If an award and recognition will be handed out for the un-sexiest blog on the planet, it is very likely that this blog would be up on the podium. My writings are so genial and pleasant I and a lot of people find it so un-sexy!
Though I was not aiming to be sensual and amatory in the first place when I started this blog, other bloggers seem inherently and effortlessly sexy even though they simply post a photo of a flower or would talk about food or would ironically discuss about transcendental, pious and divine principles of living.
I wanna be sexy for once so let me just sprinkle this blog with a dash of sexiness. Here are two songs I find to be the sexiest songs ever sang and written.
I recently received a wedding invitation from a good friend. While he proudly tells that I am the first one to have received a copy of the actual invitation, we discussed details of what is to happen and where he and his wife-to-be are in their stage of planning and organizing their big event. I particularly was engrossed with his answer when I asked him what songs to be played or songs to be sang during his wedding.
a super cool wedding invite from jb & irene!
It then dawned in me though seem farfetched and unreal circumstance in trying to answer the same question. What would be the songs to be played in my own wedding if in case? To be specific, what specific song would be played during the wedding while I walk down the aisle?
My brain seems to have a ready answer to this silly question. No need for research, no need for review and no need for discussions. My brain’s ready answer to this is Something Good (the Jonathan Groff version). Listen!
got my would-be simple wedding cake too! mwahaha!
One problem though that I need to resolve. I need to find the one whom I should get married to! Haha! And while I await the melodramatic arrival of “the one”, let me continue my doing “something good” on the days and years to come.
What are some of the songs you were exposed to during childhood? Like Zoey Clarke of the musical tv series, I got quite a lot. Try recalling your childhood playlist. It is believed that the songs and music you heard during your early years, in some bizarre way, shapes your personality today. But do you have a song that you regret not singing during your carefree childhood? I got one.
I can lucidly remember during my elementary days every time our teacher is suffering from a terrible migraine, a cruel dysmenorrhea or bouts of laziness to teach, she would robotically call for a “program”. A “program” is a short spontaneous talent presentation inside the classroom in which the teacher would assign the class President to act as the emcee and call out the class Sergeant at Arms to list the names of students on the blackboard who has gone talkatively noisy during the program. These raucous students whose names are listed on the board will later be castigated by the teacher when she’s feeling better.
This brief talent presentation would always comprise of singing, storytelling or rendition of a poem. I don’t know why the patriotic yet very boring song “Ako Ay Pilipino” (translation: I Am Filipino) is always performed by someone. Other Filipino 70’s classics were also commonly sung during a program, the likes of Mamang Sorbetero,Mr. DJ, ABaKaDa and Bato Sa Buhangin. Another habitual and regular number presented is the rendition of the classic poem Trees by Joyce Kilmer.
my love for hugging trees may be attributed to my constant early development hearing of the joyce kilmer poem
Each time I am called to perform, I am prepared to either sing a song or tell a story. I no longer remember the number of times I would tell the tale about the Alamat ng Mangga (translation: The Legend of the Mango Fruit) or the Alamat Ng Pinya (translation: The Legend of the Pineapple).
I seldomly sang. But when I am coerced to croon, the usual song that I would sing is not a Filipino-melody but from Annie’s “Tomorrow”. Yup, bet your bottom dollar, I can hit those high notes when I was a kid! I love the message of hope that Tomorrow conveys, but I have one regret though. Back then, I should have studied and memorized Queen’s Don’t Stop Me Now. And added it to my very limited repertoire. Haha!
This song could have been so appropriate because it’s singing and storytelling at the same time! Aside from its fun and exuberance, it also conveys self-worth and self-regard. For sure, singing Don’t Stop Me Now would give further head ache to my teacher and my singing could have been such a show stopper! And since the tune is super bouncy, I am pretty sure at the end of my singing, every body’s name is listed on the blackboard.
