I was nine when my dad bought me a bicycle for my birthday. That time the bicycles with training wheels were a lot more expensive than those ones without, so I had to learn how to ride a bicycle without them. I acquired a couple of bruises and cuts while I was trying to learn. But everything was worth it because in just one week I learned how to ride my very own bicycle. I was so happy to have learned how to ride a bicycle. I could still feel how the wind was brushing on face as I screamed for joy because I could steadily ride my bicycle. For the next few days I rode my bicycle around the subdivision, proud and happy.
I met someone who made me as happy as my first steady bicycle ride. Before I met this person I never imagined that such a person exists -- someone who is as passionate and hopelessly romantic as I am.
I can say that I am truly happy now. The hardships and failed relationships I had made me a better person and molded me for this moment -- the time I give myself to someone who deserves me and I deserve.
Tomorrow, I can say that I will not stop falling and falling for this person all over again.
You are mine; I am yours. Together we will have an adventure for a lifetime. Lock your hands (that was built to fit mine) to my hand and let us run towards the horizon with our faces glowing because of the joy and bliss we are feeling...
Monday, December 27, 2010
Monday, December 06, 2010
Grey's Anatomy Season 7 Episode 10
The goal of any surgery is total recovery -- to come out better than you were before; some patients heal quickly and feel immediate relief; for others the healing happens gradually and it's not until months or years later that you realize you don't hurt anymore. So the challenge to any surgery is to be patient. But if you can make it through the first weeks and months, if you believe that healing is possible, then you can get your life back. But that's a big "if".
Monday, September 20, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
"The Love-Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" By T.S. Eliot
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question. . .
Oh, do not ask, "What is it?"
Let us go and make our visit.
In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.
The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions
And for a hundred visions and revisions
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.
And indeed there will be time
To wonder, "Do I dare?" and, "Do I dare?"
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair—
[They will say: "How his hair is growing thin!"]
My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin—
[They will say: "But how his arms and legs are thin!"]
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
For I have known them all already, known them all;
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
And how should I presume?
And I have known the arms already, known them all—
Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
[But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!]
Is it perfume from a dress
That makes me so digress?
Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.
And should I then presume?
And how should I begin?
. . . . .
Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? . . .
I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
. . . . .
And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep . . . tired . . . or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet–and here's no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.
And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: "I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all"
If one, settling a pillow by her head,
Should say, "That is not what I meant at all.
That is not it, at all."
And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor—
And this, and so much more?—
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
"That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all."
. . . . .
No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
Almost, at times, the Fool.
I grow old . . . I grow old . . .
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
Monday, August 16, 2010
SORROW
If you would try to hear
The voice of
What you are reading now,
You would not bare listen to it.
It's like how
The blackness of the dark feels
When the sun is about to rise --
Every second
It tries to fight
The eminent threat
But it could not.
It just gets comfort from
The crow after crow
Of roosters that wake
The sleeping town.
Though, it knows that before
The last minute
It can hide behind
Someone's back
As a shadow.
The voice of
What you are reading now,
You would not bare listen to it.
It's like how
The blackness of the dark feels
When the sun is about to rise --
Every second
It tries to fight
The eminent threat
But it could not.
It just gets comfort from
The crow after crow
Of roosters that wake
The sleeping town.
Though, it knows that before
The last minute
It can hide behind
Someone's back
As a shadow.
Sunday, August 08, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Under the Bed
[1] When I was younger I used to hide under the bed in the master’s bedroom and made it as a refuge from the shouts of my mom for lunch. I disliked vegetables, which my mom cooks ever so often. Under the bed was my perfect world. A world of strawberry cream rivers and fruit jelly rain; chocolate tree tops and candy flowers. It was the best place a kid could ever want. Unlike other beds mine had no monsters that chew on blankets and eat unsuspecting kids underneath it.
[2] I felt different growing up; it was not an easy childhood. The kids in the neighborhood would tease me and call me names, sometimes my younger brother would defend me from their name-calling but I was never relived of the anxiety that it brought me. At that time I did not know why my playmates made fun of me – their reason behind every taunt and laughter. I would usually ignore them. Until one kid started cursing me: “Bakla! Bakla! Ang mga katulad mo ‘di bagay mabuhay sa mundo!” He felt my fist on his face after he said that.
[3] I feared the word (bakla) every time I would hear it. My mom was one of those who instilled that fear in me. I was in my second grade when my mom accompanied me to school because it was our school’s foundation day. The students of every level were required to dance on the school grounds, under the heat of the scorching sun, for the field demo. “Oh! Joanna, Hope!” (A song I barely remember. The only words I can hear echoing in my memory is, “Hope, Joanna, hope, Joanna,” repeatedly sung by a guy who seem to chant the lines, not sing them, “Caribbeanishly”) was the title of the song we were to groove on to. I felt really uncomfortable with our costume. We seemed to have crossed over from the Caribbean to the concrete grounds of our school. The boys and girls wore white cotton pants and skirt, respectively, and the same top: red-blue-yellow ruffled sleeves and the white cotton, where the colorful sleeves were connected, was to be tied (think summer 80s). The only difference was the girls had undershirts and we had none. Before the synchronized shaking of the colorful ruffled sleeves, my mom saw me hiding my nipples by pulling the knot on the shirt tighter. Her eyes widened and discreetly said, “Ano ba… Ayusin mo nga ‘yang galaw mo. Para ka niyang bakla e. Ano ba ang kailangan mo itago.” Truth was, as a chubby child I was never comfortable showing off my big boy-boobs and belly to the public. I came to fear the fact that I was gay and I tried to stop myself from being one. The bed became my refuge from my mom’s constant nagging. I stayed there for years.
