I am not for the posers and all that fake rakistas represent. I am not for those whose idea of coolness doesn’t go beyond image and a fatalistic embrace of a bleak future. I am not for the arrogant urbanites whose “rock sophistication” snubs at the proudly local. Rather, I am for a new generation of rockers whose music complements their true identity, a positive attitude in life and genuine concern for others.
Archive for the ‘take that!’ Category
A NEWS item that came out in this paper last Sunday had me googling the words “videoke” and “killings.” Just when I thought videoke violence is nothing but media exaggeration caused by a dearth of newsworthy events on weekends, this story about a stabbing inside a videoke bar in my hometown of Pinamungajan convinced me the Aquino administration should now create a task force to investigate videoke killings in the country.
Radioactive Sago Project
TMANSMFKPR* — Tangina Mo Andaming Nagugutom sa Mundo Fashionista Ka Pa Rin
Radioactive Sago Project
Terno Recordings, 2007
anybody with a copy of this album? can’t find it sa record bars. manghuwan ko kadyot. free missing filemon shirt for the generous one.
Basaha ning tawhana sa http://hk-magazine.com/feature/war-home
** oops. just a few minutes ago, the HK magazine pulled out the article of this man from the internet. the magazine might as well remove him from its pool of writers. so i looked for that article somewhere else, found it and copy-pasted it here, just to be sure. read on…
I first read this in Pambie’s blog. It’s an old piece. It’s a Commencement Address by Bono, co-founder of DATA (Debt AIDS Trade Africa), and lead singer of U2, at the University of Pennsylvania, May 17, 2004. Our new graduates – and you who have chosen to forget what education is for – might want to check it out and get hammered in the head.
BECAUSE WE CAN, WE MUST
My name is Bono and I am a rock star. Don’t get me too excited because I use four letter words when I get excited. I’d just like to say to the parents, your children are safe, your country is safe, the FCC has taught me a lesson and the only four letter word I’m going to use today is P-E-N-N. Come to think of it ‘Bono’ is a four-letter word. The whole business of obscenity–I don’t think there’s anything certainly more unseemly than the sight of a rock star in academic robes. It’s a bit like when people put their King Charles spaniels in little tartan sweats and hats. It’s not natural, and it doesn’t make the dog any smarter.
WHILE you’re reading this, presumably over froccino and choco chip cookies, school children elsewhere in the province are being made up in the image and likeness of mermaids and fairies and ogres in a bucolic dream of placing their barangay in the self-conscious map called tourism. We’re becoming an island of festivals and all you care about is your coffee getting cold!
More and more cities around the world are cracking (har!) down on saggy pants. I heard some cebu city officials (too old to show butt flesh) are thinking of drafting the same ordinance here. Hip-hop fans, I may not agree with your drop-pants butt-crack philosophy (it will be the embarassment of your youth ten years from now. hahaha) but you have the right to unite!
Next target: Skinny Jeans, for uneven distribution of fats.
Please, please, stop dissing Manny Pacquiao for his gambling and womanizing. He’s just a child. Ask his friend Erik.
The “skinny” is that hideous garment that for about two years now has fooled women into thinking they look 50 pounds skinnier in it. But the skinny is that hideous garment that only displaces all those fat elsewhere and to the top of the waist up to the neck, making women look like chicken lollipops.