One of my bases to consider if an internationally released song is a big hit in my country is when an able singer here in the Philippines get to do a cover of the song. But since everybody here in my country is an able singer, let me reclassify that basis. That is, if a song has been covered by a first-rate mainstream professional singer in my country, then such a song is a big hit.
And because of this, let me formally declare the sad and moving love song entitled Driver’s License originally sang by Olivia Rodrigo a big hit here in the Philippines.
Here’s the fabulous “bare” and moving version by the gorgeous Morisette Amon:
Morisette is so damn good! The vocals are so raw and emotional, she seems like living and feeling the song! She can tell such a sad love story through this rendition. Super impressive!
And that’s how I sing in the morning by the way! Haha!
Leron Leron Sinta is an old Filipino folk song I learned to sing when I was in elementary school. This fun cheery old tune is a basic song every Filipino child learned during the time when gentle cows and mild water buffalos has started to diminish its presence in the streets of the city.
I actually wonder what songs does young tots has to learn in preschool nowadays. I won’t be surprised if teachers nowadays would coach their students Beyonce’s “All The Single Ladies” and Nirvana’s “Smells Like Teen Spirit”. Haha! Good thing I am not a preschool teacher because I would definitely teach my young innocent pupils the classic Sophie B. Hawkins song entitled “Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover!”
Regressing a little and in reference to Leron Leron Sinta, here’s one new cool version I discovered and have been listening to in the past seven mornings. The Hawaiian version!
It’s not Friday yet but I am already singing this song!
This maybe the only blogpost on the internet where this sweet old song is posted on a different day. I hope you have an awesome day today because I know for sure that you will have a lovely and brilliant Friday tomorrow.
When a friend relayed that he read my recent blog post about my Osaka flight cancellation, he knew that one of my agendas in going there was to celebrate and attend again the big Halloween street party in Osaka. He then asked who would I be this time if my Osaka Halloween attendance pushed though. I simply responded King George.
I have been the Riddler and an Indian Warrior in the past Osaka Halloweens, but I was really looking forward to being the mighty and loony King George this year. But when my friend further asked why King George, I told him that we Filipinos seem to secretly yearns for a king and has the weird fascination towards noble families. Though our country is not under a monarchy, we are so in love with kings and queens!
crowned prince of the twisted! hahaha!
Here in the Philippines, every primary or grade school seem to have coronated their little prince and princess. Even rich and affluent people featured in society columns in the past were tagged “royals and royalettes”. And when people are elected to a public office, they have to go around with a whole battalion of body guards to signify how important they are, waving their hands to their constituents as if they are kings and queens of their barrio or little municipalities.
Classic examples are the effective portrayal of the late dictator Marcos and Imelda who depicted themselves as the modern king and queen of the Philippines. This outrageous couple thought that it was their obligation to the people to live a fabulous imperial-like lives for the poor. Hahaha!
Also, we are so fascinated with grand majestic coronations, that we look forward to the annual coronation of the queen of the universe (Miss Universe pageant) and we go extra crazy if the crowned winner is from the Philippines!
Now that I will not go back to Osaka, my friend still further asked what then should I do during Halloween? I told him that as a message to myself, I will have to settle singing the song “You’ll Be Back” by King George in the Broadway musical Hamilton. Hahaha!
I hate YouTube today. Can you just imagine this YouTube thing had the overzealous audacity to suggest a music video on my iPad that would stress, accentuate and lay emphasis on my being solo?!
How could you YouTube? How could you?! I am so offended because the song’s lyrics is so true in every sense of the word! Hahaha!
Good thing the beat and its remake rendition is so awesome, it indeed made me dance! I’m a goofball and I love Ben Rector by the way.
Though I was not aiming to be sensual and amatory in the first place when I started this blog, other bloggers seem inherently and effortlessly sexy even though they simply post a photo of a flower or would talk about food or would ironically discuss about transcendental, pious and divine principles of living.
Nengkoy 