Every single thing about this day annoys the fuck out of my senses. I think this is a lot more than just me PMS-ing. I think I’m just really pissed off for some reason and I need to get my finger on that reason pronto before I erupt like the fucking Mayon Volcano — on and on and on for days.
Maybe I just need to get out of my head for a little while? Take a breather; smell some fresh air; feel some cool breeze; eat some good food. Continue reading What I Really, Truly Need Right Now
I’m not the biggest fan of the OPM scene. The tired, unoriginal, repetitive, and jingle-ish tunes of the mainstream Filipino music are just sad and quite frankly, pathetic (cue in Mr. Right). But it sells because the singer/person behind the microphone (I doubt that all of these people can actually hit the right note) is an already-popular celebrity or someone who’s super good-looking (subjective).
So when I caught wind that James Reid’s new album—Palm Dreams—is worth a listen, I was skeptical but still, I spent a few hours of my time last weekend listening to it on repeat (YES). Continue reading Is Palm Dreams A Dream in the Ears?