nunal at tenga

nanghihina
nanginginig
ano bang nagawa?

isa pang dagok
sige kaya pa
marami pang luha
kaya pang umiyak

sige wala naman
akong magagawa
kung masaya ka
pag nasasaktan ako
sige ayos lang
isa pang dagok
sige kaya pa
marami pang luha
kaya pang umiyak
nagtatanong
nalilito
binigay lahat
ang lahat lahat
ngunit bakit ganito

nagtiwala
nagmahal
bakit kailangan
masaktan
ikaw naman
tinuring na kapatid
inalagaan
hindi iniwan
di ko akalain
masasaktan mo rin ako
bakit kailangan
masaktan ako
nang paulit ulit
sana di na lang
nakilala
pero gayon pa man
nagpapasalamat ako
sa binigay niyong sakit
hayaan nyo sa susunod
ako'y mag-iingat
di na magpapaloko
di na magtitiwala
sa mga taong tulad niyo
pero kung darating uli
na masasaktan ako
yakang yaka na
kasi tinuruan nyo ko
maging matatag
isa pang dagok
sige kaya pa
marami pang luha
kaya pang umiyak

chung
042506

My beloved Jedi

In this universe, we are dust
Moved by some magnetic thrust
We are meteors that eventually crashed
Into each other, dizzy lights with us.

You are timid but valiant and all
With good intentions and principles
I am an alien in this dwelling
Tasks from my kingdom is what I’m doing

Though, we’re of different worlds
You’re always there to protect me
With a draw of your glowing sword
Run they go, away they flee!

Never alone, with you by my side
I eat, I sing, I laugh with you
No one wants to end this joyful ride
Oh, I think I have fallen for you

The stars of love whirling around
Suddenly there’s a musical sound
We were ready to kiss in joy
But c3po came and said, ‘ahoy!’

This whimsy talking metal
Said my King has called for me
I am to go back to my kingdom
No more delays, no more please

Alas! dreamy eyes and holding hands,
Laughter and fun, soon will be gone
Tears forming, hopes beneath the sand
Wishing for a ray of light from the sun

No matter how much love I felt
Towards you my beloved jedi
No matter how much tears I shed
I am going back to my king and rabbi

As Juliet have said to romeo
Parting is such a sweet sorrow
Someday this love that we lost
Will be found again tomorrow

chung
042006

trigger happy

saguijo managment is right. igan d' bayan has thrown brutal, choleric words (which i wonder why) against saguijo. actually everything about that night -- from the security guy in barong to the punk kids and most esp to the other bands that played aside from dharma.

yes, i am noone and maybe im in no place to comment on this. but to you igan d' bayan, please don't think that your music preference is always the way to go, that everybody should be apostles of your taste, that it is cool to spit dirty adjectives against other musikeros.

ironic. you write about music, yet you do not know the most important thing about it. it's respect.

