Monthly Archives: February 2012

80′s Lullaby

I have kept my eyes shut for nearly five hours but I feel as though I haven’t had a single minute of sleep or reverie. I have tried taking a hot bath, and lit up some fragrant oils to simulate that soothing sleepy effect. That didn’t work. Camomile tea – took the precaution of having decaf. Nada. Could it be that having yoga before you sleep is a guaranteed wake-upper? Hmm. I just couldn’t stop thinking about the waves at Huntington beach. And the quaint food places along Little Saigon. Then I started thinking about my dream house. And skinny dipping. And that time I ate meat by accident back when I was a vegetarian. Random shit.

Anyway so I’m having trouble sleeping.

Yessir, it's quite the ungodly hour.

As a kid, a radio would lull me to sleep. You hear the cheesiest stuff on the radio back in the early 90s. They’d play 80′s ballads like there’s no tomorrow. But that my friends, would guarantee my trip to lala-land.

Who knows why I turned out with such an eclectic taste in music?

In any case, I wondered if the same remedy still worked on me. I started with The Jets and their song “You got it all” and then followed by Billy Ocean’s “Suddenly”. Gee, these are actually the songs I think about singing in karaoke. Subconscious much?

I’m sure some of you who were born in the 80s must have gone through something similar to this experience. Ah, radio memories. For indulgence’s sake, I thought I’d post some songs I put on tonight. Oh, and watch out for the saxophone guy! Such an 80s staple.

Bedroom Music

I’m struggling to write a post about how to make the perfect mix tape. There are too many elements that I want to include that it might take a while before I can come up with a definitive write up. So for the meantime, I’ll give it a rest and just mess up your ears with what I’m currently listening to.

In the process of coming up with this list I remembered something my boss used to tell me. Disc jockeys are never the masters of their playlist. They pander to their audience. There may be occasional digs but only because you love it as much as your audience. But for everything else…there’s no way you’re going to play to others the music you play in your bedroom.

I’ll let you in my room for now. Just click and listen.

Not my ACTUAL room but...once upon a room.

Warpaint – Set Your Arms [ Download ]

Oh Land – Wolf & I [ Download ]

Cults – Go Outside [ Download ]

Mumford and Sons – The Cave [ Download ]

James Blake – Limit to your love [ Download ]

Sunset of a song

I have been sitting on this for some time and have been thinking to myself quietly. I have to say that my solitude and relative freedom from distraction have given me the energy to devote myself to learning new things and taking care of my body. I fell ill my first few days in America and I suspected that these were withdrawal symptoms from all the things I thought my body was tough enough to handle. Now that I’m better I don’t look for it anymore.

I guess all forms of transformation go through some precipice.

Sunset while driving up to Los Angeles.

I’ve been fighting for peace of mind and acceptance. However, there are times when I stumble on thoughts that upon looking back with rationality, I ought to have dismissed. I promised myself that after this post I will never again speak on the subject again. After this post.

Months ago, I had been listening to a song as I always do when my heart is afloat. This song carried me through those days that I would look forward to see and hear from a certain someone. It captured how I felt about her at that time.

Right now I am marinating in the tragic implication of the song: how as time passed she relates to it with no connection to the time we shared whatsoever. It feels like…I am moved by a musician’s song not intended for me. That’s fine. That’s life.

And so I looked for other versions and I found one by The Kooks that still has that uppity beat I love about it. It’s imperative not to be a slave to something I like – the song for instance. It’s just a song, I tell myself. The one I found is different in many ways from the original, but it still carries the same poignant theme no matter how I listen to it.

The Kooks – Young Folks [ Download ]

Time to put this song to sleep and find another one.

Smash!

Totally random start: my NFL team NY Giants won the 46th Super Bowl. Eli Manning is truly the man. Hurrah!

Eli_Manning_happy

Manning, the happy quarterback (c/o Reuters)

And there is a great show produced by Steven Spielberg that’s been tugging at my heartstrings. It is a TV drama-slash-musical featuring actresses I admire namely, Debra Messing and Anjelica Huston. But above all, at the heart of this new show are the two wonderful talents, Megan Hilty and Katharine McPhee. This is very much unlike Glee – no offense to Gleeks out there – which tends to be very adolescent. Now, THIS. This is more my age bracket. And this is so reminiscent of my good ol’ days as a Broadway kid.

If my childhood constituted as something like in this image...picture me now.

So to put it simply, I love musicals and this one certainly got my attention. Watch the trailer!

Okay, so what happened to Taylor Hicks? You know, the guy who won the title of American Idol over Katharine McPhee?

Hmm. I guess runner-ups may one day end up…in a Spielberg production.

Wish my life narrative was a Broadway show. Hah. NOT.