sweet bird of paradox
You are here
I’m stepping out
Scared, cold turkey
I’m moving on
Bless you New York City
You are here
I’m stepping out
Scared, cold turkey
I’m moving on
Bless you New York City
This will probably be a personal yearly tradition for me. I did the first one last year with details in my blog post Happy Birthday John! dated October 9. Singing his songs naked brings out a raw experience and understanding of his musical genius.
A visual artist from my hometown invited me to perform in a secluded resort called La Jardin located in Baliuag where a good number of painters,…
To: Clementine & The Camerawalls, By the lakes that thus outspread Their lone waters, lone and dead For the heart whose woes are legion ‘Tis a…
I pray to the Sea for acceptance
I am Man
and the man-made things
I do
is but a reflection
of who I am
and what
I desire.
In my feeble search for a certain document, I found this crumpled piece inside a box made of abaca. I think it is post worthy and says a lot about the origin of my record label’s name. I typed in the words in case my handwriting is difficult to read.