Pounding The Keyboard

And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes I'll see you on the dark side of the moon...                            Pink Floyd, “Brain Damage”      They’ve already made a movie about Freddie Mercury and Queen, so when is Hollywood really going to make a movie about the greatest rock band of all time, Pink Floyd? There were talks then that Johnny Depp had been raring to make a movie about Syd Barrett but it didn’t materialize; also, I had read once that a Pink Floyd movie was already in the works then with Leonardo DiCaprio being tapped to play as David Gilmour and Aston Kutcher as Roger Waters, but it also went pfft, turning out to be just a product of some fans’ fertile imagination. Some were saying that the band members themselves were against making a movie about them. Syd’s life, no doubt, was as colorful as...

           When I was in third year high school,   a newcomer in our school became our classmate and befriended our group ( I remembered this because I happened to have a fellow UV express passenger yesterday who resembled this newcomer—stocky, full mustache and an aura of arrogance.      In no time, we realized that mustached newcomer was a bully and the one that caught his unsavory attention was this classmate of us who came from the Visayas and had an accent which was funny to Mustached Guy. He enjoyed insulting and making fun of Visayan Guy (who according to Mustached Guy looked like a stevedore) until the Visayan Guy had enough and challenged him to a fistfight—which the Mustached Guy, smelling a mismatch, gleefully accepted. Why not, he was five foot six and stout and his challenger,though stocky, too,  stood only at five feet two inches.      So we went to a vacant lot n...

He always watches her with delight Whenever she casually walks in front of him Now, where to compare that enchanting feeling To watching the stars at night? To watching raindrops fall onto the pavement? To looking down at a flower in a garden? To looking up at clouds gradually shape? To watching a bird sit at your window sill? To seeing a baby smile? Such simple, everyday things that become truly entrancing When you watch with your heart And not with your eyes

One thing that would always amuse him about Ellen was her propensity to ask weird questions. “What if the girl you really love kill somebody, will you still love her?” she asked him once. “Yeah, and I will help her hide the body.” “You’re just kidding, right.” “I was only trying to emphasize that I would always try to understand her.” “What if she turns out to be a single mom?” “I have a single mom for an ex-girlfriend.” “What if you find out that she had lived in with a man.” “It’s in the past, maybe she really loved the man before.” “What if she has a secret sex video?” “Everyone will make a few bad decisions in their life.” “What if she was a former drug dealer? Or a stripper? Or serial killer?” “Ellen, nothing in her past would make me dislike her.” “What if she really has lots of skeletons in the closet?” “I would help her dismantle them.” “You’re a martyr.” “The keywords here are you really love . Real love always understands. And I'm f...

      It almost came out in the news simultaneously. Hong Kong Superstar Chow Yun-fat, 63, announcing that he’s already thinking of retiring and that he’s planning to give his fortune (around $700M) to charity and Juan Ponce Enrile, 94, declaring that he wants to win as a senator again. See the irony?      Now who is Chow Yun-fat? He’s an action star and a superstar in Hong Kong, and most of his films (especially with John Woo) are awesome, google best of Hong Kong cinema and you’ll likely find some of his films there (A Better Tomorrow, Hard Boiled, The Killer; these three films are all must-watch.) And he’s known to be vey humble, kind and down-to-earth (he commutes, eats street food, eats in food stalls instead of fancy restaurants and loves to shop at discount stores and wears cheap clothes) and spends just around $140 monthly (around Php7K).      And listen to his reason on why he commutes and doesn’t ...