cha

---------------------------------------------------------

FROM SAGUIJO.COM

They say that there is no such thing as bad publicity. SaGuijo is aMusic venue that is open to the public. As such, we are susceptible topublic scrutiny and commentary. For nearly two years, a staggeringmajority of reviewers have had nothing but kind words to say about ourlittle community. Whether they be fans who channel their thoughts intoan internet blog or well-respected journalists doing what they dobest, we have always gotten a kick out of reading their respectiveopinions. When someone has a suggestion about a legitimate shortcomingon OUR part, we always strive to find a reasonable remedy. This iswhat is called "constructive criticism." On multiple occasions, wehave actually taken these comments and modified the venue. And whynot? You people, who support us on a nightly basis, deserve this. Aswe have constantly reiterated, this venue is as much YOURS as it isOURS. That being said, we will quite literally go the extra mile if itmeans helping the Pinoy Music scene.Sadly, the feedback isn't always so constructive. On the rareoccasions when someone "attacks" saGuijo without any justification, wetry our best to simply turn the other cheek. As much as it pains us todo so, we even keep the printed ones on file. Why? We don't know…otherthan it seems cowardly to throw away the "hate mail." Baselesscriticism is, after all, the breakfast of champions. HOWEVER, someattacks are just so uncalled for that our credo of "live and let live"simply will not suffice. In the March 31, 2006 edition of ThePhilippine Star, you, Igan D'Bayan, decided to use your"Audiosyncrasy" column for a malicious personal rant. Whereas the bulkof the piece was a glowing assessment of the band Up Dharma Down(something they have ALWAYS been worthy of), we took exception to yourcomments regarding our patrons, our bands and our staff. In yourdefense, we know that journalists have the God-given right to scribblewhatever might strike their fancy. Freedom of the Press is somethingthat was once denied our people. Who are we to impose limitations onwhat someone has to say about us? The problem with your line ofreasoning (and it IS a PROBLEM) is that it hits below the belt. Werealize you were just trying to do your job. But this doesn't give youunrestricted license to belittle people who were trying to do THEIRS.You are entitled to your opinions but WE have the right to defendourselves:"At cramped Saguijo, Armi's voice jets, pirouettes and thrashes about."Much as we think our patrons and performers deserve more breathingspace, we do not have a bottomless pit of cash to dip into. Sellingout to some corporate entity was never an option. It would be abetrayal of the ideals with which we began this undertaking. We are ahole in the wall…that just happens to feature the BEST Filipino bandsplaying the BEST Filipino Music. Nothing more. Nothing less."Before The band played, my girlfriend and I had to endure a crappyMurakami-namedropping and I Melt With You-stealing band with aturntablist (as passé as Incubus), as well as an equally crappy bandfeaturing a singer with an anorexic voice box and a guitarist whosedelay stomp box is switched to 11. (He thought he could wow the crowdwith clichéd major scale solos.) The people quadrupled when it was Updharma Down's turn. Ah, music as magnet."Isn't it lazy to bash THREE bands just to make ONE look good? Wouldn'tyou concede that your assessment of the "crappy" bands is a matter ofpersonal taste? There are two major problems with how you built yourargument. Number one, you insulted these groups IN PRINT. Number two,you didn't respect them enough to at least NAME them. Granted, thismay have led to further humiliation. But at least give your readersthe opportunity to come to their own conclusions! As it stands, youdenied everyone that option. If you think Totti is such a visionary,then how can you account for your negative comments regarding HIShand-picked bands? While the gig in question wasn't a Terno event, thelineup was primarily comprised of Terno loyalists. Mouthing off toyour friends is one thing. Publishing your opinion in a NATIONALNEWSPAPER is an ENTIRELY different matter. If you want to passjudgment, then at least have the decency to PROVE your dismissivegeneralizations."A digression: We had to stand on chairs since we couldn't see athing, what with the mass of bodies in front of the stage. That irkeda fascistic security guy in a barong who berated the `culprits.'Friedrich Nietzsche called this sort of behavior "Will to Power." Givea guy some semblance of authority and he acts like the master of theuniverse. Imagine being asked to behave like sheep in a rock n' rollclub."That self-righteous, smug air of "I'm better than you so you shouldknow your place" bullshit is PRECISELY why Metro Manila's workingclasses HATE those of us with a little bit of money in our pockets.Maybe you were too drunk at the time but what the "fascistic securityguy in a barong" was TRYING to do was protect the people around you.What if you fell off that chair and broke your silly neck? What aboutthe kids who knew well enough NOT to stand on those chairs? Will YOUtake responsibility for THEIR injuries? Or would you be sitting infront of your computer, complaining about saGuijo's "crappy" chairs?If you found the guard to be rude, then you should have taken it upwith a manager. That's what they're there for. Instead, you let yourpride get the best of you. If you didn't want to get the guy fired ordrive down saGuijo's attendance (and thus implicitly direct the kidsto a Rock club that YOU favor), then WHY would you single the man out?You printed YOUR side of the story. But what about "the fascisticsecurity guy?" Does HE have a newspaper in which he can publish hisaccount? Does HE get to defend himself? He told you to get down…andwhat did you do? YOU FLASHED YOUR PRESS CREDENTIALS IN HIS FACE ANDASKED HIM WHETHER HE KNEW WHO YOU WERE. Wouldn't you acquiesce thatyou are being just a LITTLE hypocritical? How can you accuse others ofabusing their powers while you, in turn, are guilty of the same crime?"Although Saguijo is more like a rocked-up apartment frequented byreal rockers and kids who think The Libertines is a punk band."Attacking US is one thing. But don't you ever…EVER…mock the kids whofrequent Rock clubs. Where do you get off biting the hand that feedsyou? Who do you think are reading your articles? You should APPLAUDthese kids for finding a life outside of cell phones and shoppingmalls. If you find THEIR taste in Music to be inferior to your own,then perhaps you should try and "guide" them instead of writing themoff (literally AND figuratively). Isn't that what a Music journalistis SUPPOSED to do?Oh, and by the way, Up Dharma Down have been playing at saGuijo sinceour very first months of operation…NEARLY TWO YEARS AGO. If you didyour research, you'd know that Totti's "Terno Au Go Go" night was heldregularly at this venue. When the crowd they drew got to be too big,we mutually decided that they deserved a larger performance spaceelsewhere. And as for the kids who think "The Libertines is a punkband," well, they knew about these two entities LONG before yourfeature article. Give them a little bit more credit. They aren't justPART of the "scene." They ARE the scene.This whole thing could have been avoided. What you seem to haveforgotten is that being a published writer gives you a publicplatform. But your journalistic power comes at a cost. You areexpected to exercise a certain amount of RESPONSIBILITY. At the veryleast, please try to acknowledge that YOUR opinion is not the ONLYopinion. The things you write down can hurt people. One of them MAYchoose to retaliate. Let us assure you, it WON'T be us. We're not outto threaten you. But we also feel a certain protectiveness over thiswhole "band" scene. We're in it for the Music and we'd like to thinkthat your motivations are very similar. If we, within thealready-marginalized scene, cannot work together, then how do we standa chance? We have never tried to make an adversary out of you. Whywould YOU make an enemy of US?
-saGuijo Management-

