scheiße! scheiße! she was born that way.

People are unique but it doesn't mean all are original. We are pieces of what we have in our lives; the people around us, the stacks of literature we read, the experiences that taught us. We are pieces of the portions put together like threads woven into a tapestry. Therefore, my point is, no song or literature is original since it may be an inspiration drawn from pieces preceding it. It may be unique in its own way but again, repeat, repeat, repeat, nothing in this world is original. 

Let me get to the bottom of this. Lady Gaga's new album has created a hype since the time she has proclaimed that this is the album of the decade. Well, I got hold of the leaked songs (whether it is true or not, I don't care) and after ripping it and listening to it, the songs are scheiße good! Mostly electronic beats that drag you to the dance floor and a reminiscence of early 90's, the album presents also messages where everyone finds a place to fit in. Hair/Born This Way deals with freedom of expression, Government Hooker with freedom from censorship, Bloody Mary with religion, Judas with love, sin and contempt, etc. All the songs ride in the same motorcycle bearing the theme about embracing one's self, self-acceptance and freedom. 

Personally, I like the Marry the Night, Judas, Hair, Scheiße (for the gibberish lyrics and bloody beats), Bloody Mary, Heavy Metal Lover, Electric Chapel and The Edge of Glory. Talking about BTW being an Album of the Year, well, it's Gaga's problem. I won't go up the stage with her when she gets the award, so practically, I don't care and she either. Lol.    

Amidst the kinkiness and playfulness of the song lyrics ("I want your whiskey mouth/ All over my blonde south"), Lady Gaga again invests in filthy and sexy moans, theatrical vocals doused with electronic guitars, saxophones and whatevers. And I like it. For the past twelve songs, opening with Marry the Night, you'll find yourself drowned in an amniotic fluid  of electric beats but will later end with a breather You and I and finally be born with The Edge of Glory sticking in your ears. That's how the album Born This Way was born. It was just born that way. 

Comparing her with Madonna, for me, is already a cliche. As I've said, no one is original. Lady Gaga is unique in her own way. Staying on the uterus of her hyped album phenomenon and until its birth, she deserved somehow, just like any newborn,  a pat on the back and a welcome on a comfy crib. 

We don't care what people say. We know the truth!  ~Lady Gaga, Bad Kids (Born This Way

aanhin pa ang damo kung hindi naman ako kabayo.

At saka may kanin naman at ulam.

It’s Holy Week, particulary Black Thursday, again. Practicing Christians are deigned to abstain during this time from meat or any related food. The Church has ordered a restraining order for our mouths. Spell analogy. Most faithfuls today are spending much time in churches, or in their private places doing their penances and/or communing with God. Talking about hardcore practice of Christianity.

It is actually like an obligation to be out today and wear grim faces, not mentioning joining hours of processions and manifold forms of prayer. Christianity becomes an obligation. It becomes a routine. Its essence removed from the core, thereby producing timid, obedient, blind Christians. We become incongruous to the real faith and even think that because of such display we can pursue heaven with our own efforts. Heaven is earned through God, through Jesus. This is supposed to be the essence of the whole Holy Week scenario. The picture shows that man can’t attain salvation without Him. Well, aside from not eating meat, we are reminded today to practice abstinence that deals with our own meat, our flesh so to say, to sound human-friendly.

Our deprival of human comfort can be the key to destroy our human depravity. It’s a painful practice and we Christians call it sacrifice, penance, and whatever you want to coin it. The point is the flesh becomes our nemesis. But still we don’t do this as religion. “Because of love,” as what Father Martin in the Life of Pi said. Jesus’ performance in Calvary is a pure performance of love. And we, as Christians, do not just give him a standing ovation; instead, we go forth and deliver our own performances. Not as grand as what He had, but done out of love. Out of love.

Speaking of kabayo, I’m not neighing religious antics here. There is one, however, who neighs her own brand of religion. Rumor says that Lady Gaga is planning to release the video of her Judas this Easter Sunday. Hold your horses but Gaga will go spewing her music with Judas as her battle cry. I’ve heard the song. The techno-rock music was quite catchy with its ineluctable flow of lyrics, “Judas Juda-a-a, Judas Juda-a-a, Judas Juda-a-a, Judas…” Talking about having been smitten by Judas.

One question, “Do you know what’s the last name of Judas?” Hint: not Iscariot.

a night with the bitches.

There are just so many bizarre things around that I hear and see. And one, to end my day, was this video of Lady Gaga. What should I say? FIERCE! FIERCE! FIERCE! Gaga left me stunned again. "Alejandro" evokes something beyond music with those nun costumes, seemingly gay Nazis, rifle barrel bra, the goggles, the Templar costumes, the cross and rosary, the costumes that defy fashion norms. Bizarre. Just plainly bizarre. I was a Bio student before, and looking at Gaga with her feminine form with those male muscles adorning her background, it was like a shot of morphine. Watching Gaga's video was like analyzing morbidity and mortality at the same time. It's seeing disease, letting it contaminate you and allowing Death defy and molest your still-abled body. The end part made me flinch. The wigs made me cringe. Gaga's trademark is here, and that's the gist. Whatever video she makes, it will always leave the touch of Gaga's reality and surreality, which the public is having a hard time swallowing.

DIGRESS.

Another bizarre thingy.

