tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55123272011-09-05T15:34:57.244+08:00Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.comBlogger2831100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-38962170179740207092009-01-22T00:29:00.001+08:002009-01-22T00:30:29.389+08:00

Done!TITLE: SINGLE LADIES (PUT A RING ON IT) - BEYONCE

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-88229726526091296752009-01-14T00:45:00.003+08:002009-01-14T00:49:22.416+08:00

Please forgive my writing. I haven't had any practice for quite sometime. While reading my most recent posts, I realized that even I find my writing rather dumb. I can be my own worst critic.I shall get better. I promise.TITLE: DUMB - GARBAGE

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Again the laziness of writing has taken over me; obviously since my last entry was back New Year of 2008. That's a little over a year of not updating. And once again I find myself posting simply because I have something important to announce. Capone's is open again!For a lot of people in Manila, Capone's represented a homey place to hang out with friends. It was also the last stop of the night;

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Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!I know, I know! I'm waaaay late. It's taken me a while to get my fingers to write something on the blog. I missed a whole year of posting.Bad boy!TITLE: SANTA CLAUSE GOT STUCK IN MY CHIMNEY - LISA NICOLE CARSON

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Happy new year! I know I'm late in greeting everyone but that's because I'm still recovering from the celebrations and gigs during the past few days.As they say, better late than never.TITLE: WHAT ARE YOU DOING NEW YEAR'S EVE - DIANA KRALL

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Merry Christmas everyone!!!TITLE: CHRISTMAS TIME - THE SMASHING PUMPKINS

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-13037140112912800002007-10-30T16:26:00.000+08:002007-10-30T16:55:50.927+08:00

I'm back! It's been a hectic two months (as evidenced by my lack of posts). Since the release of our album, which as of lately is available at both Mag:Net Cafe's, It's been really crazy. With all the promotions and gigs we've been doing, thank God I still have a little time for myself.Last September I celebrated my birthday. It was relatively quiet compared to my previous ones and I think is

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-36285609908864032462007-08-17T14:12:00.000+08:002007-08-17T14:27:43.375+08:00

Like every year I get lazy and end up not writing in for a while. However this is something I can't pass up.The album of my band Overtone is finally out. It's called "...From Inside the Fishbowl" and features 12 all-original tracks. At the moment it is only available directly from us. Drop by one of our gigs and be one of the first to own a copy.TITLE: RELEASE ME - OVERTONE

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-88699771236902490352007-06-28T17:25:00.000+08:002007-06-28T17:40:42.728+08:00

Many things have been happening to me in the past few months; but one possible project coming up has got me more excited than others. My old band, 7 Foot Jr., is planning to get together and play.We've been toying with the idea for a while but nothing was really definite. Just a few days ago though our bassist SMSed me asking if I wanted to already push through with it. A former member wanted to

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-37372313898814395032007-05-25T17:42:00.000+08:002007-05-25T18:19:54.913+08:00

It's the 30th anniversary of the greatest movie franchise that ever was (at least in my opinion). Star Wars. The same day today in 1977, the lives of people were changed with the first screening of Star Wars.Back in 1977, I was a 3 year old. My mom took me to Rizal theater in Makati to watch Star Wars. I was hooked since then. Today I've seen all six movies over a hundred times. I read the novels

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I was having a discussion with Jay, my guitarist, after last night's gig about having to take on a day-job (I sometimes get surprised that we actually have "grownup" discussions). Ideally we'd be making enough money to support ourselves through our gigs. Unfortunately the months have been lean, and we can expect to have leaner months due to promotion of our upcoming album. This lead us to talk

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-24356401783432197742007-05-16T15:06:00.000+08:002007-05-16T16:25:37.109+08:00

I haven't been blogging for a while mainly because I got bored with the blog. I'm currently trying to fix it up and will hopefully be back to writing soon.The look of the whole blog has changed; to something simpler, classier. As of now though a lot of things still aren't working. You can say it's on a "testing phase". I'm currently having problems with the comments. Haloscan won't work with this

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-62382134833118779112007-01-23T01:54:00.000+08:002007-01-23T02:02:56.869+08:00

God still loves me. I was praying hard last night about smoothening out those wrinkles in my latest journey. I wasn't even even done yet and He takes one wrinkle away. Today as another one was supposed to have shook the trip, He fixes it through a medium (thanks Raymond).One last patch on the road to go and we're all smooth. I'm confident that it'll be fine. God still loves me.TITLE: DIVINE

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-19065926648240747312007-01-22T14:12:00.000+08:002007-01-22T14:20:01.827+08:00

