and allow my brain to breathe. 

Another example was when Niko, Rico, and I attended a workshop at The Sofitel featuring Scott Henderson, Dennis Chambers, and Jeff Berlin. All three of us were exhausted and had to leave the room for a smoke every hour or so. They were doing so much on stage that our brains were fried just listening to them. 

As for playing music, I also understand how I don't find it that easy to engage with the audience that well while at a gig. My concentration becomes divided when I try and my playing ends up suffering. Naturally, there are easier songs to play where you don't get lost and play as tight as if you had your eyes closed, but for other songs, I can't even think about how my wife is in the audience. 

It's nice to know now that music is in charge of me and controls even my social life. So the next time we're talking and there's a song I really like that's playing, please don't get offended if it seems as if i'm drifting away from you and into the wild and colorful processes of my brain. 

The Film Being Again & That Fucking Adam Levine

I'd seen Begin Again a few months back and loved the movie. How could I not? It was about music and the spirit that breathed in that film was so pure and beautiful.

But then I saw it again, on tv, last night or the other night, and I happened to catch the section where freakin' Adam Levine was singing. I can't tell you how much I hate that guy. His voice bugs the fuck out of me and him being in a beautiful movie about music pisses me off.

I gotta tell you, if I hear another fucking falsetto note from that fucker i'm gonna throw up! 

Out of curiousity, am I the only that feels this way about this guy?

The Blue Jean Junkies Conquer 2 Gigs In One Night

Last Saturday, January 16, 2016, must have been one of my favorite nights as a musician. 

We were booked to play 2 gigs, both of which were scheduled during the week itself. The first was to pay tribute to David Bowie, by doing 12 straight Bowie numbers at Alchemy, a bar that was once our home, but also a bar that has let us go after having been booked there at least once a week for over 6ix months. The next, was to play the Philippines' biggest music festival, Rakrakan.

I got to Alchemy at about 9:30pm, half an hour late from call time, but an hour before we hit the stage. The place was packed with people I had never seen before, many of them Westerners, and so much so, that even the table I had reserved for the Oknards had been given away to some other folks. 

The original plan was to play 2wo sets of 6ix songs each, but right before starting, Nino had spoken to Gordon (the owner of Alchemy) and had agreed that we play one long set instead. A man I hadn't yet met, came up to me while I was having a cigarette before playing, and asked if I was in the band. I said yes, and he said that we better do a good job because a lot of people were counting on us to pay the proper respect to the man we were all gathered there for. Prior to this, I had even received a Facebook message from a friend I hadn't seen or spoken to in years, and had pretty much said the same thing. The pressure was on, and I was nervous.

But more than the nerves, I was excited. We were playing to a full crowd, and we were to play nothing but Bowie. This gave us direction and we were not winging songs like we often do. We started our first 333hree numbers and had gained plenty of confidence. The cheers between the songs were loud and the applause was more than we are used to. This helped us run through the rest of our songs and as an added push to do well, we saw some friends in the audience by this point, all of whom were smiling at us, dancing to our music, sorry, Bowie's music, and singing along too! Not to mention all the strangers who were doing the same. By the end of it, an encore was requested and we went into our final number, Space Oddity. 

When we left the stage, I myself met maybe a dozen people who were applauding us for a job well done. One friend I spoke to, even told me that he was a fan of ours after what we had just done. There were compliments on my bass lines during Let's Dance, and we even got booked right then and there to play a gig for a friends birthday party. Other people said we had done so well that they got drunk so fast, while others simply said they wished that there was more since they had enjoyed so much! 

I'm sure many bands hear this on a regular basis, but not us. So to be regarded in that much bright light felt really good and heart warming. And just as the night had started so abruptly, we had to split. Our call time at the Globe Circuit for the Rakrakan Festival was coming fast.

The car ride alone was loads of fun already! Renee, Maite, and Al Louise joined us in Niko's car. Tim and Anna were in Nuts' car, and we were a traveling party on our way to a music festival with 70 bands on 333hree stages. 

When we got there, as somewhat expected, there were still 4 bands before it would be our turn. So, beer was on everyone's minds and we got to that in almost no time. Naturally, we spent a little time roaming the grounds and saying hi to a few friends, but it didn't take long before we found our spot near our stage and settled in, very comfortably I might add.

We smoked some pot, drank our beers, and took some photos while telling jokes and talking about other Bowie songs to learn. When the beer stubs had run out, I managed to get Keith (of Rakista) to open a bar for us so that we could buy more beer by telling him that we had nearly an hour of waiting before it would be our turn and we needed the fuel to keep us alive, otherwise our batteries would die out and we wouldn't be able to play very well. You know how it is. 

So Renee, Niko and I went to one of the main beer booths in the center of the venue and bought 11 beers and brought them back to our little outdoor tent. Again we drank, smoked, and laughed. We were in really great spirits and it seemed like nothing would put us down. Then the band before us was done and it was our turn. At this point, we were drunk, but not to the point of passing out. As a matter of fact, we had so much energy running through our veins! 