[4] Every school year I would have different girl crushes and I would let one of my classmates know so he or she would tell my other classmates and start a teasing frenzy between me and that girl. When I was in my first year in high school I had a “crush” on a new student. She never liked me. I told one of my close friends that I had a crush on her and eventually she learned about it. She got awkward with the idea. She did not talk to me for months and that triggered my “romantic” tendencies: I gave her a certificate of apology I made myself; and letters – I wrote sorry letters to her even though I knew that I should not be apologizing. It lasted for a year. She eventually got fed up and confronted me – "dumped" me in other words. Then came second year and she got together with one of the mediocre boys in school and because of that I got really disappointed so I gave her a card to express my wasted feelings for her. I had a few attempts after that, I even tried to court a close friend of mine but some other guy won over me. I tried to be “normal” but I failed. Under my bed was where my guy crushes were.
[5] I knew that I was gay and that I would want to be with a guy but I was in denial because of the possible disappointment of the people around me (especially my mom). But it was not easy hiding under the bed. I discovered the chat room when I was in college. It was my secret world besides under the bed. I was 17 when I first dated a guy I met from the chat room. He was 25 and was working in a telecommunications company. I acted as if I was straight and he was quite effeminate. I did not like him but I did not know how to dump people all I could do is ignore them or hide from them. We went out 3 times and went to different restaurants every time. He paid the bills through his credit card. I would call him at night; I wanted to hear stories from a man who I know had had lots of exposure with the gay culture. He ended up falling for me. I ignored him after realizing that he wanted to have a relationship with me. I was not ready. I got scared and hid under my bed and hugged my teddy.
[6] I dated a few guys after that and finally I came out to one of my close friends when I was in the College of Music. I was now ready to face reality – that I am gay and I did not have any power to change that. It was in our bowling class and I told her that I was dating a guy. She was not shocked but instead she smiled and hugged me. For the first time in my life I felt “accepted”. I felt confident enough to come out to some of my other close friends. I ignored the fact that some of them might find it offensive (considering two of my closest friends are homophobic).
[7] Slowly, I was creeping out of the comforts of the space under the bed. Coincidences do not happen. I believe that your actions lead to certain events. While I was inside my room reviewing my lessons, my mom came in and out of the blue she asked me, “Are you gay?” I answered with a resounding no. She knew that I was lying (I was never a good liar and my mom always knows it when I lie), so she asked again. I finally said, "yes". She was devastated. She ran to the master’s bedroom crying. I followed her and she closed the bedroom door. My mom sat in the bed wiping her tears; I sat on the bed, my back facing her, and asked her why she was crying. She told me that she was disappointed and scared of that i might grow old with no one by my side to take care of me. I did not try to defend my side I just sat there crying. More discouraging words came out of her but I forgot most of them or it was my selective memory working. I was hurt that night. I found comfort under the bed once more.
[8] Soon after, my dad who works overseas for ten months and goes back here for two to four months knew about ”me”; he did not try to hit me or violently shove my head into a drum filled with water. Instead, he was silent about it but once on a while he’ll throw sarcastic remarks whenever he would see some gay character on television. “Ano ba ‘yan, puro ka-baklaan! Ilipat mo nga ang tv…” he once remarked when we were both watching a gag show, even though I was unlike the stereotype gay-parlorista you see on television. I chose to stay as masculine as I can be. In my friends’ and family’s eyes I never changed but their views about my gender did. I was now subjugated to too much skepticism like every gay man in the Philippines are. Much of it I blame on the macho culture embedded in the system of every Filipino. My dad had it. He never confronted me about "me" being gay. My family tried to shrug it off. I crept out from under the bed. It was time to face the real world.
[9] Out of the comforts under the bed: I was dumped for another; depressed; moved on; infatuated; stumbled and fell face first to the ground; stood up; And I loved again –- he made me feel more passionate with my art. I can firmly set foot on the ground because he would always be there to hold my hand. Together we watched stars fall and made magic with cardboard boxes. Now, I could say that I would never grow old alone.
[3] I feared the word (bakla) every time I would hear it. My mom was one of those who instilled that fear in me. I was in my second grade when my mom accompanied me to school because it was our school’s foundation day. The students of every level were required to dance on the school grounds, under the heat of the scorching sun, for the field demo. “Oh! Joanna, Hope!” (A song I barely remember. The only words I can hear echoing in my memory is, “Hope, Joanna, hope, Joanna,” repeatedly sung by a guy who seem to chant the lines, not sing them, “Caribbeanishly”) was the title of the song we were to groove on to. I felt really uncomfortable with our costume. We seemed to have crossed over from the Caribbean to the concrete grounds of our school. The boys and girls wore white cotton pants and skirt, respectively, and the same top: red-blue-yellow ruffled sleeves and the white cotton, where the colorful sleeves were connected, was to be tied (think summer 80s). The only difference was the girls had undershirts and we had none. Before the synchronized shaking of the colorful ruffled sleeves, my mom saw me hiding my nipples by pulling the knot on the shirt tighter. Her eyes widened and discreetly said, “Ano ba… Ayusin mo nga ‘yang galaw mo. Para ka niyang bakla e. Ano ba ang kailangan mo itago.” Truth was, as a chubby child I was never comfortable showing off my big boy-boobs and belly to the public. I came to fear the fact that I was gay and I tried to stop myself from being one. The bed became my refuge from my mom’s constant nagging. I stayed there for years.
[4] Every school year I would have different girl crushes and I would let one of my classmates know so he or she would tell my other classmates and start a teasing frenzy between me and that girl. When I was in my first year in high school I had a “crush” on a new student. She never liked me. I told one of my close friends that I had a crush on her and eventually she learned about it. She got awkward with the idea. She did not talk to me for months and that triggered my “romantic” tendencies: I gave her a certificate of apology I made myself; and letters – I wrote sorry letters to her even though I knew that I should not be apologizing. It lasted for a year. She eventually got fed up and confronted me – "dumped" me in other words. Then came second year and she got together with one of the mediocre boys in school and because of that I got really disappointed so I gave her a card to express my wasted feelings for her. I had a few attempts after that, I even tried to court a close friend of mine but some other guy won over me. I tried to be “normal” but I failed. Under my bed was where my guy crushes were.
