Another "Bone-Y" Night

Me and some of my buds were treated to another funky set of "Bone", out in Kolumn Bar, in Timog, Quezon City last Friday night. "Funk Rocki'n" the stage with their all original repertoire, Bone is fast becoming an act with a great potential to be a milestone in the ever changing world of the local music industry. Being with old friends and having Bone blasting away with their kind of music is an experience that is truly worth sharing. I would really like to see more of them in the thriving bar scene, and maybe someday even an album... Good luck to all of you and thanks for a late night well spent. PEACE!!!


Special thanks to
"The Bass Man / Look at my Muscles" (Pareng Jerc) >>>>>>>
for the invite.
Rakenrol!!!




Kolumn Bar is one of the those rare venues that gives independent bands a chance to express their raw talents and original music, let us do our share and support the new breed of talented "up and coming" individuals while enjoying original Filipino music over a round of brewsky, whatever is your poison I hope to slam into you one of these days.

Kolumn Bar, Scout Torillo st., Timog, Quezon City.(Near Off the Grill).

"Rock On"

The Journal of a Xzykho

At Sea


A long time ago (well, not that long) when I was still in the merchant marine, my mother wrote me a letter telling me that "Experience is the best teacher, and traveling was a great experience". These words somehow gave me a new outlook at the chance I was given traveling the world on board ships. At first it was all work for me, and it did not make any sense whatsoever that I had to leave everything that is familiar and comfortable just to earn a living. But witnessing the sun rise and set on a calm open sea where the sky meets the deep blue makes you realize the magic of being alive, whenever dolphins swim playfully alongside our ships I know that I will never be alone no matter where I am, and when the ocean shows its ugly head every so-often with her troubling storm tantrums I am reminded of how short and precious our stay in this world really is.

During those long months I spent away from home I started to write a journal of my thoughts and experiences, an idea given to me by my sister one day when I was on leave. Inside were manifested drafts of ideas, hopes, dreams and fears of a younger self that I sometimes fail to recognize now whenever I see my own image. After my last tour I put my journal away and totally forgot about it until a few days ago, I was scouring my treasured junk collection for some old cables for my image scanner when I chanced upon my keeper of thoughts. I could not remember when I had it last and what I have written inside is pretty vague by now. So I started reading the first pages and like a flash flood during a heavy downpour the memories came crashing in.

It was overwhelming to relive a decade of my life in one sitting, there are times when I can't help but smile remembering the feelings that I felt at a particular point in time, and then there were those disturbing passages that's so confusing that I feel so lucky to be here writing this all down for all those who care enough to share it with me.

Surreal

Hello stranger, how's the weather?
I hope you have your coat in case it gets cold.
By the way how's your mother?
I have to say you're a splitting image of her.

Really!? She said that? Ha ha, You're funny,
You remind me of myself at your age.
Wow, how you've grown
How could that be? Yesterday you were just a baby.

So how's your little brother? Is he!? He he...
Well boys will be boys, you have to understand,
You are after all his only big sister,
Always take care of each other.

And try not to be bothersome to your parents,
I'm sure they're trying their best,
Do your chores, and be a good girl.
Don't forget to do your homework.

So, are you ready to spend the day with me?
What do you like to do? No, I've never been there.
This is going to be a great day don't you think?
Wait here while I get the car...

What's that ringing? Is that your phone?
Oh its only the alarm, What time is it!? It's morning...
I was only dreaming, I'm sorry my angel...
I thought we were finally together.

Everything seemed so real,
It was all just wishful thinking.
The truth is, you don't know I exist.
And I only get to see you... in digitized images.