A Thousand Thoughts (And Not The Time To Explain)

This life is nothing but a song without no rhyme.

Posted by Daene | Filipina in Flip Flops on Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Meet Tiago Iorc, classic case of Gorgeous Guy with Guitar, my ultimate and absolute weakness (yes, both those adjectives need to be there for emphasis).

Tiago Iorc - "Nothing But A Song"

And this totally made my fangirl heart flutter:

It's silly, but whatever. He plays the guitar and has an amazing voice. Nuff said. Read More......

Have I Read Too Much Fiction? / One Week To Bali, Baby!

Posted by Daene | Filipina in Flip Flops on Saturday, April 24, 2010

The Sundays - "Summertime"

This song NEVER gets old. Songs like this make me very thankful that I was a kid of the 90's. It was an awesome time for music (sans the bubblegum pop era i.e. the Spice Girls and the Backstreet Boys and Hanson - although even I have to admit that their songs were pretty damn catchy too!).

And take a look at these lyrics! Brilliant! Freaking poetry, man!

Do some people wind up
With the one that they adore
In a heart-shaped hotel room?
It's what a heart is for
The bubble floats so madly
Will it stay sky-high?
Hello, partner
Kiss your name bye-bye
Oh, sometimes...

Romantic Piscean
Seeks angel in disguise
Chinese speaking girlfriend
Big brown eyes
Liverpudlian lady
Sophisticated male
Hello, partner
Tell me love can't fail

And it's you and me in the summertime
We'll be hand in hand down in the park
With a squeeze and a sigh
And that twinkle in your eye
And all the sunshine banishes the dark

Do some people wind up
With the one that they abhor
In a distant hell-hole room?
The third world war
But all I see is films
Where colorless despair
Meant angry young men
With immaculate hair
Oh, sometimes...

Get up, a voice inside says
There's no time for looking down
Only a pound, a word
And you're talking to the town
But how do you coin the phrase, though
That will set your soul apart?
Just to touch a lonely heart

And it's you and me in the summertime
And we'll be hand in hand down in the park.
With a squeeze and a sigh
And that twinkle in your eye
And all the sunshine banishes the dark

And it's you I need in the summertime
As I turn my white skin red
Two peas from the same pod, yes we are!
Or have I read too much fiction?
Is this how it happens?
How does it happen?
(Now, right now...)

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In other news, ONE MORE WEEK AND I'M BALI-BOUND BABY! With side trips to Kuala Lumpur and Singapore! How exciting. Work will be hell this week but it's all good - I will work my ass off to have a worry-free vacation! Can't wait!

Kickin' it old school with "Room for Squares" today.

Posted by Daene | Filipina in Flip Flops on Saturday, April 17, 2010

People (myself included, I guess) think John Mayer's a douche and a player and an attention whore (insert more evil words here), and he probably is, or he probably isn't, whatever - let's leave that out of this and judge him solely on his music.

"Room for Squares" never gets old. And it's probably one of the best Quarter Life Crisis soundtracks you could find out there. I don't know, it speaks to my twenty-something sentiments. It's got enough emotion and relatable circumstances to make you want to grab a drink and wallow in your sorrows for just a little bit (we all know it's healthy to do every so often), but the songs aren't too sappy that they make you roll your eyes in distaste because they seem so fake. Anyway, I think Bjork sums up how I feel about this record perfectly:

"There are certain emotions in your body that not even your best friend can sympathize with, but you will find the right film or the right book, and it will understand you." - Bjork

In this case, it's the right record.

I still don't have tickets to his concert next month. Sad. Read More......