The stage wasn't as big as the other stages, but it was still pretty big compared to the bar gigs we normally play. I can't remember what songs we played but I know we played our originals. It must have been during our first song that I saw Tim stumble and fall to the ground in front of the stage, taking down the barrier that divides the crowd from the stage. People in the audience had been asleep but had woken up from our noise, and i'm guessing the madness that ensued once that barrier was down. Dudes in black stormed the front and with the bouncers gone, (we were the last band to play,) there was nothing stopping them from coming right up to us! 

And so what do I do? I jumped off the stage and joined them! I had never done that, nor had I ever imagined that I would do something like that. But it felt so good and seeing their reaction was priceless. These guys really appreciated being so close to us and you could feel their happiness through the air that separated us. I loved it! 

I had lost my guitar tuner as a result, and I know that I littered at least one cigarette onto the lawn, but my mind was somewhere else and I couldn't even think of anything other than to play my hardest and damnedest. If im not mistaken, I probably joined the audience on that monitor twice throughout our set. By the end of it, some of them took pictures and the clear sky hovered over us as the Globe Circuit cleared to emptiness. 

When it was all said and done, I had received a few messages from friends that I didn't even know were there to congratulate us for playing an awesome set, as well as a few comments about how I was a rockstar now. Bullshit! But the term helps because it does help you feel as if you are getting closer to where we want to go, which is towards some element of success as a band.

Dancing with a fan! 

I was so tired by the end of the night, that when Nuts dropped me off at the corner of EDSA and Pasong Tamo, I thought my legs were gonna collapse under me. Then my internet died and I lost my Uber booking, forcing me to walk under the bridge to Pasong Tamo Extension to wait for a cab. I'm lucky I didn't pass out in the cab and was able to get home safely.

These were great gigs for the band. We all got to bond and since we had done well, were all really happy and pleased with ourselves as well as each other. Now, onto our next adventure! 

If any of you readers were there that night, please do share your experiences with me. I would love to know what it was like for the people in the audience! 

A Bad Night On Stage

Not taken from last night

You know how sometimes musicians have bad nights? That just happened to me last night. I can't really understand it, or why it happens, or what causes it to happen, it just does. I reckon that some artists can chuck it to bad equipment, or lack of practice, or sometimes in our cases, we do a song that isn't ready but go for it anyway. None of those were it last night. It can't be blamed on anything, it simply just didn't work.

The feeling is pretty awful. You're up there, and you're messing with your amp, trying to find where to stand instead, you change your tone a bit, close your eyes, try to get into it, listen to your band mates differently, maybe try to look out into the audience...i suppose everyone has their own techniques about what to do in that situation, and sometimes you're able to snap out of it. Sometimes, it's just one bad song, then the rest of your set is fine. But not last night. From start to end, I just wasn't into it. 

It's not the first time it's happened. But in all the few times it has, i've never been able to pinpoint what caused it. I guess it's normal for the level of musicianship i'm at. I wouldn't be surprised if amazing musicians could pull a trick to get their heads elsewhere, enabling them to play brilliantly. 

When we got offstage, I asked Nuts what he thought and if he agreed that we were really loose and he did. He went on to saying he couldn't hear our drummer, our drummer couldn't hear him, i couldn't hear him much either. So maybe these elements caused us to fuck it up, but whatever the case may be, the good part is that you strive to do better the next time and avoid these types of experiences like the plague! 

We've got 3 sets in 2 different venues this Saturday, let's hope that both of those go really well! The first is a David Bowie tribute night at Alchemy, two sets, and the next is a half hour set at the biggest Filipino festival, Rakrakan. We need to do amazing! 

Song of the Day - My Death by David Bowie

It's quite eerie listening to Bowie sing My Death now that he has passed away.

What you don't hear in this video is his introduction wherein he explains that the band doesn't play this song anymore, but being that this was the last show of the tour, it was an apt song to play, as it was also the end of Ziggy Stardust. As a matter of fact, he ended the show with the song Rock N Roll Suicide, another amazing track from the Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars album.

I fell in love with My Death the first time I heard it. So much so that I learned how to play it on the guitar and learned all the chords too. Naturally, I played it in my basement maybe 100 times but could never sing it well. First, I was never a singer, and even when I learned how to carry a tune, I could never quite reach these notes. Second, I could never even get the air to belt out the notes to match the intensity of the vocals.

Nonetheless, I will always love this song, as well as Bowie! Rest in peace man, hoping to meet you in the great gig in the sky one day!

My death waits like an old roue'
So confident, I'll go his way
Whistle to him and the passing time

My death waits like a Bible truth
At the funeral of my youth
Are we proud for that and the passing time?