embracing the dharma

halina’t tayo’y sumilip
sa isang bandang malupit
tugtugan ay hindi pilit
datung ay laging sulit

laging hiling sana maulit
saan man sumapit kahit saglit
kahit ano mang oras
alaala nila ay madikit

mga himig ay umuukit
mga diwang may sipit
tagos ng salita at tono
tila may kurot sa puso

nagsusumigaw, namimilit
mensahe mo sana’y makamit
kahit pa sobrang init
kahit pa abot singit!

ang binibining bokalista
pag nagsimula nang bumirit
talo ang huni ng pipit
tiyak di ‘to kaya ni matet

mga kanta nya’y may galit
humuhugot sa sariling sakit
sa likod ng bawat kanta
mga karanasan na mapait

ang singkit na bahista naman
dumdumdundumdun ang sabi niya
baho ay siyang kinakalabit
habang sa yosi humihit-hit

sa mga tagahanga, mabait
sa mga kaibigan, makulit
mga himig tila nasa langit
sana ako’y makata rin, shit

saliw sa awit, sabay hagupit
tagatambol naman ang hihirit
pulso ng banda ang kanyang beat
tila mga palo ay may ngitngit

isa sa dahilan kaya masikip
sa mga dilag para siyang meat
kahit sulyap lang gustong kumupit
ang mga palda punit na ang slit

ang tahimik na gitarista
nakikipagtalik ba sa gitara?
tunog nya’y parang gumuguhit
panimula ay parang sumisirit

sa entablado, sya’y humahapit
mga manonood namimilipit
kilabot sa stilong pumupunit
mga effects ay nangangalit

kaya mareng armi, just sing it.
pareng pol, tuloy lang sa kalabit.
pareng ean, show ‘em your hagupit.
pareng los, ibigay ang strings na hapit!

patapos na ang aking tula
hiling ko’y naibigan niyo sana
magkikita pa tayo ulit
sa mga gig nilang malupit

shit.

cha
041406

kampana

sana nawa'y
sa aking paglalakbay
sa di madaling buhay
ikaw ang kasabay
anu man ang mangyari
di sana tayo magkahiwalay
pumuti man ang buhok
kutis man ay kumulubot
ang aking tanging hiling
isang araw ako'y magising
sa aking pagkahimbing
hawak mo ang aking kamay
makitang ikaw pa rin ang kapiling
sana nawa'y sa aking pagtanda
ikaw pa rin ang kasama
sa hirap at ginhawa

chung
091005

adik

adik ako
pake mo
di ko matarok
ano ba,mausok!
mahal ko siya
adik sa kanya
pero minsan masakit
pwede bang pumikit?
minsan maasim
minsan matamis
pero kaya pa
ganyan talaga
palawakin ang unawa
pahabain ang pasensya
anu ba tong
iniinarte ko?
wala naman
masakit lang ang tiyan
sana dika magsawa
o aking asawa
klangan akong gabayan
baka bumigay ng tuluyan
pero wag mag aalala
solid tayong dalawa
si gwapong bong
si gandang chung
poreber yan!
tinataga ko yan!
bakit kamo?

