I Will Sing To You of Happy Days

larawan ng isang gulod na puno ng mga bulaklak

Happy days ahead, can we dare think of that? / countryliving.com

 

 

I will sing to you of happy days

grasses, thick and green

rivers are for real

the sky’s blue in the morning

and star-lit in the evening.

 

I will sing to you of happy days

mountains full of trees

flowers abound, have in them bees

birds chirping loud, unfazed

savor the breeze, an afternoon of peace.

 

I will sing to you of happy days

when words hold precious meaning

even as they’re not spoken

music, carried forth by the wind

people truly have time to listen.

 

I will sing to you of happy days

though they be long and winding

there’s time to pass by, roads meandering

no harm, I suppose, with hands aholding

little thoughts given, to time afleeting.

 

I will sing to you of happy days

walking, roaming, seeing

jumping, playing, listening

holding, examining, touching

feeling, caring, believing.

 

larawan ng isang gubat na pinapasukan ng liwanag ng araw

We must get back our ability to imagine/ enviroliteracy.org

 

I will sing to you of happy days.

* This was written on February 8, 2012 for my sibling. I think I once tried giving a copy of the poem to the kin, can’t remember if it was the giver or the receiver who, at that moment, hesitated. Am unsure if I can muster another attempt. So, am putting a copy here, in case I miss another chance. Some guts I have, huh? Ahaha, I used to do better. ^^

To believe again, in a world that promises little … 🙂

 

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Atmospheric pressure

 

Oftentimes, we say that life has dealt us bad cards, we got a raw deal or simply we’ve been given much, way too much, than is humanly possible to bear. Some people live predictable and semi-charmed lives, unchallenged so, unscathed by the thorns of living, struggling and scratching one’s way up the surface. We see them driving their neat cars in their tidy and fashionable clothes, on their way to their respectable offices and back again to their sturdy, elegant and paid homes with a lovely garden, to their healthy, decently-shod and smart children. Ah, perhaps the picture is too postcard-perfect to imagine without feeling a tinge of jealousy in our little, envious and sensitive hearts?

 

larawang panglagay sa postcard  ng isang pamilyang Pilipino,

Postcard perfect image of a family/ bigstockphoto.com

 

And we get mad why others have it easy and why we have it hard. Or, why they seem to have it easy and almost effortless, while we fumble our way through each day with little confidence and with nary an assurance that it won’t end up a disaster.  Our slips are showing, our cool – hah, we must have misplaced it – nowhere to be found and, our day-to-day efforts prove little to show.  We ask ourselves if it’s really just a matter of guts, of projecting you’ve got it all together even if you don’t and, of being a bit more adjusted to a public or corporatized setting. In short, a tad more adult-like, flexible and plastic, in a sense. Somebody said that it’s just a matter of being able to take in, juggle and live through layers and layers of lie on an hourly basis. Of being able to take in more shits than usual. After all, life is that – crappy.

 

And some even go further to say that living as a winner is a matter of method. Time management, they say, is one sure way to go about it. Multiple tasking is another (networking while doing lunch is always a famous suggestion). Do-it-yourself is another tip that ranks high up the ladder. Going organic when it comes to food and back-to the-basics  also strike many people’s fancy. Live green, live lean and on the ergonomic side – chic posters in posh shops proclaim. And hey, it’s no longer hip to go around and about doing your business (whatever it is) without exercise so, go – build those muscles, tone that skin and invest in a spa membership.

 

Kartong larawan ng isang babaeng nagmamadali sa umaga

The morning sprint could make one lose her cool/ bloggermoms.com

Remember to always do your hair or have it done – your mane talks volume about you and your capabilities – and to wear make-up that looks like you got no make-up. Sure, that takes four(4) hours to achieve, but care should be taken one does not appear like a newbie mall saleslady or that flirtatious secretary you have in the office. Or, in the neighboring office, for that matter. Live it – walk the walk and talk the talk, project yourself like you know where you’re going. Don’t forget, many would want to step in these shoes we’re wearing or sporting or stumbling with. And, democracy is not the great legacy of the Americans – competitiveness is. It is easy to achieve perfection at your own level – the boss, the magazines and the online news –  all shout out, loudly.

 

Or, is it? Are we really capable of achieving perfection at our own level – on an everyday basis, in this digital age, in the modern and rather unequal setting? Look out for yourself, no one else will. Grab the opportunities. Dance with the times (read, buy the latest gadgets) and claim your fortune before others do. And most of all, appear smooth. It won’t do any good to let the seams show – speak softly while radiating interest and enthusiasm. The days of rugged and loud advocacy is decidedly over. It is now time to fake it. And fake it like there is no tomorrow. Like how? Like it could be mistaken for the real thing. Remember, you are awesome and you will be, if you can make yourself believable, to as many. After all, people are aware, many of the things we see, buy, hear about and listen to, are fraud. The rule seems to be, you can lie as often as you want, as long as some, or, many, would believe you.

 

And oh, learn the tricky art of ignoring. Ignoring everything that will not help you advance your cause, your cause of being the first in the pack. That and being among your equals – the other focused, competitive souls who have tastes and able to recognize the beacon light of success from afar. At times, this would necessitate a lot of forgetting – where you came from, with whom you formerly hanged around and where you previously spent the best and the worst of times of your life. But hey, History, at least the ones we studied in school, was itself full of erasures, up until on its way to the press.

