BRAIN TURNED TO MUSH
i was out of circulation this week (at least out of circulation in my job) since i've been locked up in some freezing seminar room for the past 5 days with professors teaching me the finer (i.e. the more technical) aspects of my specialized job. as in technical like crunching numbers and endless spreadsheets. to be honest, i didn't even know how to use MS excel properly before the training and there i was punching and doing all the calculations for a "project".
on top of that, i still had to write stories. how the hell did i manage that? i don't know. i sneak out of class in between lectures and group exercises. thank God for the bayantel wireless landline (i had my unit changed into a cellphone-type huawei phone so i can carry it with me), i was able to call sources without making a dent on my cellphone load. thank goodness for my asus eee pc since it's so small i can easily slip it in my bag and it is so discreet that my professors didn't know what i was carrying with me whenever i went out of the classroom.
but the information overload and the need to submit stories everyday sent my head reeling. i had consumed too much coffee that would last me a year. i was already a walking bundle of nerves by the end of the training program.
to reward ourselves, my filipino and foreign training classmates and i went to red box at greenbelt to sing and drink the night away. hah.
and now, back to the daily grind.
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THEY DON'T SING IT LIKE THEY USED TO
during our karaoke fest last night, it suddenly dawned on me that there are fewer and fewer good OPM songs and songwriters nowadays. my pinoy classmates and i always go back to the pinoy classics like the ones written/sung by rey valera-sharon cuneta, joey albert-louie ocampo, the ones by odette quesada etc. the pop rock then during the 90s were the best, unlike the trash i hear nowadays with ugly chord progressions, "trying hard" vocals and stupid lyrics. not to mention the annoying april-boy-sound-alike vocalist of a local band. sheesh.
and oh, those never-ending remakes...can't the bands/singers write good songs anymore? i mean, only a handful of remakes are worthy of being heard by the original artists. the rest are sacrilege.
maybe i should go out more and hear those promising bands that play and are visible in the club circuit....but then i am always too tired to go out and do those stuff. geez, i'm getting old.
on top of that, i still had to write stories. how the hell did i manage that? i don't know. i sneak out of class in between lectures and group exercises. thank God for the bayantel wireless landline (i had my unit changed into a cellphone-type huawei phone so i can carry it with me), i was able to call sources without making a dent on my cellphone load. thank goodness for my asus eee pc since it's so small i can easily slip it in my bag and it is so discreet that my professors didn't know what i was carrying with me whenever i went out of the classroom.
but the information overload and the need to submit stories everyday sent my head reeling. i had consumed too much coffee that would last me a year. i was already a walking bundle of nerves by the end of the training program.
to reward ourselves, my filipino and foreign training classmates and i went to red box at greenbelt to sing and drink the night away. hah.
and now, back to the daily grind.
--
THEY DON'T SING IT LIKE THEY USED TO
during our karaoke fest last night, it suddenly dawned on me that there are fewer and fewer good OPM songs and songwriters nowadays. my pinoy classmates and i always go back to the pinoy classics like the ones written/sung by rey valera-sharon cuneta, joey albert-louie ocampo, the ones by odette quesada etc. the pop rock then during the 90s were the best, unlike the trash i hear nowadays with ugly chord progressions, "trying hard" vocals and stupid lyrics. not to mention the annoying april-boy-sound-alike vocalist of a local band. sheesh.
and oh, those never-ending remakes...can't the bands/singers write good songs anymore? i mean, only a handful of remakes are worthy of being heard by the original artists. the rest are sacrilege.
maybe i should go out more and hear those promising bands that play and are visible in the club circuit....but then i am always too tired to go out and do those stuff. geez, i'm getting old.
