Music and Drama..

HATE HALE…
December 15, 2005
12:05am
Hmmm… now tell me… shout to me… let me know who HATES HALE!!!
Damn you!
You don’t know what you’re in to.
(Listening to runaway…)
God, they have it!
If you don’t like them try this…
1. Find a perfect time to listen to there music (you must be irritated with all the screaming fans whenever you hear them.)
2. Make sure that you’re in the middle of please-give-me-something-new…
3. Having a hard time sleeping??? Try this!
4. Broken hearted???
5. Broken wallets???
6. Empty life…
7. Don’t watch there videos… you must be disgusted at Arthur’s (Champ) too-angelic face or that you’re sorry you can’t have such a guy.

BEAUTIFUL MACHINE: BREAKING MY DIGESTIVE SYSTEM
December 15, 2005
11:21am
Busying myself masticating evenly every lyric that’s in this album (Beautiful Machines; BIG thanks to Jana, the owner) I think I like the last album better or it’s just so new or something. But hey, I like a lot of stuff in here like “False Alarm” by the ever model-looking Bogs, the new found desire of Marice. “Gamu-gamo” is a classic-Ely. “Beautiful Machine” sang by Diane, Ely’s you-know-what, would probably be my favorite along side “Different Worlds”, and “Lost Guide”. I bet Yan is so inspired by Lost (addiction of his younger bro.) that he named it after the series. Well, ok it’s good. But good is not great and neither poor, or majestic, or sublime, or horrible… Hmmm…. I guess the songs are too deep or too overwhelming or something in between. Guess my digestive system was broken by this album.
Ok, I’ll get back to Hale… it’s a lot easier…
“Life is easier when eyes closed.” – Tattoo of Charlie, [Lost]


NOSTALGIA&MORE OF “DIZZY”…
December 13, 2005
10:22pm…
“I’m gonna fuck you like there’s no tomorrow!”
Nope, that was not me speaking. It was somebody else’s demonic side… Well it’s from a song that I know you don’t know… cool isn’t it!!! It’s a two year old album of some aspiring band, unfortunately the so-called experimental group failed of some sort. Well they are back with a different name… and bassist… and guitarist… relatively the guitarist moved out to find himself and decided to be some sound engineer. And so the used-to-be bassist now holds a grip on the guitars. Then they look for some charitable soul that would fill the space for the guitarist… then there you have it, the so called PUPIL.
Ok, if you don’t know them, one thing, you’re not a die-hard magbalikan-na-sana-eheads wishful and a Sponge cola maniac of some sort. Yeah whatever!!! I don’t think I’m making sense. I’m supposed to be grueling myself to death over some reading, but hey here I am digesting some album that is too old, yet to cool to listen to. I just finished the new album of theirs. Well haven’t really put it to my entire memory bank, so I just can’t say anything about it. It’s like saying that somebody’s hair is ok but actually you don’t really find time to look at it!
Darn… 10:42pm
I hate this feeling thinking that I could make it on time, but then you’re like a crazy moron wishing you could invent a time machine just to bring you back everything…
I should be turning this off… What the hell… I’ve pulled it off a lot of times… why can’t I do it now and yeah I think the albums over…
Ok Hale’s next in line…