Just bought Urbandub's latest album "The Apparition." I only listened to it twice so i haven't really gotten in-depth with the words and the music but I know its still awesome.
I personally love the first single from this album called "Gravity." The lyrics has the same intensity with Faspitch's erotic songs such as "Dweller." For me its a hard core porn shadowed by the romantic lyric style of Gabby Alipe. "Gravity" starts off with a heavy-riffed intro similar to their songs from their very first album "BIRTH" and then it shift its mood into a bit-danceable bridge with the infectious oh-oh-oh~~~ melody.
I had fun just sitting inside one of the coffee houses in Greenbelt, listening to the Apparition while reading its lyrics spread. I have to listen to it again to provide a detailed opinion for the album.
I love URBANDUB.
Yun lang yun. :D
p.s. this day is the first time I've seen guys salivating on shoes...haha, its a crazy culture, the sneaker world.
Outie!
Jevay \m/
About Me
- jevay
- ordered chaos - you'll know when you start reading. i'm not much of a substance anyway. i float here with a single purpose of fulfilling my dreams. i'm half-hearted in most of the things i do but the moment i like it, i'm insanely and passionately hooked.
a scrap of stolen time for myself...
URBANDUB!
i would prefer to be Jevay...Jenny is an image of a corporate photo frame whose soul is trapped and buried in a pile of unfinished businesses...
Jevay is free, simple minded, in love with small trinkets of life.
peace \m/
-still healing-
Jevay \m/
death is sudden...unexpected...a thief...
i now ask:
"why am i moving forward so easily?"
or am i?
maybe because i did not allow myself to pause for a couple of days to really think about it.
i think after what had happened, i haven't stopped running and moving.
it's making me tired but if i stop, all misery will come flooding in and i'm scared that i might go insane just thinking about it.
after a death...
should someone have a period of mourning? of suffering? of remembering the pain?
i did not have that.
everyday is just another 24 hours to escape those feelings of pain...i'm afraid to stop and reflect.
though it felt like years ago, though the final seconds i was with her look like scraps of memories - flashes of light - there is always a huge empty spot inside.
i have so much love to give but she already left...
i love you so much mama
please take care of me and papa.
we need to live for each other.
....further...
I'm halfway through my guitar lessons and practicing hard 1-2 weeks after every weekend session that I have.
...and though i've been playing guitar amateurishly for almost 10 years, this is the first time i witness the slow growth of calluses in my fingers!
>>> may not be the softest and most appealing hand in the world...but it plays a mean guitar1 <<< (may this be my goal)
Subarashi indeed! hehehehe...
the pinkie finger needs more work and i need a callus to grow in it to be able to play much stronger. it's awesome when i think of it and the motivation of practice helps me see my progress day by day.
Its about to end and i'm quite sad because it will take me several months or so to earn for the tuition fee for the next set of session. 12 sessions are definitely not enough! i've learned a lot of things...about myself and i'm glad to see my negative and positive poles at the same time.
pssshhh....anyway, i'm into RnB music lately and been listening "nonstop" to this song called "Booty Music" by Deepside. Its so catchy that i can consider it as a crime! hehehe. well, i seldom like RnB songs but this one won me over --- alongside Ne-yo's "Closer."
this song is so much fun to dance (*closet dancer* >>> points to herself).
Let me see you pop it!
Ciao!
jevay \m/
from the nightmare recurring...it eventually leads to de-motivation...
i may have gotten the job that i wanted...but the nature of that skill within the context of the company's business does not make sense to me anymore.
sigh...i turned a blind eye about the disadvantages of this before because i really wanted to earn an experience on this post...but this time, i want to give up...all signs are pointing towards the exit door.
don't want to go to work at the wee hours of the morning
don't want to have quotas >>> i want to excel more in quality and this is not helping to achieve it.
don't want to deal directly with clients
i don't even know if i want to be in a company anymore.
oh...i don't want to go back to whining...
on waiting for a fish to bite the bait while fishing
i don't know if these are the exact translation but i just read this somewhere...Credit goes to the one who translated it but these are not the exact words...i think...
These are just profound words from Riida...
he made fishing so profound whenever he mentions it...
jevay \m/
last week: saiko desu! (the best!)
A quarter of my college friends and I embarked on a trip going to the North, namely Abra and Vigan. Chel, Twinkle, and I (we missed Shasta and Stehpy...) jumped in the Partas bus as 'chance passengers' to head to Twinkle's hometown: Dolores Abra!
Meeting at Gateway, we went off from Manila at aroun 9pm with fare costing P585 and our seats were located at the very back since we just grabbed the seats that were vacant to take an earlier trip. There were loads of people heading off to the North and like us, they were there to take advantage of the long vacation for the Holy Week.
After 11 hours of travel time, we finally arrived at Abra's capital Bangued at around 6 am. It does not end there, we had to take an hour drive before we can reach Dolores.
It really is true...Abra is one of the most underrated provinces in the Philippines in terms of beautiful sceneries. When the sun is in its highest glory, the surroundings are blanketed with the prettiest shade of sepia. The soil, the crops fields, the shrubs, and the Abra river below the long gorgeous bridge.
we had so much fun! Twinkle's family from Abra to Vigan is so warm and hospitable...they really take good care of us!
Thank so much Turqueza Family!!!!
jevay \m/