Note: First published in my Renminzaitsev.wordpress.com blog. Nov 2012
Experimental- anong maisusulat habang nakikinig sa iyong playlist o/at ang di sinasadyang pakikinig at/o atensyon sa galaw ng paligid. …
Letters and notes are inseparable, and a perfect match.
JOEY AYALA(magkabilaan album)
Piercing through my rippled emotions.
Ano ba ang naiisip ng manunulat sa bawat musikang kanyang pinapakinggan, tunog sa paligid,habang sya’y nagsusulat. Sa kasalukuyan, aking dama at dinig ko ang malamig na simoy ng hangin sa buwan ng Enero(ilang buwan pa bago mag pasko ngayon) at mga awitin at musika ni Joey Ayala. Habang iniihip ang baga ng pakikibaka, gamit ang karapatan ng musikerong lapatan ng salita ang kanyang mga musikang likha; bagay na mas lalong nag-iiwan ng kasariwaan o kasabikan sa mga kanta sa bawat puso ng tagapakinig. Magmamaliw ang pag-ibig,ngunit ang awit ay inaawit o di kaya’y pinakikinggan parin. Masalimuot tulad ng pagsusulat ng kwento ang paggawa ng kanta. Sa bawat kalabog, pagtaas o pagbaba ng pitch, o tahimik,ay makaiisip ng talinghaga o wala.
Pagbuhos ng ulan. Hele ng nanay. Malamig na boses ng pagsuyo. Bato na tinatali sa leeg ng pagpapatiwakal. Pansinin ang mundo. Ang kaway ng puno sa malayo. Ang wagayway ng milyung kamay ng talahiban. Pagsuyo sa umaga ng katorse 2001. Nalikha ang tao upang hangaan ang mga ito.
Milyung hakbang ng libong talampakan sa walang katapusang paglalakbay sa paghahanap ng pangarap, o paghabol dito. Karaniwang tao,masaya, kuntento; binabagabag ng gulong likha ng di-pangkaraniwang yaman ng ilan.
Sikat ng pulang araw sa pagsisimula ng umaga.
Malikhaing paglinang sa tradisyon ng katutubong musika.
Sumasayaw, nagsasaya, nagbibigay respeto sa sulo sa gitna ng tribong nakabilog. Pinapagpapaumanhinan ang mga bathala sa pagpapabaya sa likas yamang napabayaan.
Magsing-irog sa tahimik ng gabi.
Kwerdas.
Ang asul ng dagat sa dakong timog.
Digmaan sa bawat puso ng mamamayan, ang digmaang isinusulong – digmang bayan.
Bagabag na pilit humahanap ng linaw sa mga tanong.
Paano ko pagagandahin ang pagsasalaysay sa sinapit ng mga kapatid na lumad, sa kamay ng mga panginoong may-lupa.
THE SMITHS
She glanced at her, not knowing why she looked at her that way. Fifteen minutes sprung a surprise she never expected of herself.
It’s all in my head, and all there-from-the-world.
Capturing emotions with a net of memories rushing through my veins for my hands to write.
In a pub with a lousy trouser and a very pretty face. Used to the country with rolling hills to farm. Innocent of his exceeding charm, he walks in an introvert way of invisibility. Awkwardly slouching his back as he walks. Eyes on the floor he bumped on the hostess who surprisingly was not offended by the Martini splashing over her dress and bossom.
Inseperable shyness to the obvious
NEWS TV RE THE PLANE CRASH OF SEC. ROBREDO
Death was there cramped in a corner, waiting for the plane malfunction to signal her to take his soul.
Turbulence, then there was the shaking of the seats and baggages in the containing cabinets above his head. Things happened too fast to follow the drill, but slow enough to see his fading life, then there was a complete silence from his heart. And gently she held his hand,and walked him straight into the light.
GYM CLASS HEROES BEING SUNG BY MY EIGHT YEAR OLD SON
How proud could a father be seeing his son grew to find his own.
VIOLENT FEMMES (blistersin the sun)
Walking the sunny road, a bus pass by, and she walks wearing her batik skirt and big dark shades so defining as her naked eye. It is a good day.
HUSKER DU (warehouse songs and other stories)
In a Victorian house he sticks his head out the square window resting his body through the arch his arms formed at the windows head. He was waiting for hours now; waiting for her to pass by as with all days before this. Seems like exceptions has caught- up with his days,and the afternoon passed by without seeing her.
SMELLING THE EMPANADA COOKED IN THE KITCHEN WHILE DOING THIS
She turned this house our heaven with her care (and cooking).
Turning distraction to a good surprise.
Turning seclusion into a good thing.
WEATHER NEWS SA GMA
Bagyong isinaboy ng bathala sa kalangitan, inihugot mula sa tadyang ng karagatan, na lumikha ng matataas na along asul. Along dadampi sa buhangin. Hanging lalampas at tututngo sa kapatagan at kabundukan. Halik ng Diyos sa minamahal nitong mga puno at halaman.
Hands up reaching to the blue skies of august. It had rained non-stop for weeks. Then today the sun decided to join his sons heroically shaking the earth to comfort and save the distressed victims of the flooding.
Aug 31 2012
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