.. kc adik ako.

chung
10192005

sayang

sa pag idlip ng liwanag
tanaw ang bilog na buwan
karagatang walang pangpang
pagibig na walang hanggan

kasama kang nangarap
kasandal sa tuwa at luha
ngunit dagok ng selos
himig sa puso ay natapos

minsan kang minahal ng labis
minsan kong binigay ang buhay
minsan kang minahal ng labis
inalay sayo buong puso
sinayang mo...

nagsara na ang puso ko
sa mga paliwanag mo
ang tamis ay naging tangis
mapait na luha..
mapait na luha ang tumapos

ano nang nangyari
sa pangako mo sakin
na di mo ako sasaktan

sinayang mo...
ang pag-ibig ko

no shores

liberally and without reproach
i have no idea where it's coming from
what i did, i cannot remember
to deserve a gift in abstract form

you offer something
i am not familiar with
something so deep
that i find hard to fathom

to any mortal, i've never loved
like that before
yours seem to have
no sign of any shore

all i have poured
to my Lord and Creator
He is everything to me
i'm ready to vanish like vapor

i think you know, this is your third shot
still you're very sanguine, i can see that
munching on a bunch of chocnut*
on your back, you deserve a pat

you've disclosed your love in many ways
shown, texted, and inserted in jokes
you've even announced in TV ART**
that you're not losing any hope!

romeo, your love, i can see
is way beyond the ordinary
but your morning will be delayed
don't know what to do, i'm sorry

as i've said, my life was surrendered.
every breath and move i make,
i am to ask consent
and walk with Him by faith

to be neutral in everything
i have to be
obeying His will
is important to me

i don't want someone i chose
to follow my own will, i won't
i want the one He picked
while waiting, i'll be meek

when my knight comes
time will freeze
i'll call him GPC
(God's Perfect Choice, that is)

maybe you're the package
that i am waiting for
or perhaps you're expected
at another girl's door

why don't you "delight yourself
in the Lord, and He'll give you
the desires of your heart"...
this will help you through

chung
19july2003

untitiled

hindi ko alam
kung napapansin mo
hindi ko alam
kung halata na ba ako
bakit laging
tulala at nag-iisip
tinititigan lang
ang plates at thesis
bakit araw-araw iniisip
kung pano sasabihin sayo
bakit laging nagmamadali
at parang lumalayo
kasi bawat araw
na ikaw ay nakikita
tila kilos ko
unti-unting nahahalata
balita ko
bibitaw ka na
pwes di ako
papayag
tatakbo ako
para saluhin ka
kahit madaganan pa ako
at least nasalo kita
akala mo siguro
mahalaga ka lang sakin
na wala nang iba
lagpas pa sa mahalaga
akala mo lang wala
pero meron
meron
MERON!
meron akong
sasabihin sayo
di ko lang agad sinabi
alam mo naman ako
sa dami nang beses
na sinabi mo sakin to
ngayon sigurado na'ko
gayundin ako
nais kong malaman mo
ito'y buong puso ko
Chris, mahal kita
sabihin mo...
huli na ba?

chung
23AUG03

do i need a reason

is it the things you've given me?

...it's not

is it the things you've done for me?

...nope

is it the things you've sacrificed for me?

...not really

is it the tears you have shed for me?

...no

is it all the "love u's" you've said to me?

...not naman

is it the fact that you can give me tall children?

...di noh!! :P

is it the common interests that we share?

