My Childhood Sunday Songs

If you’re one of the 90’s kids and you are a Filipino, you most probably  have grown up listening to really really OLD songs (songs mostly from 50’s, 60’s and 70’s) during Sunday. If you, would contradict the previous statement and you’d look into my eyes and tell me that you haven’t: I have a 2 conclusions, either:

A. Your family doesn’t have radio (which is impossible… how about your neighboors then? We Filipinos, we breathe music!) or

B. You belong to those kids who grew up in the 90’s, are a Filipino buttttttt you lived ABROAD.

There is no way, you can escape them Sunday songs!

Up to this day, whenever I go back to the Philippines, I don’t need to be told that it is Sunday, because music will just wake me up, not just the ordinary Beibery songs or WERK, WERK, WERK but  really the ancient ones, full blasted from the neighboors. These songs are the ones that our parents danced into long before they know we are going to exist.

I just wonder if they are/were autoplayed because it is/was always a Sunday when all of the radio station would play these songs. Is it because Sundays are DJs day off too? Hmm.. that makes a lot of sense now… or?

The following songs didn’t only find their way into my ears but they crawled into my subconscious mind, so whenever I hear them, the blood in my veins screams “HOME” and trust me, I find myself humming them like an old lady for at least 48 hours.

Wait no more. These songs are not only for the 90’s kids who got to listened to them, (even if we didn’t want to) but to all the Filipinos who enjoyed their slow Sundays.

1.Rhythm of the Rain – Cascades

The tropical girl in me insisted this.

2. Crying in the Rain – The Everly Brothers

It involves rain + Sentimental Filipino = Classic

3. I’ve Got You Under My Skin – (Uncle) Frank Sinatra

4. Can’t Help Falling In Love – Elvis Presley

Enjoy Elvis’ baritone voice that made the ladies melt.

5. Stand By Me – Ben. E. King

A Filipino favorite.

6. I’m Sorry – Brenda Lee

I’m sorry.

7. Misty – Ella Fitzgerald

Speechless.

8. Tie a Yellow Ribbon ’round the ol’ Oak Tree – Tony Orlando

No offense. I don’t belong to yellow team.

9. It’s Not Unusual – Tom Jones

The crowd drive me crazy.

10. Twist & Shout – The Beatles

Another cute crowd during 60’s

So there! I do have loooooong lists but I don’t want to bore you with that. How about you? What are the old songs that reminds you of your childhood Sunday?

 

OFWs Perspective of the Philippine Independence day in 2016

Today marks the 118th year of the Philippine Independence day. Filipinos commemorated the Philippine Declaration of Independence from Spain on  June 12,1898.

June 12, is one of the dates that one Filipino simply cannot forget. As a young Filipino, I remember gathering artsy materials in these colors: blue, red, white and yellow. Come on, we had to make a Philippine flag for the school project, that is if the school year started earlier than 12th…

As a grown up, Independence day meant off from work, time to visit the parents in the province, or on the eve of June 12, karaoke or drinking spree as you like because it is a  National Day, it is a holiday! You have the full day of 12th to do whatever you wish to spend it! Yet, again if the date didn’t fall on Saturday or Sunday…

Now as an OFW, 12th of June is just an ordinary day here in Dubai.  To have a slight taste of the National Day, Here’s few OFWs perspective of Philippine Independence day on this Ramadan 2016.

 

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Lulu lives in Dubai for almost 9 years.

Lulu : 12th of June has no special meaning for me as an OFW. Maybe if Duterte finally stepped  in as an effective president and the corruption has been fully eliminated, then I would say we are liberated. 

I miss baked oyster and grilled fish or meat with kalamansi.  

 

 

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Mark works as an OPD/SAP clerk in one of Mediclinics  in Al Ain for 1 year and 9 months as of the time of the interview.

Mark: For me it means celebrating Philippine Independence. We are celebrating freedom. In my opinion, no need to wait June 12 to celebrate it. It should be every day. 

I miss everything in the Philippines, the 7107 islands, especially secluded white sand beaches. I miss the streetfoods like isaw, betamax, adidas, bbq and the authentic Filipino dishes.

I miss my life there, because it’s simple. There is no place like home.

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Marie works as a Visual Merchandiser in an exotic furniture shop.

Marie: For me it is just an ordinary day, especially you are in a different country so you don’t get to see any celebration. If I am in the Philippines right now, I might feel a difference because it is a holiday. 

I miss Filipino sweets like suman, espasol, sapinsapin, etc. I miss these kind of delicacy that you really have to go to their place just to satisfy the cravings.

 

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Paul Faust is currently residing in Doha, Qatar, pushing his luck, against all odds, to succeed in his chosen career.

 

Paul Faust : 12th of June? Hmmm.. My best friend’s birthday? (laughs) Just kidding. Well, kidding aside, our independence day was a symbolical and sentimental representation of freedom for me. Was. But with the things happening in our country right now and the spot it is currently in, I can’t even imagine freedom or independence without relying on those who have conquered us in the first place. It is very saddening and heartbreaking to see my country going down this path. But I still hope that the best has yet to come and I wish the incoming administration could somehow diminish, if not eliminate our country’s main problems.

As an OFW, I don’t really celebrate it. Not that I’m unpatriotic, it’s just that I don’t feel like celebrating it yet again. I know I’m free, but the freedom of one man doesn’t sum up the freedom of his brethren. I love my country. But not all of its people especially those who’ve tainted it black.