 

And perhaps, it won’t do any good to be fastidious about how we get to the finish line. If the Vikings and Columbus and Magellan and Alexander the Great were squeamish about their ways and accommodation, it is highly probable there wouldn’t have been any discoveries  – continents would still be uncharted and tribes wouldn’t have gone further than forging federations. Conquest has always been a messy business, yes. But one need not make things a little too public. As with crimes, success tracks must be covered. They stand a better chance of preservation that way. Plus, the public at large could always use some mystery, some secret, some chance to be bedazzled. Mystify it – it does help. When the euphoria of triumph has cooled down, one could always turn to publishing an easy-does-it- manual that’ll make it look like – a child’s play.

 

 

So, where were we? Yes, it’s about gearing up and fitting oneself for success and wearing the prerequisite attitude sans the usual envy for the Joneses. That it’s about being open to the load of crappy shit thrown our way and swimming our way through it and emerging the winner. And it involves a lot of trappings and projection and yes, a healthy dose of hypocrisy. But it’s only hypocrisy and forgetfulness to those who are not tuned in to it. It really is about negotiating one’s way through the jungle while calling it a maze, all the while being conscious that there’s an exit, a door, if you will, where a prize awaits you. And you need not be very surprised if at that end, there will be very few of you who made it.  It’s a long and hard road and not a few were cast by the wayside. Dreaming is a privilege, although the myth informs that everybody harbors one dream, at one time or another. A curious lie, one that’s worth a place in the records.

 

Image of a modern veranda

The so-called success is won after so many battles/ deesays.com

 

It’s raining cats and dogs and you can hear the droplets falling on the roof. The room has started to be cold and the children have gone to their rooms. The spouse goes to the kitchen to get you a cup of hot chocolate. You begged to make it coffee, instead. You are without doubt successful in your field, so your colleagues claim. The glossy copy of your office’s newsletter in your right hand confirms this fact. There’s a version of it uploaded on the internet by a guy from your department. So, why do you feel a quiet pain in your chest? You have made it, you look the part – unquestionably so. You were given a deck of cards and you dealt it like a maverick. You breezed through the process, a phenomenal achievement. Are you perhaps afraid that you might have gotten things too easily?  What is it? What is that insignificant detail that is bothering you? What gives? Ah, but it is too late for regrets. Too late, you decided.

 

larawan ng isang middle-age woman nakasilip sa bintana

The rain sends us back down the memory lane/ digital-photography-school.com

 

 

The falling rain began beating harshly against the walls and the rooftop. You stood up to close the glass door leading to the veranda. You wonder if the pain is real or imagined.

 

 

 

 

 

Love will lead you back

larawan ng mangangantang si Taylor Dayne

She looks and moves rather young for a 50-year old/ girlandboything.com

Yes, sirs and mesdames, Taylor Dayne, the singer behind the pop song Love Will Lead You Back was in the country last week. She performed at the Mall of Asia (MOA) Arena last Friday, June 01, 2012 together with Edwin Mc Cain, the singer behind the hit song, I’ll Be. The night before, they performed in Cebu. Dayne’s the second artist, after Lady Gaga, to have performed in the newly-constructed coliseum. It wasn’t full house, though. The venue wasn’t even half-filled, unfortunately. I am not aware of the advertisements and promotions done by the organizers but surely, it was a good concert and more people, who used to sing along with the artists, could have gone and appreciated these artists up close and live. Both Dayne and McCain performed well. R&B singer, JR, did the front act.

 

 

As a singer, Dayne was first noticed with her hit song, Tell It to My Heart in 1987. I was still a teenager then and I know that piece was quite popular. But I remember the song chiefly because its MTV was decidedly, definitely ’80s – the frizzy hair, the bangs (hehe), the shoulder pads (who can forget those?) and the slashed jeans (USED pants, anyone?). It’s all there in the video, should anyone care to traipse down the memory lane, haha. Taylor was known for being a hot singer – pouted red, big lips, a vixen image (sort of) and excellent vocals. Back then, people were calling her another Madonna. And if you were there at the concert (ahaha, I know not many were), you would know that she’s really a magnificent singer and performer. I know, some of you would say, “But she’s so two decades ago!” Yes, but she hasn’t lost it – the voice, the look and the performance. She danced and sang like a sexy 35-year old!

 

 

Philippines is host to an average of 200 concerts by international performers a year – from the most popular artists and bands to the singers who are making a comeback after 20 or 30 years, haha. I do not know if the figure says anything about the Filipinos’ colonial mentality in music or, if it means we are cosmopolitan in our tastes and would willingly shell out good money just to hear good melodies, or,  if the country is plain haven for artists in need of paying audience. I really don’t know. But as things look, events organizing, particularly concert-organizing, has become an industry in the Philippines. Thing is, we are very musically-inclined as a people. My dark suspicion being that the number of households that own videoke set probably equals the number of washing-machine owning households, haha. We smile and sing our troubles away, that’s the Pinoy way.

poster na larawan ng konsyerto nina Taylor Dayne at Edwin McCain

Not many watched the concert but Dayne and McCain performed well/ spot.ph

At any rate, I have a tiny view to express to the concert organizers and I hope they won’t take offense. Hmnn, you, guys, did McCain a bad turn by putting up a picture of him in the poster looking much like a club bouncer, no kidding. He certainly looks so much better, younger and more personable up close. And his voice is still cool and collected. He has still got it, whatever it takes to sing one’s way into the listeners’ hearts. My sibling and I were wondering why or how his songs are not topping the charts still. It seems he really sings well. In the end, I mentioned to my sibling that probably, it’s because there seems to be a small-town quality to his singing, something not meant for a big audience. The sibling agreed, saying that the artist’s career is somewhat of the one-hit wonder type. Likewise, that his voice and performance are rather similar to that of Taylor Hicks of the American Idol – an excellent musician but a rather aloof one. Haha, we  agreed that Edwin Mc Cain was a looker 20 years ago, somewhat… 😉