Wednesday, September 06, 2006

trip

suddenly, i'm on a sound trip.

recently, i got me-self an external hard drive with a whopping 250 gigabyte-capacity primarily to transfer the songs from my office PC for use in my notebook. since my PowerBook has a measly 80GB HD capacity, and with the installed applications took up almost a quarter of the space, i decided that if i have to move the files from one computer to another i'll need a hard drive with at least 160 GBs.

bestbuy was heaven. paid a hundred and twenty bucks for the external drive [that's roughly a half-dollar per gigabyte, not bad even with the enclosure included]. started the file transfer a week ago. problem left is organization. i've been using the office PC for updating the iPod Mini i bought last year. brotherly love earned that iPod a ticket home and into Dada's musical inclinations. so, for three months now, i'm without a capable music player except for the laptop speakers and the car stereo. i might get a new iPod anytime, but it can wait.

anyway, my daily bathroom incursions brought me random thoughts on most of the songs i've listened to. some has memories attached to it; some morphed into fiction; and some are just songs. but here goes:

Keep This Love Alive (David Pack & Tom Scott) - college major night. Zu, Shangri-La Makati [i wonder if the place still exists]. 1998. some local jazz band blared out a near-to-perfect rendition of the song. seven Super-Drys and a Carlsberg. inebriated enough to hit the dance floor. an asthma attack a day after. tried to stay awake the whole drive home. pop would kill me if i didn't. hehe. blogger revelations.

The Real Thing (Kenny Loggins) - fond memories. (1) i sang it in front of the whole class. could've halted midway, but for no apparent reason, i didn't. kenny loggins pushed me to the finish line, i think. no applause. and the humiliation was worth the trouble. a futile attempt to boost up self-confidence in life-support. (2) wrote a literal interpretation of the song. marriage was in turmoil. fiction or not, but it struck me (and i'll say, us) right where it should. thank God, heard my prayers.

Wherever You Will Go (The Calling) - a ninety-nine on videoke. yey. the only song i think i could sing. imitation of Alex Band's vocal affectation somehow concealed my inability to sing. haha.

Only When You Leave (Spandau Ballet) - allusions to Alfred Hitchcock a friend told me regarding the music video. been on the lookout for the fucking mtv for two years now. found one recently [and heaven's praises for YouTube]. profoundly, Hitch's nowhere to be seen. now, i don't know if it was an April Fool's joke or not. the song's great, anyhow. Spandau Ballet's one of my fave nouveau vague bands that came out of the 80s [the other one would be The Style Council, if you might ask].

Better Days (Dianne Reeves) - Sas and i sang the song on the drive home from Nagcarlan, Laguna four years back. Tutay loved it. even the affectations contributed [beeeetter-daaaayysss! hehe]. i know i can't sing, but a three hour trek through the South Superhighway---our singing definitely beefed up to my daughter's amusement. hehe.

Giant Steps (John Coltrane) - my interest to jazz could be traced back to college. and Jeff Giron was the culprit. it's like this:

Jeff: John (Coltrane), this is Etchie.

Me: Nice to meet you, John. (eyeing the tenor sax)

John: I reckon that you've been wanting to play the sax, eh?

Me: Yeah. Mind if i take you home with me?

and that was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. my next acquaintances would be Bird Parker, Dinah Washington and Miles Davis. one note though: i returned Jeff his CD a few days later. got my copy only two years ago.





got a few more in my head, but i'm too lazy to write.

music's one of my cultural vicodins. and i'm still high on the trip.

latest musing of Etchie at 01:44

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