My death waits like a witch at night
As surely as our love is right
Let's not think about the passing time

But whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I don't care
For in front of that door there is you

My death waits like a beggar blind
Who sees the world through an unlit mind
Throw him a dime for the passing time

My death waits there between your thighs
Your cool fingers will close my eyes
Let's think of that and the passing time

My death waits to allow my friends
A few good times before it ends
So let's drink to that and the passing time

For whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I don't care
For in front of that door there is you

My death waits there among the leaves
In magician's mysterious sleeves
Rabbits and dogs and the passing time

My death waits there among the flowers
Where the blackest shadows, blackest shadows cowers
Let's pick lilacs for the passing time

My death waits there in a double bed
Sails of oblivion and my head
So pull up your sheets against the passing time

But whatever lies behind the door

There is nothing much to do

Angel or devil, I don't care

For in front of that door there is, Thank You

David Bowie Died Today

David Bowie died today and I am heartbroken. I love fucking Bowie man! Been listening to his music for about 20 years now and am a real fucking fan! I have so many of his albums, spent countless hours playing his songs on the guitar and bass, studied his music for all these years, still watch his DVD concerts that i've got, and continue listening to his music, even though i've been influenced by so much more since then.

I hope that the Blue Jean Junkies get to play a tribute of sorts to him sometime soon. It would be nice to take the stage and play nothing but Bowie songs. Like an 8 song set of his music, maybe even more if time permits us to stay on stage for that long.

Someone commented earlier and said that he wonders if the kids of today will recognize his brilliance, I could only promise to share his music with my kids so they know at least some of his songs. 

What a sad day this is. And year! Lemmy died a few weeks ago too. Heaven must be celebrating the presence of all these genius artists! 

Love you Bowie, thank you for the music! 

Song of the Day - Goin' Out West by Tom Waits

Love this fuckin' song! 

I first heard Bone Machine from my good friend Majbritt Rijs when I must have been about 18 years old. She knew I was crazy about music and gave me CD's of Bone Machine and The Essential Billie Holiday. I was listening to a lot of Led Zeppelin at the time, but these 2 albums became staples in my life that I continue listening to this day.

It's impossible to choose a favorite song from this album, but Goin' Out West is definitely up there!

Well I'm goin' out west

Where the wind blows tall

'Cause Tony Franciosa

Used to date my ma

They got some money out there

They're giving it away

I'm gonna do what I want

Do what I want

And I'm gonna get paid

Little brown sausages

Lying in the sand

I ain't no extra baby

I'm a leading man

Well my parole officer

WIll be proud of me

With my Olds 88

And the devil on a leash

My Olds 88

And the devil on a leash

Well I kno karate, Voodoo too

I'm gonna make myself available to you

I don't need no make up

I got real scars

I got hair on my chest

I look good without a shirt

Well I don't lose my composure

In a high speed chase

Well my friends think I'm ugly

I got a masculine face

I got some dragstrip courage

I can really drive a bed

I'm gonna change my name

To Hannibal or maybe

Just Rex

Change my name to Hannibal

Or maybe just Rex

I'm gonna drive all night

Take some speed

I'm gonna wait for the sun

To shine down on me

I cut a hole in my roof

In the shape of a heart

And I'm goin' out west

Where they'll appreciate me

Goin' out west

Goin' out west

Kamikazee Flies To Their End

In just over 48 hours from now, Kamikazee will take their final bow. 

I've been s fan, and friend of theirs for a few years now. When Urbandub joined them on the Tanduay T5 tour in 2012, i was lucky enough to tour the Philippines with these guys and have to say that they're some of the most fun people i've had the pleasure of hanging around and getting drunk with. 

I'm sad to see them go, but as a parent myself, i cant blame them for their taking an indefinite break. It cant be easy to miss your kids' birthdays and your anniversaries. It's time to give back to the people that give your soul true happiness, your family. 

Best of luck to all of you! Let's have a fuckin' wicked blast on Thursday! 

She's Comin' For You

This is the last song I wrote that night I wrote 3 songs in a row. It's weird, I feel like I might have the melody but I can't figure out the chords, nor am I sure i'd even want this negative energy into my music.

Karma is a bitch and she's comin for you
She's got your drugs and is about to fuck you
Hold on tight cuz she's a pissed off mother fucker
You shouldn't have messed with her you stupid liar.

Now you're dead and gonna suffer bad
Are you ready to lose everything you've had?
Don't say sorry now, its too little too late
The time has come for you to enter your fate.

Here she comes, she's a ball of fire
You're gonna burn in a funeral pyre
Take your last breath and think of the passed
That you destroyed by lying about something that wouldn't last.

Hoy, ikaw!

I also consider this to be lyrics but again, I doubt it'll ever find a way into a song.

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.

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.

Fuckin' Snake

Remember that post I wrote about that fucking bitch that I thought was my best friend?

Well, I wrote some lyrics with her in mind. I doubt this will find it's way into a song, but nonetheless, it felt good to vent through these words.

You're 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

You're a little bitch and i'm a fucking fool
You spread your legs for anyone with a fucking tool
But now that i'm on to your evil plans
Ain't 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.

Here's the link to that post I was talking about:
http://lifebymiggy.blogspot.com/2015/12/fights-at-office.html