New year, new beginning, new hopes, new realizations, new targets and new downfalls. Should be fun.
From Armin Van Buuren's album Mirage with the current remix available on the B-side/Singles and featuring Christian Burns on the vocals, this is the song of the day.
Dive in this new beginning and let the colors show you how!
I started this blog to see how can I cope with responsibility. I have realized that I am a very irresponsible person and I can never keep promises. I am a kid staring in a toy store during post-Christmas sale trying to hold on to as many objects as I can. Once I do, I would keep them all in my shelve and stare at them all and play with only one. That one will get beat up and used and ripped into pieces and I will still hold on to it cause I need it, while the rest will be on the shelves untouched. I have realized that I cannot stick with one aspect of life and I try to aim to get as many as I can. I am used to failures in life so it never surprises me, but when success do come along, I fail to appreciate it's importance and will consume all the excitement in one bitter drink. One bitter drink later, I will get drunk in my own selflessness and desires and throw up all over my dreams and possibilities. With sunrise, my life becomes a hangover and I try ignoring the aspects of it, and no matter how much others try, I reject the aftermath. I don't know what I am afraid of but I know for a fact that a part of me has been permanently changed, and not for the good. I can correct it, but I am too stubborn and lazy to do so.
I am a sinner and will repent for every sin, but this is not the time and place for it. I've been put to place by seven year olds and have been let down by sixty-fives, and none of them ever make any difference in this unthankful life of mine. Radiation is the best way to describe me for I have passed my half-life and the impact I could cause has reduced drastically. I am half a man that I used to be and I have no one to blame for but myself. I hate questions that have obvious answers, that make you feel guilty. I am a walking apology, please don't tear me apart for I know where I have been wrong and where I have been right. My childhood was very beautiful yet very poisonous. I am subconsciously paying for the burden of others and somewhere I flicked a switch. In order for others to stop using me and abusing me, the only solution that I found in this backstabbing world is to become an island.
Being an island is never easy of course. I've given priorities to things that never run away and have failed to give priorities that will define me. As I stay awake in this beautiful dawn and marking the beginning of the twilight, all I see is me being stuck in a loop. I get distracted by the slightest possibility of curiosity squirming inside of me, and I stare at the wall like a deer caught in headlight with no answers to the questions. Nostalgia loves me and I love it back, and at times I feel like I can control time and not be constructive enough to think of the outcome of my action in my head, for I rather see it happen and then wish I could go back in time and change things. Door number one was never so pretty as it seemed like it and door number two could've been much rewarding, as it always is.
Being reminded of whom you've given your soul to is a bad reminder, and given hope of regaining the soul is unfair, yet I will never learn.
Judie Tzuke singing in Morcheeba's single from their album Dive Deep, this is the song of the day.
With the moonlight to guide you, feel the joy of being alive; The day that you stop running is the day that you arrive.
And the night that you got locked in was the time to decide; Stop chasing shadows, just enjoy the ride.
- My exams are done. It was all over the place from definite A+ to definite F;
- My sister and my best friend got engaged;
- My old friends are now my new friends. God, I can already tell it's going to be a rough part of my life (will try my best to make it work this time around));
- I am going to be shit broke this holiday season with all the savings!
I guess I can end it with a calming yet unreachable track. Performed by Robin Spielberg and available in her debut album Heal Of The Hand, this is the song of the day.
Also known as 'When I am Laid to Rest', from Henry Purcell's first and only english opera Dido and Aeneas (behind the wonderful voice of Barbara Bonney), this is the song of the day. I guess you can say that my quest of finding the most powerful yet simplest composition has come to rest. 321 years ago, to be exact.
Thy hand, Belinda; darkness shades me On thy bosom let me rest More I would, but Death invades me Death is now a welcome guest
When I am laid, am laid in earth, May my wrongs create No trouble, no trouble in thy breast; When I am laid, am laid in earth,
May my wrongs create No trouble, no trouble in thy breast; Remember me, remember me But ah! forget my fate...
Crazy two weeks. Definitely having the time of my life!
From Eagles and their debut album, this is the song of the day. Happy Halloween, everyone!
She held me spellbound in the night; Dancing shadows and firelight. Crazy laughter in another room; And she drove herself to madness with a silver spoon!
So in case I forget my midterm, Here it is. Songs to remember:
Anon - Kyrie
Beatriz De Dia - A Chantar
Perotin - Viderunt Omnes
Machaut - Doulz Airiane Gracieus
Des Prez - Mass Pange Lingua Kyrie
Palestrina - Exsultate Deo
Gabrielli - Canzona
With that said, I'm going to focus on one of the gems.
Features of the song (again: for my midterm):
Flute/drum (Tornada)
Strophic
Love song
Secular
Troubadour
Melismatic
Reimagination of Beatriz De Dia's only surviving organum/chant by Hespèrion XXI (released as Hespèrion XX) and available in the album Espana Antigua, this is the song of the day.
C'atressim sui enganad'e trahia; Cum degr'esser, s'lieu fos desavinens.
If the grammar doesn't make sense, don't blame me for I am sleepless. 24 hours and counting. Midterm sucked ass. No one saved me a seat so I had to find my own. Five more to go.
Paul McCartney recorded the following track for his solo album, but originally it was a rejected song when The Beatles was still alive. As much as I admire Paul for the wonderful track, the original demo is so much better than the final version. It makes you laugh when you hear Lennon trying to hold his giggle and it makes you sad when he finally holds it and Paul absorb you into the song with the hums. Available in their compilation album Anthology 3, this is the song of the day.