I’ve been out of sorts since the 25th. Christmas was fine, all right, but my headspace? Not so much.
My room is a mess, my hair is a mess, and my wallet is a — it’s missing. I can’t find my wallet and I don’t remember where I left it. I know it’s just somewhere around the house but I’m just too drained to look for it, man. I’m exhausted even though I haven’t been doing anything. Ah shit, I hate this feeling.
Anyway I needed some sense of faux-productivity tonight so I did this tag from Sleeping Suburb. Twenty questions, twenty songs. I discovered some of these songs only this year and, hmm, should I write a year-end essay too? I’ll think about it, but maybe only after I find my wallet.
Your favorite song
One of my favorite songs this year is “Lose It” by SWMRS. The opening lines hit close to home, and then I got to the chorus: And tell me / why d’you have to have such a damn good taste in music? / Yeah if all my favorite songs make me think of you / I’m gonna lose it.
I couldn’t bring myself to write a proper post so I’m doing another tag that I found via the search bar. This time I’m supposed to shuffle my music library and comment on the first 15 songs that come up.
I couldn’t bring myself to write a nicer intro or a better transition either so, um, voila:
Some things change, some don’t. “Favourite” is such a capricious concept ‘no, which is weird because the word implies certainty? Hm, maybe I’m just indecisive.
I still don’t know a lot of new OPM.
The Sexbomb Girls are a big part of my childhood. I remember an interview in Startalk — home to the hottest meta-okrayan segment “T the Tigbak Authority” — in which Rochelle or Jopay or one of them said something like, “Mas gusto ko ang ‘Sexbomb Girls‘ kaysa ‘Sexbomb Dancers’ kasi hindi lang naman kami dancers — mga babae kami.” Strong, ‘teh.
I’ve been listening to a lot of Pan and Fatal Posporos recently. I used to wish I was born a decade earlier so I could be a 90’s teen instead of a 90’s kid. Pinoy rock had its moments in the 2000s though, so it’s all good.
I still love “A Case of You” big time. Damn all the lines, man, and especially these: I could drink a case of you, darling, and I would still be on my feet. Sheght. ❤