[5] I knew that I was gay and that I would want to be with a guy but I was in denial because of the possible disappointment of the people around me (especially my mom). But it was not easy hiding under the bed. I discovered the chat room when I was in college. It was my secret world besides under the bed. I was 17 when I first dated a guy I met from the chat room. He was 25 and was working in a telecommunications company. I acted as if I was straight and he was quite effeminate. I did not like him but I did not know how to dump people all I could do is ignore them or hide from them. We went out 3 times and went to different restaurants every time. He paid the bills through his credit card. I would call him at night; I wanted to hear stories from a man who I know had had lots of exposure with the gay culture. He ended up falling for me. I ignored him after realizing that he wanted to have a relationship with me. I was not ready. I got scared and hid under my bed and hugged my teddy.
[6] I dated a few guys after that and finally I came out to one of my close friends when I was in the College of Music. I was now ready to face reality – that I am gay and I did not have any power to change that. It was in our bowling class and I told her that I was dating a guy. She was not shocked but instead she smiled and hugged me. For the first time in my life I felt “accepted”. I felt confident enough to come out to some of my other close friends. I ignored the fact that some of them might find it offensive (considering two of my closest friends are homophobic).
[7] Slowly, I was creeping out of the comforts of the space under the bed. Coincidences do not happen. I believe that your actions lead to certain events. While I was inside my room reviewing my lessons, my mom came in and out of the blue she asked me, “Are you gay?” I answered with a resounding no. She knew that I was lying (I was never a good liar and my mom always knows it when I lie), so she asked again. I finally said, "yes". She was devastated. She ran to the master’s bedroom crying. I followed her and she closed the bedroom door. My mom sat in the bed wiping her tears; I sat on the bed, my back facing her, and asked her why she was crying. She told me that she was disappointed and scared of that i might grow old with no one by my side to take care of me. I did not try to defend my side I just sat there crying. More discouraging words came out of her but I forgot most of them or it was my selective memory working. I was hurt that night. I found comfort under the bed once more.
[8] Soon after, my dad who works overseas for ten months and goes back here for two to four months knew about ”me”; he did not try to hit me or violently shove my head into a drum filled with water. Instead, he was silent about it but once on a while he’ll throw sarcastic remarks whenever he would see some gay character on television. “Ano ba ‘yan, puro ka-baklaan! Ilipat mo nga ang tv…” he once remarked when we were both watching a gag show, even though I was unlike the stereotype gay-parlorista you see on television. I chose to stay as masculine as I can be. In my friends’ and family’s eyes I never changed but their views about my gender did. I was now subjugated to too much skepticism like every gay man in the Philippines are. Much of it I blame on the macho culture embedded in the system of every Filipino. My dad had it. He never confronted me about "me" being gay. My family tried to shrug it off. I crept out from under the bed. It was time to face the real world.
[9] Out of the comforts under the bed: I was dumped for another; depressed; moved on; infatuated; stumbled and fell face first to the ground; stood up; And I loved again –- he made me feel more passionate with my art. I can firmly set foot on the ground because he would always be there to hold my hand. Together we watched stars fall and made magic with cardboard boxes. Now, I could say that I would never grow old alone.
[This was a piece written for my Creative Writing class in 2006]
23 Again
I recently stumbled upon something I wrote in January of 2006. This was the time that I was frustrated with my life because I was still a student. But after working for a company and being a regular employee for 2 years I guess my outlook in life changed because of the experience. I value education more than ever and having a DEGREE is not just your name put in the diploma but more than that -- your academic foundation will define your career and your life.
Monday Mornings
As I try to write something today, I hear the "distant" guitar strumming of the person I fondly call "dad". I am 23 and still in school. People my age, most of them, are working already; Successful office workers; employees. And here I am still in school. Very much dependent on my parents' money, though sometimes some commission will come my way and that's where I earn my own. Every morning I usually hear a different "wake up call": My mom telling me the importance of time, money and how I waste them because of mot attending my classes (just the other day she insisted on waking me up and I told her that I have no morning class and she did not listen, she continued her "morning sermon") , my "dad" playing the guitar (the only tune he's mastered: Anak by Freddie Aguilar), my used to be phone now just serving as an alarm clock, and the morning sun that scorches my skin (about two months ago I never experineced this because there was a mango tree in our backyard, my dad cut it off).
It's nine in the morning. I have to go and take a shower.
"Dad" is still playing his out-of-tune rendition of Hotel California.
These are the times I wished I never went to the College of Music and developed my "ear".
It's nine in the morning. I have to go and take a shower.
"Dad" is still playing his out-of-tune rendition of Hotel California.
These are the times I wished I never went to the College of Music and developed my "ear".
Monday, June 14, 2010
GLEE COMMENTS as of JUNE 14, 2010
Good or bad comments i think everyone will learn from what they're saying :)
Choir critic... · 3 days ago
Himig Sanghaya is the BEST among the three performers at that night...
Northwind Singers didnt deserve the title.. The girl soloist is screaming, the harmony and the blending sounds not good compare to Himig Sanghaya...
Choir critic... · 3 days ago
Based on the performance.. The Himig Sanghaya's rendition of 214 gives the audience a magical feeling with matching harmony, blending and the chemistry of the two soloist singing it (including the background)...
Compared to Northwind Singers, its just like a typical and generic performance, and i can say that the performances of Blazing sensations and the Northwind Singers are quite the same, same foundation of singing performance...
I'm not Pro-Himig Sanghaya. Hence, it is my own opinion from what I've seen in this Great Glee Sing-off...