I should have posted this entry last January 20, but I've been occupied. I've waited a pretty long time and it has finally happened. Not everything is as smooth as it could have been but I'm hopeful. The core is solid and is more than I could ever have wished for.Don't know what I'm talking about? Go fish!TITLE: HALLELUJAH - PARAMORE

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-17942963317414813552007-01-01T22:00:00.000+08:002007-01-01T22:09:22.568+08:00

Happy new year everyone! It's been a great 2006 and I'm hoping for a great 2007. So many things have happened to me and so many things have changed. Best of all I'm feeling better and happier than ever.Major things have started to move during the last days of 2006. Hopefully those things come to fruition this year. I'm going to try my best to keep things on the up swing.I'll keep you guys posted

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-32413632912890765192006-12-25T14:54:00.000+08:002006-12-25T15:00:30.986+08:00

Just wanted to greet everyone a merry Christmas! Have a good hangover!TITLE: CHRISTMASTIME IS HERE - GATSBY'S AMERICAN DREAM

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I'm still waiting for the other shoe to fall. The jinx I thought I put on myself hasn't kicked in yet. Maybe it won't and I'm in the clear; it's something I'm really hoping for. Last week did scare me though. It started off a little of kilt and I thought to myself "this is the end." Thank God I was just being paranoid.So what do I do now? I'm telling myself just live normally, do what I'd

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-44026950708587323482006-12-03T16:27:00.000+08:002006-12-04T14:43:42.703+08:00

Recently I've been a very very happy person. I'm always smiling and always laughing. My bits of "bad vibes" don't last very long. My bouncing back to a full state of happiness is brought about by the company I hang out with these days.Everything has been going so well that it makes me wonder when it'll just crash. You really have to wonder. Have you ever felt like you've done something to jinx

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-89386105269732765692006-11-21T02:12:00.000+08:002006-11-21T03:02:49.494+08:00

Right now I'm a little more honest than I normally am. Needless to say, I'm intoxicated. Dangerous to be blogging this way. I'll probably get into trouble. But debate with me all you want right now for by the time I get up, none of this will matter.I imagine myself connected to so many of my friends through wires or bridges. These wires pass all the love, concern or even just attention. However

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-17627303694857626432006-11-06T01:04:00.000+08:002006-11-13T01:15:51.090+08:00

Have you ever wondered who you are at a certain point in time? Right now, I'm trying to figure that out. I know I'm not the same person I was about a year ago. Much has changed, yet it's still me.As I was sitting having coffee with a friend of mine, I was getting to learn so much about her. She seemed to have a firm grasp of who she was. I, on the other hand, couldn't say much about myself. When

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-52017232061668455242006-11-02T14:06:00.000+08:002006-11-02T14:22:40.041+08:00

What a blast! We spent our Halloween this year at Capone's (where else?). It was so good to see a lot of people who were game at having fun, all coming in different costumes. You could tell a lot of them really spent and put effort into their look. Amazing!This year I went as a Metro Manila Aide (I know some of you have seen me in the uniform before), with the small white towel and all. Tito went

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-38294355876193253342006-10-29T22:09:00.000+08:002006-10-29T23:37:49.053+08:00

How many people do you know can actually claim to have started a riot? Add Overtone to your list now. We played a punk set last night at a San Miguel Beer October Fest at Star Mall Las Pinas; it got the crowd into a frenzy.It all started innocently enough. People having a good time. The energy was high; the crowd started dancing. Later the front of the stage became a mosh pit. Even the members of

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-49761252022327625172006-10-26T15:35:00.000+08:002006-10-26T16:11:28.559+08:00

These past few weeks have been awesome for the band. We've been going gig after gig with fantastic shows. The band was playing tight, the venues were packed, the crowd was receptive; what more could we want?The high of events came last Saturday at Capone's when we played for the K-Lite anniversary. Despite the number of bands that played, it was good to be the crowd favorite. We didn't disappoint

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1160888475057723382006-10-15T13:00:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:48.923+08:00

Having a cold and cough really sucks. I got this bug from one of my band mates, most likely Tito. The bug is going around. A lot of people are hacking and wheezing these days. It must be the weather.Consulting with doctor friends of mine, I’m down to loading up on Vitamin C and cold tablets. What can I do? I can’t afford to get sick. The days are moving by so fast; I can’t afford to miss

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1160723251060447602006-10-13T15:06:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:48.811+08:00

So this is what my keyboard feels like! I’ve been in mourning since my last entry; I decided to chime in today, Friday the 13th. Timing! I realize I haven’t written in more than a month and a lot has happened in that time.Life’s been good. Besides the usual stream of gigs, Overtone has been in the studio busy with recording. We’ve cut two tracks already and are having them mastered. Hopefully

