Dekada nobenta ng sumikat ang kantang to...Una kong narinig sa NU 107 kaya lang may airtime na rin sa katabing station called Power 105.  Senti ang dating pero andun ang attitude ng metal...may angst, bitterness and regret.  Power chords, great lyrics and well-composed melody.  Ang angas...

Bokalista ng grupo is Kip Winger, dating buma-back up sa Twisted Sisters at galing din sa orihinal na grupo ni Alice Cooper, so as the band's lead guitarist Reb Beach...

Well, tama na ang daldal.  I have posted the video of the song Miles Away dahil senti mode ako ngayon, leche...

well, anyway...rakenrol!!!

-randyrecio/11.1.2008

Mga mahal kong kaibigan.

Tunay nga pong napakahirap malulong sa bisyong pagmu-multiply. Maraming mga bagay-bagay kang dapat isaalang-alang kung papasukin mo ang pagpapaka-adik dito.

Unang-una. Naturalmente kelangan ng computer at mabilis na internet connection para di ka antukin sa mahabang proseso ng paga-upload.

Ikalawa...para hindi lumutin at tubuan ng kagaw ang multiply account mo, obligado kang mag-post. Kahit anu lang brad. Ang mahalaga ay mapalaya mo ang emosyon at saloobin na nagpupumilit kumawala sa iyong nag-aalab na kalooban. Langya...Lalim nun a!!!

Ikatlo. Dahil ayaw din naman nating madungisan ang ating dungis nang reputasyon, kelangan din naman na kahit paano e me katuturan ang ating ilalagay dito.  Hindi naman ibig sabihin e kahit basura e maaari nang ihasik.  Sa trash bin po ang tamang lalagyan ng ating mga kalat.

Ikaapat...uhhh..ano pa ba?  Oo nga pala. Dahil mahilig akong mamichur, gusto kong magpost ng kahit di kagandahan subalit masasabi namang pinag-isipang kunan bago ko dinutdot ang shutter.  Problema lang minsan nakakatamad mag-isip. 

Ikalima...dahil sa dami na ng litrato kong nai-post, naisipan nitong paborito nating site na bulabugin ang homepage ko sa pamamagitan ng unwanted ads, misalignment at mga weirdong bagay na hindi naman dapat nandoon.  Kaya naisipan kong gumastos na naman at mag PREMIUM ACCOUNT sa paniniwalang titino itong aking site. Mali. Actually, magulo pa rin sha.

Ikaanim at huli na po ito...Ngayong lulong na ako dito sa pagmu-multiply, di ko maiwasan ang obsesyon na kahit babahagya e pagandahin ang aking multiply account. Ang siste,,,bobo ang inyong lingkod sa punyemas na html at css na yan.

At iyan nga po ang sanhi kung bakit naisipan ko na isulat ang aking ( hikbi...) suliranin.  Ituring na rin po ninyo itong isang pananawagan na kung sino mang may mabuting kalooban na marunong mag disenyo ng multiply, nawa ay tulungan nyo naman po ako at ang Amang nasa Kaitaastaasan na ang bahalang gumanti senyo.

Ngunit habang tayo ay naghihintay sa isang kaluluwa na tutulong sa akin ay pagtyagaan na po muna nating pare-pareho ang multiply account ko na tadtad ng mukha ko.

Ok ba yon?  Amen!

Nagmamahal,

randyrecio

My last song syndrome.

I love the canvas texture of the video.

Cool violin section playing at the back.

The clanging of the bells reminds me of my hometown. 

Amazed with Chris Martin's unrehearsed expressions.

Metaphoric lyrics.

Flowing and melodious drives.

Question.

If there is one page in the Holy Book of Christians that you can rip off and keep in your hearts for all your life, what will it be?  Will there be anything at all? ...or do you even believe?  ..worst, would you even care?  I was flipping through the pages of the bible and this really caught my fancy.  Well, well, well guys, I do read it. On unusually rare occassions. The phrasing may be poetic or may be melodramatic to some but going through between the lines...the meaning is simply beautiful.  For all lovers, loners and the broken-hearteds, my gift to you:

"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away...

And now these things remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love."

1 Corinthians 13:1-8, 13, Book of Love

I had to leave a feast of fantastic culinary just to be so frantically disappointed with the Fireworks Show at Creekside...

It was 30 minutes before eve and I was cursing in my car as the traffic extended from Burjuman all the way to the venue.  It felt like whacking the stoplights down as it did not recognize any colors other than RED...

After going through hell, I was stunned with the vast number of cars by the roadside as they had practically covered any sight of pavement that there ever was. My dear friend Mariyah rang me up and I was told that the show will about to start in a minute or two.  So I put myself in the Holy Presence of the Lord, looked up to heaven and I prayed for a place to park.  At exactly midnight, my wish was granted but at the distant planet of Mars. 

I literally had to sweep of all the sands as I ran for it...

...and at last I was at the creek side,

...when the last burst of flames went off. =(

Tough luck.  Picked up my mobile phone and found a bunch of addicts by the RTA Ticket Booth also having their share of dissapointment.  I was told that the set we all were dreaming about was at the other end of the creek near Maktoum Bridge. Hahaha...

Well then, as the pana saying goes...what to do???

Better luck next year and have a wonderful new year to everyone!=)