Showing posts with label 80s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 80s. Show all posts

Friday, December 28, 2012

Same Old Blues: Same Old Blues By Eric Clapton



Why is it that just when things are starting to look up that something comes crashing down and everything falls apart.  It's like that coin that's within reach but some grabs and runs off.  You then find yourself back where you started only twice as worse as before.  It's just the same crap again and again.  I guess that's why I'm listening to Eric Clapton's song "Same Old Blues" right now.

Every year I say to myself that this is the year where I'm going to make it.  You learn all that you and pour your heart and soul into it.  You take every precaution but sometimes crap happens.  It's the last thing that you want to happen and it happened. You stand there and all your hard work has gone up in smoke.  It's either you're back where you started or like I said earlier, worse off than before.

This year is no different from the last couple of years.  Same old crap as always.  Still I keep trying and trying because I don't want to give up.  Somewhere, somehow, things will change and I'll keep on trying to make it happen.  It's just the same old blues every year.




Sunday, January 29, 2012

Man That's Darn Good Cake: Pound Cake By Van Halen




Last week, my aunt and uncle came home from abroad for a little vacation. We greeted them and we talked about some good times and asked how they were doing. My mother's birthday was coming up and my uncle promised that he'd cook up some of his best recipes. Best of all he'd baked his signature dessert that was Sansrival which we all loved. When I remember that dessert, Van Halen's song "Pound Cake" starts playing in my head.

The first time we tasted that cake, we devoured it to the last bite. 40 years, later it still doesn't compare to anything bought in the stores. My brother would even drink the syrup from the tray till nothing was left. When they went abroad, I haven't come across a cake that matches his recipe. When he said he'd baked a batch, our mouths started to water and we couldn't wait.

True enough when the cake came in, nothing was left. That's because it was as delicious now just as it was in the past. It was perfect to the last drop and every time I took bite it was perfectly the same. I'm glad my brother and sister watched how it was made which means they do it. That is one darn fine cake.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Suck It Up Kid: Estudyante Blues By Freddie Aguilar



In one of my blog entries, I mentioned a time in my life when I had to transfer less prestigious school because I couldn't with the environment in that "posh" school. Because of I always had to be careful of my studies that failure became a stigma for me. During my school years till finishing college, I always had to show that I could hack it and not fail in studies lest I relieve that dark day when I was cast out. When I see blatantly some students take their studies for granted and causing their parents a lot of grief, it really makes me mad. When I hear Freddie Aguilar's song "Estudyante Blues", I tell the character in that song "Suck it up kid"!

When I was growing up, our fortunes were always in the extreme: some days, we were up and some days were down. The hard part about that failure was that I had to prove myself to my family again and again. A lot of times, their word was law and if they were strict, it was because they just wanted us to be responsible and I understood even with all the pressure growing up. Because of that I developed a strong work ethic and even though we partied a lot, I was to keep my grades safe. Because times were a bit difficult, I didn't complain when they yelled because deep inside they were just tired and the least that I could was just do my best and stay out of trouble.

These days, a lot of kids take a lot for granted. It's not just peer pressure, but also the distraction brought about by technology that's causing not only poor academic performance among kids, but bad behavior as well. Sometimes I think parents are too lenient with their children and they don't take time to talk to them about what's really important. I think it's time to lay the law down on kids like these. They should responsibility and be aware of what they're parents go through everyday just to give them what they need, let alone want. Hopefully, they'll listen realize what their parents are going through and if not and they don't like what they hear well tough luck kid; shape up or ship out!

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Sunset with style : The sunset grill by Don Henley



Well summer is already hear. The fact that I’m starting to sweat buckets and feel really greasy when I get home from work is a sure sign of that. At this time of the year, people are already planning to go out of town, obviously majority of them are headed for white sandy beaches and rpool resort to cool down and party out with friends and family. Being an introverted person, I'm not fond of the beach since I'm so used to roaming around the urban jungle so much that I no longer have the taste for the sun, loud gay shouts of summer fun, etc. But if there was a way that would pursuade me to go, it would probably be Don Henley's THE SUNSET GRILL.

It is one of the rarest 24k rt songs in my collection, infact when I started to request this song to RT DJs, a lot of them didn't know about it. The song's lyrics narrates a favorite beach hangout where the working girls go buy and the sky is clear blue. The best part about this song is the part when he said that he'll have another beer and that all his friends were here. The song ended with the sound of trumpets and percussion instruments playing in the back ground. When I heard it the first time, it really got a hold on me because it brought back that fresh soothing and relaxing feeling that I had not felt for a long time as well made me want to buy a case of beer and share it with my buddies at the shore while the sun started to set.
How I would enjoy this song at the beach would probably be somewhere in the late afternoon with all my brothers and best buds near the sands or at one of those beach huts with the sun turning red and preparing to retire. The winds would start blow cool breezes and everybody's happy. I would probably be holding a cold beer on one hand and cigar (or something else) in the other. As the day slowly ends, my brothers, my buds and I would probably be laughing and drinking without a care in the world as this song is being played either on a cd or better yet live by Don Henley himself. That's how I would savor this song and if anyone asks if there was another way, I would answer no because good view, good music, good drinks and good friends are hard to come by.