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1157350289681153822006-09-04T14:09:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:48.726+08:00

I’m sad today as I found out one of my heroes, Steve Irwin, died. He was stung in the chest by a stingray while filming a documentary on one of Australia's reefs. At least he died doing what he believed in and loved. Cliche yes, but true. He’s known by most people as the "Crocodile Hunter", and as the guy who popularized the word "crikey”; yet he was more than just that. He always stressed

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1156960647400103782006-08-31T01:55:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:48.651+08:00

Last Sunday was rather interesting for me. I accompanied Mich to Capone’s for poker night. Since I don’t play poker, I was there really to teach her drums. It’s convenient really; as neither of us owns a drum kit, Capone’s is the most logical choice to hold lessons. The lessons went as usual, though Mich had to recall what I previously taught her. When poker was setup, I was left on the 1st

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1156838091926879312006-08-29T15:54:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:48.578+08:00

I came back from Davao last Sunday. We went there for the Kadayawan festival (in which Davao celebrates the harvest season of fruits, particularly the Durian). Our gig at Pop’s Life went off really well with some of the Capone’s regulars mixed in with the locals. Jay Server even guested for the second set. The night ended with us partying and drinking.The next day our host Paolo Duterte brought

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1155873944635456162006-08-18T12:05:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:48.504+08:00

In about an hour from now I, with the rest of Overtone, will be at the airport awaiting our flight to Davao. We’re playing a gig there tonight for the anniversary of some bar (I forget the name). Caco, Hillary, Jay Server and Chiqui will also be with us. The best part is that we’re only playing tonight. We’ll be hitting the beach tomorrow and flying home Sunday evening. A free vacation; this is

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1155677605979276432006-08-16T05:33:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:48.428+08:00

My foot has gotten much better. In fact I’ve been able to play badminton. To tell you the truth, I started playing badminton even when my foot wasn’t exactly fine yet. I couldn’t help it. Ponstan was a constant companion.That first day I played was well thought out. My bandage, Bengay and my pain killers were in my bag. I even bought well cushioned badminton shoes. So I played. My stamina was all

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1155677530025050732006-08-16T05:32:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:48.353+08:00

After that crap gig I had the other week, I’ve come back to redeem myself big time. In my attempt to get back in the saddle, I’ve been pushing myself by playing with two bands; Overtone and Blush.I always play with Overtone so it’s nothing new. Blush however I never played with. When they asked me to play for them on the day of their gig I knew there was fun to be had. At the count off of the

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1154507764903928192006-08-02T16:36:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:48.278+08:00

There are a lot of things in the past month that I haven’t blogged about yet, but I just had to write about last night. Last night was the worst, let me repeat, worst performance I have ever given. I was playing like a retard.We were at Capone’s last night for the weekly Tuesday gig. I set up properly and all or the usual crap kit of the place. First song was “Hold On” by Good Charlotte.

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1154194905405449482006-07-30T01:41:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.914+08:00

I’m back! Yeah I know it’s been a while since my last entry. I’ve been pretty busy with gigs everyday of the workweek. As much as I’ve wanted to update my blog, the few moments that I have not performing I try to get as much sleep and rest as I can.As I said I’ve been gigging a lot. This week alone I had eight gigs in the span of five days. Three of them all took place yesterday; how’s that for

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1152089052034091092006-07-05T16:44:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.840+08:00

We have a new member of the family; a new puppy. His name is Judas. We got him last Sunday. He’s half pit bull and half mongrel. That makes him….mongrel I guess. He’s adjusting well to his new surroundings. Wicca, our other dog, has taken him as her own. They’re inseparable now.TITLE: DIAMOND DOGS – DAVID BOWIE

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1152087464072404622006-07-05T16:17:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.757+08:00

Funny, these past few days I’ve been so caught up in World Cup fever (go Italy!) that I now understand all the satires about women becoming “widows” during American football games. Granted the sports are different, the reactions are the same. Guys are just so focused on what’s happening on screen, nothing else matters. It’s as if you peel your eyes away from the game for a split-second, you might

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1151386747632285832006-06-27T13:39:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.668+08:00

A band is like any relationship, it’s got to be worked on. Some go better than others, some require more attention. Yet being in a band is something I’ve always loved and something I see myself being in for a long time.Yesterday we’ve cleared the air between the members, and hopefully have set us back on track. A talk was due and couldn’t be avoided. Let’s hope that episode is now over so we can

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1151065139333450322006-06-23T20:18:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.582+08:00