The things I really miss from the Philippines are my friends. My beloved friends who stayed true and loyal to each other just like real brothers. Our experiences together and memories of our past, then some good and sh**ty things we did. (laughs) Priceless! I miss some foods like our legendary adobo. That’s why from time to time, we still buy pork even if it’s exponentially expensive than its regular price in our country.  No sacrifice, no adobo rice! But even if this may sound a bit hypocritical, I really miss those tricycles in Cabanatuan City which never fail to jam our roads and highways. I also miss those computer shops near our school where we used to shout and trash talked each other but still ended up as friends.

[I miss] those malls and food kiosks. Fast food chains! Tuhog-tuhog! Ate Pia’s burger! Oh s***. I’m getting nostalgic about all these.

Short summary, I don’t celebrate Independence Day but still, I love my country more than any country out there.

There. Few of my kabayans speak up about what 12th of June means to them.As for me, Philippine Independence day is something that I’d like to look on the positive note.

Philippines represents an old lady that has ALREADY learnt her mistakes but too weak to bounce back from them. She is quite lost and can be compared to a child that has ADHD. She has to be cared for and not to be exploited. But I like the idea of Independence day, somehow our people have different notions about it.

Are we really independent? You know the answer; NO! (or at least, what I think)

I am just hoping one day, one sweet day, our Philippines will find us knocking on her front door smiling and ready to celebrate Independence day in its truest form and celebrating it is not just an idea but a reality.

Until then, let us keep June 12 as the symbol of us trying to stand on our own two feet.

Happy 118th Independence day, Philippines!

 

 

 

Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance)

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If you haven’t seen this satirical black comedy-drama film, then get your a** up from wherever you are and try to do something and see it. I give you my blessings, go download it from any torrents.whatsoever you can find or go buy it from iTunes store for AED 59.99 (hey, this is precised, I just checked it) Whatever your next action is, JUST go and see it! Did I say SEE it?

Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance)  is beautifully written and amazingly directed by Alejandro G. Iñárritu in 2014. The said movie and its crews received positive reviews and did get numerous awards from various award giving bodies because it is a piece of ART!

Why did I wait 2 years before giving it a go? Let say, I slept for 2 years and just woke up now, yes woke up from my procrastination. But seriously, I would not have any fitting answer, should you ask me that question.

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I have a small confession to make. I have this occasional bad habit: I read plots of certain movies first, before watching them. I know, the element of surprise is served to me as half a*sed and that is it. Thank you for not judging me. However not this time. I controlled the strong urge and small voices to Google it, promise, I really did! Guess what, I have never been prouder.

It is a great movie, and even that word “great” may be an even understatement, shall we agree on excellent instead? Cinematography is  a superb one, music and sound brought me into higher level of suspense/anticipating unknown/and surprise thanks to that segment of drum scores and percussion, they helped a lot to give me that constant mixed emotions throughout the film. I swear to you, I could feel how my heartbeat danced to its bass. Actors are, indeed well cast too. Bravo! This is a kind of masterpiece that I would love to be involved to.

Well, wait no mo’, here are the top 10 lines (quotes) that sunk in my mind, spoken by the film’s actors in their random order. Enjoy! …You are welcome!

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  1. You are not important, get used to it.
  2. Popularity is the slu*ty little cousin of Prestige, my friend.
  3. You’re anything but invisible. You’re big. You’re kind of a great mess. Like a candle burning on both ends.. but it’s beautiful.
  4. What’s the matter with me? Why do I always have to beg people to love me?
  5. Stop looking at the world through your cellphone screen! Have a real experience!
  6. The truth is always interesting.
  7. I’d pull your eyes out of your head. I’d put it in my own skull and look around, so I could see the street the way I used to when I was your age.
  8. The question we should ask ourselves is… what do we talk about when we talk about love?
  9. A man becomes a critic when he cannot be an artist.
  10. Look at these people, at their eyes… they’re all sparkling. They love this sh*t. They love blood. They love action. Not this talky, depressing, philosophical bull sh*t.

Note: SO. THERE. NOW. GO. SEE. IT.

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That Bittersweet Thing Called Homesickness

Fragrance of the golden hays can never be found in the dessert.

I inhaled the mysterious zephyr that has become a frequent companion.

I closed my eyes and ease the rushing flows of manifold memories of glorious  happiness.

Searching for a smile in every soul passes by.

But found hidden sorrows, covered in fashion statements.

Fading chuckles and giggles barely resonates in those skyscrapers.

Lost in the midst of clattering silver and gold.  

#Dubai

Of Self Provacation on Hopefulness

You look far away, swallowing your angst into your throat.
You stare at the qwerty, finding answers to questions you don’t know.
Or you know, but chose to ignore.
For you understand to yourself that once it gets ugly, slowly the insecurities find you even in the corner most of your comfort zone.

It will haunt you mercilessly.
Bringing out the sadness you shielded away from the light where people can see them.
Refraining the outer world to penetrate the fragile universe you’ve covered up and sheltered from the fray.

 
You ask yourself.
How did you survive the loneliness that life had thrown on you?
How did you master projecting a seamless disposition?
You silently pat yourself, trying to lift up a down spirit of your being. You bravely confront your mirror, that this is another bump in the road.

You will over come it. It will go. It will pass just like the other sad days you had.

This is just another day of your life, a day that is soon to be over.
Consoling your withered courage, inviting peace,shutting down that curtains of melancholy, counting the stars till it gets easy.