Nevertheless, Northwind Singers badly needed that workshop of Trumpets though...
precy minnie♥ · 3 hours ago
that was a bit harsh. :|
Oliver Oliveros · 3 days ago
I believe Himig Sanghaya was once a NAMCYA winner?
Choir Critic · 2 days ago
Yup2, Himig Sanghaya once a NAMCYA winner and hailed Silver-A awardee for the 1st CCP Chorale Competition last year...
They really gave justices for the songs that they've sang in this competition...
ricoboiisagleek · 3 days ago
i agree. I've seen on an article that harmony is like 40% on the criteria?? and i've watched on youtube the 214 of Himig Sanghaya and i thought the Northwind Singers are better off. But, absolutely not, though. I've seen "my life would suck without you" and i believe... sorry to say this.. it SUCKed. what added to the failure of the performances was the failure of the technicals..
well,that is my opinion.. i haven't watched blazing sensations yet, though.
carry on,, carry on.. ~
~ricoboiisagleek. :D
LJZG · 3 days ago
Hello ricoboiisagleek. My name is LJ, and I am a part of Blazing Sensations.
I would also like to agree that technicals sucked. If you would watch our performance of "Taking Chances", there were parts when you couldn't even hear our soloists. We're not sure about it, but from our standpoint, it was also failure of technicals that caused problems for us.
Choir Critic · 2 days ago
Yeah, I agree on you ricoboii... If your are on that place watching them live performing at MOA centerstage, the rendition of himig sanghaya's 214 makes me goosebumps... Adding to it, the microphones of the soloists in himig sanghaya works bad... So the "birits" and the mixing of voices didn't really hear compare to northwind singers, they are all screaming..
Nevertheless, congratulations NORTHWIND SINGERS...
Oliver Oliveros · 2 days ago
Lapels conked out in the middle of the performances =(
Kim · 2 days ago
so what's the point doing this? who deserves the title? syempre mga judge ang huhusga dun. kahit saang competition or contest judge lang ang may karapatan.. di ko napanuod to nabasa ko lang dito.. kaya yung mga talunan wag ng umapila sa barangay na lang kayo magpaliwanag.. ^_^
edward · 2 days ago
for me, northwind did their best:. the performance is great!
juan makabayan · 1 day ago
iT SEEMS some contestant may have INHERITED the ELECTORAL VIRUS - meaning "hindi sila NATALO... NADAYA lang... Hay naku... people GROW UP! Make your protest LEGAL... hindi yun banat ng banat... you can TALK TO THE MARINES...
Larry Parane · 1 day ago
hi guys!
somehow narefer ako sa page na 'to. Some of the posts here about himig are true, like ung sa CCP and NAMCYA. But don't think na prang bakit pa kami sumali sa glee eh ung mga sinasalihan nmin daw bigtime. Well, ung sumali sa glee na members ng himig, un ung, obviously, new generation ng group nmin. Ako lang yta ung nasama dun na 10yrs nang nsa himig. Thank you sa mga comments nyo, nkkatuwa na meron kaming naimpress sa performances nmin. But i'm really happy for the Northwind Singers na nanalo sila. The whole point of doing these stuff, lalo na sa choral groups, is simply to make and enjoy music as we all offer it to the greatest composer of all. Sana we could just accept the decision and enjoy making more music.. Actually, im looking forward na maka-jam nmin ung Northwind and Blazing Sensations, sana makasali uli kami next time. (hoho sana pasok parin ako sa age limit!)
Congrats to all! Glee still rocks!:)
Mr. Male Soloist, Himig Sanghaya. http://www.himigsanghaya.com
P.S.
We did our numbers again kanina sa farewell party ng ibang members nmin, i'm uploading the videos on youtube, hope you guys check it out soon!:) post ko dito links..
Kristian Misa · 1 day ago
oi larry ndi pa tayo nanalo sa nationals ng NAMCYA. Regionals lang, second pa, at saka ndi tayo ganun kagaling (baka kc iniisip ng iba e nagfifeeling tayo). There are a LOT of things that we should improve. Anyway, kanya kanya lang na opinion yan. Basta ako MASAYANG MASAYA ako sa laki ng inimprove ng group natin. I'm very much fulfilled and satisfied with our achievements considering na marami din sa atin ang highschool pa lang pero laban pa din sa nationals. hahaha kaya kayo wag na magtalo kc pointless tapos na e. Ang pwede lang nating makuhang aral sa event na ito ay "wag na mag sound check kc sa performance ndi din naman gagana ang microphones hahahahhaha"!!!
Larry Parane · 18 hours ago
wala nmn akong sinabi na nanalo tau ng nationals ah, hoho
anyway, masaya din ako sa experience nung glee, sana lalo pa tau lahat magimprove =)
Kristian Misa · 7 hours ago
kc may nakita ako nagpost nanalo daw tayo nationals ng namcya e. Anyway, TAMA ka dyan Larry!!! masayang masaya ako sa performance ng mga groups and for that matter, I can say that we all won and learned a lot from this competition. Kaya tama na yang mga pagtatalo. Let's just enjoy music!!!
T CPY · 1 day ago
Well guyz,, IT WAS A GLEE COMPETITION. IT WAS NOT A "CHORALISH, CLASSICAL TYPE, ROBOTIC CHOREOGRAPHY AND MECHANICAL PERFORMANCE THAT THE JUDGES LOOKED DURING THEIR PERFORMANCE. ALONG WITH THE CRITERIA -IT WAS THE HEART, SPONTANEITY, AND ENERGY THAT EVERY PERFORMER SHOULD CONSIDER.
I WAS THERE DURING THE COMPETITION. IN THE MIDDLE 5TH ROW TO BE EXACT.
Godbless and may this be a learning experience to everyone..