Anyway, I was with whom I call "The Bitch" and Ms. Nholl a while ago, and we passed by a Korean hair salon. Seeing "The Bitch's" hair, the legendary locks that could usher the fall of even the most sophisticated and trusted hairstylist, I decided to inject her the thought of Hairspray. Get my point? No? I even call that thing, her hair, a horse tail.

Me: Bitch, look (pointing the 1,500Php hair bond treatment signage), I think your hair needs it.

The Bitch: Excuse me. No. They need my hair. (sabay taray)

Me: (silence)

The Bitch (again): Sir, gusto ko mag-watch ng World Cup. I called Sir P. and he said we can watch daw together. (kinilig ata ang Bitch kasi may crush nga sa matandang Sir P. na yan, anyway...) Sir, of course, libre yan. May food yan.

Me: At ano naman?

The Bitch: Of course, di nya maaatim na naka-tubig lang ako, tapos siya iced water. Dapat mag-order siya ng ice. For me.

Hahay. Why did I talk to that bitch? By the way, she proposed we'll have our Book Club daw. Book sharing over a cup of coffee. I hope so. Lol.

Giddy. Goodnight. Hmmm..It's my birthday this June 19th. My picture greetings, send to exodia_mike@hotmail.com. Salamat. Lol.

i am done, smoking gun, we'd lost it all...I AM THE ONE.

After sleeping for a long time and letting the other artists reign on the music realm, the Queen Bee has finally unleashed her fangs and boom boom vava voom voice. It's like,

"RELEASE THE KRAKEN GLAM DIVA!"

Thanks to the limitless power of technology bestowed on my fingertips. I can just easily download the music, in fact the whole album, and sit back, relax and listen to the killer beat of the music of Christina Aguilera. It was like WTF moment for me. Why did it just dawn on me that I can just easily download the list of songs as an album rather than scan the whole universe of YouTube, hoping some random guy uploaded the music. Waiting for the leak? Nope. Hahaha...

Last night, it was like whoa! I downloaded the whole album and copied the songs in my phone. Christina Aguilera, or shall I say Xtina, has emerged again with powerful vocals in her latest album, BIONIC with "Not Myself Tonight" as the first single. The songs were not a disappointment, if you may ask me. A tasteful mix of melodic acrobatics and superb vocal performances. What caught my attention (and as well as my LSS) were the songs; Lift Me Up, All I Need, I Am, and You Lost Me. Literally, I was lost when I listened to these the first time, mentioning again You Lost Me. In fact, as I was typing this, this was my background song. A cathartic dose for the catatonic atmosphere I was in right now. The underside of this album is just it's full of sexual implications, the overdosage of electronic music and some lyrics are not meant for underaged eardrums. If you're apt for a fresh music with beat and musicality that is out of this world, then I recommend you douse your cochlear desires with this.
List of tracks

1. Bionic
2. Not Myself Tonight
3. Woohoo feat. Nicki Minaj
4. Elastic Love
5. Desnudate
6. Love & Glamour (intro)
7. Glam
8. Prima Donna
9. Morning Dessert (intro)
10. Sex For Breakfast
11. Lift Me Up
12. My Heart (Intro)
13. All I Need
14. I Am
15. You Lost Me
16. I Hate Boys
17. My Girls feat. Peaches
18. Vanity

Gaga vs Xtina? I can't comment. Cue "Absolutely Zero" by Jason Mraz. Ciao!

Jejemon song

Oh c'mon! And they got a song now? Bet this one will make Julian Felipe and Jose Palma rise from their graves.My eardrums screaming "Drag me to hellllll!!!"

Still a Jejebuster!

Gaga's B-Day!

Happy Birthday Gaga!

Honestly, I like her music, though most lyrics and videos are explicit. It's actually the beat that catches me. She looks and acts weird, but as an artist, it's really part of the package. You can never eat a fruit without dealing with the skin. You can never understand her music unless you learn to set aside your stereotypical tendencies. Some songs were actually, truthfully saying, weird or absurd in a way the lyrics are written (e.g; Christmas Tree, Teeth). However, some of my faves are a hit both in musicality and message, like Wonderful, Speechless, Alejandro, Fashion, Let Love Down. She alone can be the embodiment of pop while being an avatar of fashion atrocity. Lol. Whatever she has now is what she really deserves. She worked for it. Her morality issues are hers to deal with. As a listener, I care less with that. I just appreciate her music. She's planning now for her third album. Go go Gaga!

The Poodle Among the Cats

It was supposed to be Victoria, the white kitten in the play. (O.~) But I was shocked when Bea arrived in a head dress and costume which made me react, "Oh! i never know there was a poodle in Cats?.." It was a bit hilarious and amusing in a way. But I love the way she wore her costume. Beautiful girl.

This July, our very own Lea Salonga will be doing the role of Grizabella in the famous musical in CCP. I love musicals, plays and the likes. I don't know where did I get this fascination. I watched movies with themes like this with perfect gusto. I watched all movies, from Romeo and Juliet to Sweeney Todd to Cats. But one thing is so sad. I haven't watched a single show on stage. Huhuhuhu. Such a tease. A paradox of life.

That's why right now I am deciding whether to empty my pocket for a ticket for this once-in-a-lifetime experience. I want to watch "CATS". I want to watch Lea Salonga perform. I want to watch it. aaaaawww.. I know this will be another expense but I know the experience will be eternal. I hope someone will free me a ticket. Wishful thinking. Anyway...

This (our presentation for Foundation Day) was last last year...and I still remember and love it. Yay!