...di rin

then what?

it's you...

it's you that i love...

there are no other reasons... only you

it's you that i love and want to love

for the rest of my life.

it's with you, i want to tie the knot...

but...

do you know all these?

sadly,

you

do

not...

chung
21AUG03

stellar

the curtains of the night descend

gracefully over a crimson sky

and crisp twilight linger

over the place where day expired

the battened sky blankets the eve

as it enshrouds itself with stars

to the serenade of the winds whistle

flirting with the night that's ours

and you frolic across the span

of heaven plastered in tranquil sky

the star that sparkled in brilliance

as stellar as an angel's eye

and so i marveled from afar

the beacon of my blissful awe

that radiated down this fool

who's driven of what he saw

and i submit to wishful thinking

that i would be able to seize

even a finger of your beam's hand

or a brush of your ray's kiss

still..i will marvel from afar, and wait

in joyful hope, that you would see

this mortal who loves you, brilliant star

and you'd decide to..fall for me.

ginobjorn

062601

LAST DAY OF AUGUST

I. If I could keep the rain from falling...
If I could gather light from the heavens...I would
And make a tapestry of moments you most desire
Then I could make you love each day of your life

II. If I could wake each morning up... to my hello
If I could borrow the angel's halo, I'd crown it on your head
If I could propel you to the sky... and give you flight
Then I could make you love each day of your life

Pre-chorus:
If I could... I would

Chorus:
I would spread the whole horizon to give you space
For you to plaster constellations, and I would trace
The letters of your name across this interface
Of light and darkness that emboss your grace

III. If I could catch each tear that crawls down your face
If I could magnify your world, so you could taste
The euphoric state of life, and what it defines
Then I can make you love each day of your life

IV. And soon the rain would stop falling, and you won’t need me, no
And you’d wish you had me away, away
And maybe the letters to trace would soon die
I’d still wish I could make you love each day of your life


***BJORN*082901***
project for Caryatid

UNFORGOTTEN

Forget the day that you first met
Forget how dazed you were back then
And to her eyes, yours were set
Forget you looked at her again

Forget the way she made you glad
Though not trying much, she does
Forget the moments that you had
Forget you tried to make it last

Forget the way that her face beams
Forget the sparkle in her eyes
Forget the jokes you used to share
In lame attempt to see her smile

Forget the way she makes you weak
Forget the way she looked at you
Forget the things you used to seek
Forget the reasons why you do

Forget the nights you spent to cry
Forget how you pain to each teardrop
Forget how it eases to her each line
Forget the way she made it stop

Forget you wrote her poems and songs
Forget the music that she brings
Forget you cared to what was wrong
Forget you gave her everything

Forget why you loved her so
Forget why your nights turned day
I'll be fine in time, I know
So long as I forget the ways

Forget you ever wrote this poem
Forget you used it to exhaust
The stain that dwells inside your soul
Forget the things that now are lost

----Björn083101----

Psuedoeuphoric

The coldest night reign with your coldest words
As I exhaust my constrained thoughts to an empty space between us
The severed sky hide the clouds in my eye
And I conceal my breaking voice, amorphing phase, with a hollow smile

PreChorus:
Don't ask me why...
Coz I still don't know
Let my tears say it all

Chorus:
Don't leave me hanging from this pseudoeuphoric feeling
Augment the chances of making my life worthwhile
Don't play pretend, say what you oughta say
Please... because I was not built this way
Psuedoeuphoric

A cloudless night, still I begged for rain to fall
As it might contain a dust of your existence of losing faith
I wait in vain, I drive myself insane
And I regret ever falling and daydreaming to diminishing stage.
(Prechorus+Chorus2x)

Wipe me off your life, if you think I don't have a chance
Make my life worthwhile, if you would... give a shot
(Chorus)

.**BJÖRN**

Blistered Sun

You were the bearer of my better half
You were the light that I long to have
You were the whisper that I loved to hear
You were the angel...
And you shined down, shined down on...

You made the longing stronger to hold
You made me feel like I had it all
You made me love you more than I should
You were my breathe...
And I reached for you, reached for...

Chorus:
But you turned your back on me
As I crawl... crawl to your direction
And you chose to shine on another path
You beamed on him, beamed on him
...But faded to me

You were the pain that shattered me whole
You stained the day, and I lost control
You made the falter easy for me
I fall away...
And you are to blame...
(CHORUS2x)

Adlib+Outro:
My blistered sun...
Now that you're gone
I fall away
Let me die to where you failed to shine on... me
My blistered sun.

**BJÖRN**