CRYOUTLOUD · 1 day ago
NORTHWIND SINGERS - Good blending (with technical error)
- Their voices were not CLASSICAL (THE real glee singing VOICE)
- Excellent costume(fashionistas)
- Excellent choreography(energy, grace and beauty)
- Excellent production appeal (appropriate TV make-up, coordinated costume colors)
HIMIG SANGHAYA - Excellent CLASSICAL blending - GOOD Band- poor costume - poor make-up
- mechanical choreography
KAYO NA ANG MAGSABI KUNG BAKIT NANALO ANG NORTHWIND
boljack # · 3 hours ago
how dare u say it was a mechanical one? ung sa northwind nga dali na ng steps di pa sabaysabay.. mga wla pa sa tono.. u better watch JUMP.
niwey, pwde n ung costume na isa nung sa northwind.. ung ballad yta un.. pero wg sana nating kalimutan na HARMONY ang may pinakataas na percentage sa criteria. i believe in the energy that northwind showed .. PERO HARMONY-wise? i'm sorry, hindi rin. i mean.. HINDI TALAGA.
:D
rose · 1 day ago
YEAH! doon sa mga di satisfied sa result............Do you want to challenge the CREDIBILITY OF THE JUDGES (the COMPANY, SONY and ETC executives)?
Haaay,...Pinoy nga talaga tayo....
sana napanood nyo ng live un performances ng group at saka kayo humusga....etchos...etchos...ek..ek..ek..
liza · 1 day ago
Nanood din po ako...sa isang manonood ang masasabi ko ay magaling pareho ung northwind and himigsanhaya...kulang lng tlga sa energy ung himig..alam mo na kaagad ang mga choreo nilang handmovements to the right and to the left,1,2,3,4, and alternates..
ung sa northwind, may mga sabit blending dahil sa lapel pero mraramdaman mo puso nila at energy..
ung GLEE talaga...
liza · 1 day ago
good day.Im HAPPY AND SAD AT THE SAME TIME, COZ OUR YOUTH ARE SOMEHOW CONFUSED OF WHAT ARE THE DISTINCT CHARACTERISTICS OF A GLEE CLUB AND A CHORALE.LET ME PUT IT THIS WAY: GLEE CLUB VS CHORALE
-uses natural voice(scream when needed) -uses cultured/falsetto voice(round voice-a must)---a show choir (choreo-dancing while singing) -seldom uses choreo(hands movements-a must---a jamming type of singing group -classical/european standard -perfection required--in CONTEXT with the race/nation of the singers -CONSERVATORY MUSIC is the CONTEXT
-HEART/FEELINGS/JOY ARE ESSENTIAL -TECHNIQUE is VERY ESSENTIAL
leoleogleek · 1 day ago
CONGRATULATIONS NORTHWIND... BAKA LALO SILANG NAGAGALIT KZ ALAM NILA THAT YOUR FREE WORKSHOP WITH TRUMPETS WILL MAKE YOU A LOT BETTER !!!
YOU ARE THE REAL GLEE CLUB...CONTINUE SINGING USING NATURAL VOICE!!!!!!!!!! AND DONT GET INTIMIDATED. INSTEAD FOCUS YOUR EYES ON WHAT IS BENEFICIAL FOR YOUR GROUP...
mabuhay ang northwind!!!!
solar. · 1 day ago
come on guys, let's get over it! The competition's finished already, there's no need to brag on. The judges had different opinions on the matter, like on Glee, you'll never know what's their basis for judging. If they enjoyed the winner better than the others, let's just respect that. And for the winners/pro-winners, i think you've done a great job, so to be "better winners", i think you should just enjoy your victory rather than brag how great you were. Instead of telling the blogosphere how amazing you were, how about focus on your weaknesses and be much greater performers? And by the way, Glee is still about singing, more than the choreography.
moY · 1 day ago
Facts to be considered:
- the glee show is about show choir.
- show is very important but without the choir part, show choir is nothing.
- singing is very different from screaming.
- performers that are grounded on humility are the real winners.
- competitions are gauges of each contestant's improvement, not showing which team is better.
jov san juan · 3 hours ago
i believe on the second aspect. "without the choir part, show choir is nothing. "
congrats to himig sanghya's Cristian and Larry "performers that are grounded on humility are the real winners. "
ricodey · 1 day ago
i agree with you solar.congratulations to both himig and northwind. move on..i know both groups have mix emotions to the comments..you might be both hurt to the negative feedbacks. take it as a constructive criticisms for you to improve both.
ricoboiisagleek · 3 hours ago
TAMA! :D
~ricoboiisagleek. :D
sheenagleek · 1 day ago
Thanks for your comments solar and ricodey. 22o ciguro nga, nasasaktan din mga northwind at himig sa mga sinusulat tungkol sa knila. They are victims of people's judgement sa issue na 2..respeto n lng po sa desisyon ng judges. salamat po
Kristian Misa · 1 day ago
ndi pa kami nanalo sa nationals ng NAMCYA. Regionals lang, second pa, at saka ndi tayo ganun kagaling (baka kc iniisip ng iba e nagfifeeling tayo). There are a LOT of things that we should improve. Anyway, kanya kanya lang na opinion yan. Basta ako MASAYANG MASAYA ako sa laki ng inimprove ng group natin. I'm very much fulfilled and satisfied with our achievements considering na marami din sa amin ang highschool pa lang pero laban pa din sa nationals. hahaha kaya kayo wag na kayo magtalo kc pointless tapos na e. Ang pwede lang nating makuhang aral sa event na ito ay "wag na mag sound check kc sa performance ndi din naman gagana ang microphones hahahahhaha"!!! One word of advice: EDUCATE!
HIMIG SANGHAYA MEMBER
Oliver Oliveros · 1 day ago
Whoa, peace guys!
isa · 22 hours ago
Should've, could've, would've... Everybody is entitled to their own opinion. In every competition, there's always a winner probably deemed to serve the purpose of creating awareness for the campaign which in this case, is to get people appreciate show choir music.
