blues

I want to feel organic, sabi ni Pinocchio kay Gepetto.

Epitaphs

Something for the soldiers under the mole's regime.
(feeling ain't isolated to the lower ranks)

And something for Prometheus' child.
(among others)

Something that I wish would be carved on mine.

image taken from http://pagesperso-orange.fr/zippo.vietnam/textes.htm

Spaced Out Blues

Feeling a little under the weather lately. The only thing that helped me get through this week was Halina and discovering that Danny Arao linked this lil' thingie right in to his blog.

I don't feel like citing.
Sue me.

I Like Her Because...

of her bluesy (sexy!) rendition of Oh Darling!

I also heart T.V. Carpio's breezy I Want To Hold Your Hand. It's something you'd want to listen to on a Sunday afternoon when you (,like most people,) have nothing to do. Made me sleepy. Not that I'm not sleepy most of the time.

Pity the movie was to literal. The Mr. Kite sequence was a visual feast, though (as it should be, lest you want Lennon to haunt you).

image taken from http://breakthruradio.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/across-the-universe-luther-fuchs.JPG