I was there and I've appreciated the performance of the finalists. It is a fact that the technicals were downright nasty. I admire the effort put into each song, they were sung with gusto and emotion.
Congratulations everyone for doing your part, you made your teams and supporters proud by making it to the finals. I hope you all stay grounded and remember that there's always room for improvement. Cheers.
Faith · 10 hours ago
It's so easy to say "oh you sucked" or "you don't deserve to win" or "I'm better than you" when you're safely hiding behind a computer. But can you say those exact things to those kids face to face? Please remember that these KIDS are still learning, Himig Sanghaya, Northwind, and Blazing Sensations. I'm so proud of all of them for getting as far as the finals and in truth all of them are winners. Congratulations to all three groups for giving it their bests! Whoever won was not only the judges' choices but God's will. He knows that their win served a greater purpose and meaning to not only the NS but also to HS and BS. Everyone, let's just be happy for them and mature about this!
BeholdtheGleek · 7 hours ago
Para kina:
T CPY na feeling judge,
CRYOUTLOUD na alam lahat,
ROSE na meron pang pachallenge2 ng credibility,
LEOLEOGLEEK na bilib na bilib sa trumpets haha,
LIZA na gumawa pa ng nakakatuwang comparison at nagmamagaling,
cge, kau na. hands down kau na ang magagaling.
and i hope a few years from now, once you've grown to be mature, you'll look backto the posts you created here.
Para kay Choir Critic:
as a fellow blogger, i think okay lang na sabihin nyo opinion nyo sa nangyari pero let's be more cautious sana sa mga sinasabi natin lalo na at maraming nkkbasa ng mga opinion mo.
To Larry Parane and Kristian Misa na mga myembro pala ng HS:
I appreciate your humility. i think tlgang matagal na kayo sa industry na yan because i can see your maturity on the situation. Ganyan ang attitude ng totoong winner. Keep it up guys!
---
I was there during the competition, i'm not affiliated to any contestant. In fact, i was just invited by one of staff. The technicals weren't good. Sayang talaga. The Company had pre-recorded backups except sa solos and adlibs. It was a good event to celebrate music and the results were very similar to the season finale of glee. I've been around this industry for more than 15years and ganun parin tayong mga pinoy when it comes to competition results. nakakatawa.
beholdtheGleek · 7 hours ago
cautious daw samantalang puro pangookray ang nilagay ko pala sa start bwahaha pasensya na at nkkaasar lang talaga ang immaturity nila..
emanon · 28 minutes ago
GOd Bless us all... keep in mind that God has a purpose for everything.....
Choir critic... · 3 days ago
Himig Sanghaya is the BEST among the three performers at that night...
Northwind Singers didnt deserve the title.. The girl soloist is screaming, the harmony and the blending sounds not good compare to Himig Sanghaya...
Choir critic... · 3 days ago
Based on the performance.. The Himig Sanghaya's rendition of 214 gives the audience a magical feeling with matching harmony, blending and the chemistry of the two soloist singing it (including the background)...
Compared to Northwind Singers, its just like a typical and generic performance, and i can say that the performances of Blazing sensations and the Northwind Singers are quite the same, same foundation of singing performance...
I'm not Pro-Himig Sanghaya. Hence, it is my own opinion from what I've seen in this Great Glee Sing-off...
Nevertheless, Northwind Singers badly needed that workshop of Trumpets though...
precy minnie♥ · 3 hours ago
that was a bit harsh. :|
Oliver Oliveros · 3 days ago
I believe Himig Sanghaya was once a NAMCYA winner?
Choir Critic · 2 days ago
Yup2, Himig Sanghaya once a NAMCYA winner and hailed Silver-A awardee for the 1st CCP Chorale Competition last year...
They really gave justices for the songs that they've sang in this competition...
ricoboiisagleek · 3 days ago
i agree. I've seen on an article that harmony is like 40% on the criteria?? and i've watched on youtube the 214 of Himig Sanghaya and i thought the Northwind Singers are better off. But, absolutely not, though. I've seen "my life would suck without you" and i believe... sorry to say this.. it SUCKed. what added to the failure of the performances was the failure of the technicals..
well,that is my opinion.. i haven't watched blazing sensations yet, though.
carry on,, carry on.. ~
~ricoboiisagleek. :D
LJZG · 3 days ago
Hello ricoboiisagleek. My name is LJ, and I am a part of Blazing Sensations.
I would also like to agree that technicals sucked. If you would watch our performance of "Taking Chances", there were parts when you couldn't even hear our soloists. We're not sure about it, but from our standpoint, it was also failure of technicals that caused problems for us.
Choir Critic · 2 days ago
Yeah, I agree on you ricoboii... If your are on that place watching them live performing at MOA centerstage, the rendition of himig sanghaya's 214 makes me goosebumps... Adding to it, the microphones of the soloists in himig sanghaya works bad... So the "birits" and the mixing of voices didn't really hear compare to northwind singers, they are all screaming..
Nevertheless, congratulations NORTHWIND SINGERS...
Oliver Oliveros · 2 days ago
Lapels conked out in the middle of the performances =(
Kim · 2 days ago
so what's the point doing this? who deserves the title? syempre mga judge ang huhusga dun. kahit saang competition or contest judge lang ang may karapatan.. di ko napanuod to nabasa ko lang dito.. kaya yung mga talunan wag ng umapila sa barangay na lang kayo magpaliwanag.. ^_^
edward · 2 days ago
for me, northwind did their best:. the performance is great!
juan makabayan · 1 day ago
iT SEEMS some contestant may have INHERITED the ELECTORAL VIRUS - meaning "hindi sila NATALO... NADAYA lang... Hay naku... people GROW UP! Make your protest LEGAL... hindi yun banat ng banat... you can TALK TO THE MARINES...
Larry Parane · 1 day ago
hi guys!
somehow narefer ako sa page na 'to. Some of the posts here about himig are true, like ung sa CCP and NAMCYA. But don't think na prang bakit pa kami sumali sa glee eh ung mga sinasalihan nmin daw bigtime. Well, ung sumali sa glee na members ng himig, un ung, obviously, new generation ng group nmin. Ako lang yta ung nasama dun na 10yrs nang nsa himig. Thank you sa mga comments nyo, nkkatuwa na meron kaming naimpress sa performances nmin. But i'm really happy for the Northwind Singers na nanalo sila. The whole point of doing these stuff, lalo na sa choral groups, is simply to make and enjoy music as we all offer it to the greatest composer of all. Sana we could just accept the decision and enjoy making more music.. Actually, im looking forward na maka-jam nmin ung Northwind and Blazing Sensations, sana makasali uli kami next time. (hoho sana pasok parin ako sa age limit!)
Congrats to all! Glee still rocks!:)
Mr. Male Soloist, Himig Sanghaya. http://www.himigsanghaya.com
P.S.
We did our numbers again kanina sa farewell party ng ibang members nmin, i'm uploading the videos on youtube, hope you guys check it out soon!:) post ko dito links..
Kristian Misa · 1 day ago
oi larry ndi pa tayo nanalo sa nationals ng NAMCYA. Regionals lang, second pa, at saka ndi tayo ganun kagaling (baka kc iniisip ng iba e nagfifeeling tayo). There are a LOT of things that we should improve. Anyway, kanya kanya lang na opinion yan. Basta ako MASAYANG MASAYA ako sa laki ng inimprove ng group natin. I'm very much fulfilled and satisfied with our achievements considering na marami din sa atin ang highschool pa lang pero laban pa din sa nationals. hahaha kaya kayo wag na magtalo kc pointless tapos na e. Ang pwede lang nating makuhang aral sa event na ito ay "wag na mag sound check kc sa performance ndi din naman gagana ang microphones hahahahhaha"!!!
Larry Parane · 18 hours ago
wala nmn akong sinabi na nanalo tau ng nationals ah, hoho
anyway, masaya din ako sa experience nung glee, sana lalo pa tau lahat magimprove =)
Kristian Misa · 7 hours ago
kc may nakita ako nagpost nanalo daw tayo nationals ng namcya e. Anyway, TAMA ka dyan Larry!!! masayang masaya ako sa performance ng mga groups and for that matter, I can say that we all won and learned a lot from this competition. Kaya tama na yang mga pagtatalo. Let's just enjoy music!!!
T CPY · 1 day ago
Well guyz,, IT WAS A GLEE COMPETITION. IT WAS NOT A "CHORALISH, CLASSICAL TYPE, ROBOTIC CHOREOGRAPHY AND MECHANICAL PERFORMANCE THAT THE JUDGES LOOKED DURING THEIR PERFORMANCE. ALONG WITH THE CRITERIA -IT WAS THE HEART, SPONTANEITY, AND ENERGY THAT EVERY PERFORMER SHOULD CONSIDER.
I WAS THERE DURING THE COMPETITION. IN THE MIDDLE 5TH ROW TO BE EXACT.
Godbless and may this be a learning experience to everyone..
CRYOUTLOUD · 1 day ago
NORTHWIND SINGERS - Good blending (with technical error)
- Their voices were not CLASSICAL (THE real glee singing VOICE)
- Excellent costume(fashionistas)
- Excellent choreography(energy, grace and beauty)
- Excellent production appeal (appropriate TV make-up, coordinated costume colors)
HIMIG SANGHAYA - Excellent CLASSICAL blending - GOOD Band- poor costume - poor make-up
- mechanical choreography
KAYO NA ANG MAGSABI KUNG BAKIT NANALO ANG NORTHWIND
boljack # · 3 hours ago
how dare u say it was a mechanical one? ung sa northwind nga dali na ng steps di pa sabaysabay.. mga wla pa sa tono.. u better watch JUMP.
niwey, pwde n ung costume na isa nung sa northwind.. ung ballad yta un.. pero wg sana nating kalimutan na HARMONY ang may pinakataas na percentage sa criteria. i believe in the energy that northwind showed .. PERO HARMONY-wise? i'm sorry, hindi rin. i mean.. HINDI TALAGA.
:D
rose · 1 day ago
YEAH! doon sa mga di satisfied sa result............Do you want to challenge the CREDIBILITY OF THE JUDGES (the COMPANY, SONY and ETC executives)?
Haaay,...Pinoy nga talaga tayo....
sana napanood nyo ng live un performances ng group at saka kayo humusga....etchos...etchos...ek..ek..ek..
liza · 1 day ago
Nanood din po ako...sa isang manonood ang masasabi ko ay magaling pareho ung northwind and himigsanhaya...kulang lng tlga sa energy ung himig..alam mo na kaagad ang mga choreo nilang handmovements to the right and to the left,1,2,3,4, and alternates..
ung sa northwind, may mga sabit blending dahil sa lapel pero mraramdaman mo puso nila at energy..
ung GLEE talaga...
liza · 1 day ago
good day.Im HAPPY AND SAD AT THE SAME TIME, COZ OUR YOUTH ARE SOMEHOW CONFUSED OF WHAT ARE THE DISTINCT CHARACTERISTICS OF A GLEE CLUB AND A CHORALE.LET ME PUT IT THIS WAY: GLEE CLUB VS CHORALE
-uses natural voice(scream when needed) -uses cultured/falsetto voice(round voice-a must)---a show choir (choreo-dancing while singing) -seldom uses choreo(hands movements-a must---a jamming type of singing group -classical/european standard -perfection required--in CONTEXT with the race/nation of the singers -CONSERVATORY MUSIC is the CONTEXT
-HEART/FEELINGS/JOY ARE ESSENTIAL -TECHNIQUE is VERY ESSENTIAL
leoleogleek · 1 day ago
CONGRATULATIONS NORTHWIND... BAKA LALO SILANG NAGAGALIT KZ ALAM NILA THAT YOUR FREE WORKSHOP WITH TRUMPETS WILL MAKE YOU A LOT BETTER !!!
YOU ARE THE REAL GLEE CLUB...CONTINUE SINGING USING NATURAL VOICE!!!!!!!!!! AND DONT GET INTIMIDATED. INSTEAD FOCUS YOUR EYES ON WHAT IS BENEFICIAL FOR YOUR GROUP...
mabuhay ang northwind!!!!
solar. · 1 day ago
come on guys, let's get over it! The competition's finished already, there's no need to brag on. The judges had different opinions on the matter, like on Glee, you'll never know what's their basis for judging. If they enjoyed the winner better than the others, let's just respect that. And for the winners/pro-winners, i think you've done a great job, so to be "better winners", i think you should just enjoy your victory rather than brag how great you were. Instead of telling the blogosphere how amazing you were, how about focus on your weaknesses and be much greater performers? And by the way, Glee is still about singing, more than the choreography.
moY · 1 day ago
Facts to be considered:
- the glee show is about show choir.
- show is very important but without the choir part, show choir is nothing.
- singing is very different from screaming.
- performers that are grounded on humility are the real winners.
- competitions are gauges of each contestant's improvement, not showing which team is better.
jov san juan · 3 hours ago
i believe on the second aspect. "without the choir part, show choir is nothing. "
congrats to himig sanghya's Cristian and Larry "performers that are grounded on humility are the real winners. "
ricodey · 1 day ago
i agree with you solar.congratulations to both himig and northwind. move on..i know both groups have mix emotions to the comments..you might be both hurt to the negative feedbacks. take it as a constructive criticisms for you to improve both.
ricoboiisagleek · 3 hours ago
TAMA! :D
~ricoboiisagleek. :D
sheenagleek · 1 day ago
Thanks for your comments solar and ricodey. 22o ciguro nga, nasasaktan din mga northwind at himig sa mga sinusulat tungkol sa knila. They are victims of people's judgement sa issue na 2..respeto n lng po sa desisyon ng judges. salamat po
Kristian Misa · 1 day ago
ndi pa kami nanalo sa nationals ng NAMCYA. Regionals lang, second pa, at saka ndi tayo ganun kagaling (baka kc iniisip ng iba e nagfifeeling tayo). There are a LOT of things that we should improve. Anyway, kanya kanya lang na opinion yan. Basta ako MASAYANG MASAYA ako sa laki ng inimprove ng group natin. I'm very much fulfilled and satisfied with our achievements considering na marami din sa amin ang highschool pa lang pero laban pa din sa nationals. hahaha kaya kayo wag na kayo magtalo kc pointless tapos na e. Ang pwede lang nating makuhang aral sa event na ito ay "wag na mag sound check kc sa performance ndi din naman gagana ang microphones hahahahhaha"!!! One word of advice: EDUCATE!
HIMIG SANGHAYA MEMBER
Oliver Oliveros · 1 day ago
Whoa, peace guys!
isa · 22 hours ago
Should've, could've, would've... Everybody is entitled to their own opinion. In every competition, there's always a winner probably deemed to serve the purpose of creating awareness for the campaign which in this case, is to get people appreciate show choir music.
I was there and I've appreciated the performance of the finalists. It is a fact that the technicals were downright nasty. I admire the effort put into each song, they were sung with gusto and emotion.
Congratulations everyone for doing your part, you made your teams and supporters proud by making it to the finals. I hope you all stay grounded and remember that there's always room for improvement. Cheers.
Faith · 10 hours ago
It's so easy to say "oh you sucked" or "you don't deserve to win" or "I'm better than you" when you're safely hiding behind a computer. But can you say those exact things to those kids face to face? Please remember that these KIDS are still learning, Himig Sanghaya, Northwind, and Blazing Sensations. I'm so proud of all of them for getting as far as the finals and in truth all of them are winners. Congratulations to all three groups for giving it their bests! Whoever won was not only the judges' choices but God's will. He knows that their win served a greater purpose and meaning to not only the NS but also to HS and BS. Everyone, let's just be happy for them and mature about this!
BeholdtheGleek · 7 hours ago
Para kina:
T CPY na feeling judge,
CRYOUTLOUD na alam lahat,
ROSE na meron pang pachallenge2 ng credibility,
LEOLEOGLEEK na bilib na bilib sa trumpets haha,
LIZA na gumawa pa ng nakakatuwang comparison at nagmamagaling,
cge, kau na. hands down kau na ang magagaling.
and i hope a few years from now, once you've grown to be mature, you'll look backto the posts you created here.
Para kay Choir Critic:
as a fellow blogger, i think okay lang na sabihin nyo opinion nyo sa nangyari pero let's be more cautious sana sa mga sinasabi natin lalo na at maraming nkkbasa ng mga opinion mo.
To Larry Parane and Kristian Misa na mga myembro pala ng HS:
I appreciate your humility. i think tlgang matagal na kayo sa industry na yan because i can see your maturity on the situation. Ganyan ang attitude ng totoong winner. Keep it up guys!
---
I was there during the competition, i'm not affiliated to any contestant. In fact, i was just invited by one of staff. The technicals weren't good. Sayang talaga. The Company had pre-recorded backups except sa solos and adlibs. It was a good event to celebrate music and the results were very similar to the season finale of glee. I've been around this industry for more than 15years and ganun parin tayong mga pinoy when it comes to competition results. nakakatawa.
beholdtheGleek · 7 hours ago
cautious daw samantalang puro pangookray ang nilagay ko pala sa start bwahaha pasensya na at nkkaasar lang talaga ang immaturity nila..
emanon · 28 minutes ago
GOd Bless us all... keep in mind that God has a purpose for everything.....
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