My foot is messed up, or I should say still messed up. That tequila-swimming pool incident some two months ago really got me. I thought it was getting better but two weeks ago I did the stupid thing and walk around Mall of Asia in flip flops. Genius!I still can’t play badminton. I want to play badly. I still go to the court during games only to umpire or sit on the bench. In between games I

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1150271682102022472006-06-14T15:54:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.487+08:00

Game on! After waiting for four years, the World Cup has finally started; 32 national teams going after the holy grail of football. Lives will be put on hold, work will be shoved aside, and mucho beer will be consumed. Does the drama tell you I’m a fan?I used to play football (soccer to all you Americanized folk) some few eons ago. Started playing in grade two and played all the way up till I

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1148700067402853152006-05-27T11:21:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.411+08:00

What started as a very good month is turning out to be a nightmare. We lost three gigs because of different reasons. Besides the obvious financial hit the band is going to take, it keeps us vacant. Vacant means we’re not playing; not getting our music out.First to go was Yellow Pepper, formerly Yaku. They called us early in the month saying that they’re having problems with the building with

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1147674324124507412006-05-15T14:25:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.334+08:00

It’s good to be playing drums more often. We now have a regular “full-band” setup gig on Saturdays at Strumm’s. As much as I enjoy it, I’ve been having a problem with my playing. You see, I’ve been so used to playing cajon for so long that my drum kit chops have deteriorated. I actually notice all the flaws in my playing; especially in my fills.Yesterday I finally got to tag along with Chris to

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1146734860280746262006-05-04T17:27:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.260+08:00

Right now on the “Movie Plus” channel, the movie “That Thing You Do” is airing. I have a soft spot for this movie. Sure it doesn’t make my top 10 list of favorite movies (I have to wonder), but I can so relate to it.Everyone by now knows what the movie is about so I won’t go into details. I see so many similarities with what I’ve gone through in the music biz, even some of the personal quirks and

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1146642219787706322006-05-03T15:43:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.185+08:00

I’m starting to amass a good collection of Belgian beer bottles. Every time I go to Beers Paradise, I take home at least two new ones. However, bottles aren’t the only reason I’ve been having a fascination with Belgian beers. Recently, I’ve grown a healthy respect for beer.Beer is such a great beverage when you actually sit down to appreciate it. When drank properly (there’s a whole ritual to it)

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1146456050976106132006-05-01T12:00:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.107+08:00

One of my dogs died the other day. He died right after my father’s fifth death anniversary. That’s why I’ve been in a somber mood lately. My dog, whose name changes all the time (his last name was Baduy), was just like me: fat, lazy and white. All he did was eat and sleep. He had it good. Whenever I’d get home from a gig he’d greet me at the gate or try to see me through my window. I miss that

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1146455620594684652006-05-01T11:53:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:47.034+08:00

As some of you know, horror movies have been a fascination of mine for quite a long time. Recently I’ve been able to enjoy a lot thanks to my South Side friends. Asian horror is still the way to go. Nothing creeps you out better than the images and sounds that these films put into your head. You’ll be looking over your shoulder way after you’ve watched. Jumping at every sound you hear. I’ve gone

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1146454865758880152006-05-01T11:41:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:46.956+08:00

The South, Alabang in particular, has been my haven for the past few weeks. I hang out with a cool group of friends from the area: Deng, Aimee and JP (of course Tito, Jay and Val are there too). Be it pizza night, hang out at the mall, down a few suds, watch a movie (we watch a lot of horror movies); this group is up to the task.  No worries except for what to do next? That’s the way things

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1146453869766632392006-05-01T11:24:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:46.874+08:00

I haven’t buzzed in for quite sometime. My head hasn’t been in the mood to write. Today though I thought I’d give it another shot. Just forgive me if I ramble.I’ve been in an introspective state of late. Assessing what’s been going on with me and trying to get my head back on straight. I’ve realized so many things and it’s been enough to keep me sane. I’ve even changed some routines and habits

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The moment came, and the moment went. At that instant, he was wounded. All his hopes gone he turned inward. With the addition of the pain and frustration from other events he exploded. Lashed out at everyone, anger was radiating off him. Instead of the paradise he sought to deliver, he became the snake that took it away.The inevitable happened, conflict. Sparked by insensitive comments, the fuse

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This confirmed his most dreaded moment. Proof was finally there. He has discussed this with his friend in detail before.“You have to know that sooner or later it’s going to happen. I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it.” That’s what his friend said.He replied “I’m a pessimist. I’ve known all along that I wouldn’t make it. I’m still there just because I have nowhere to go anyway. I know I won’

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1144815618373654462006-04-12T12:20:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:46.635+08:00

So much of his power, so much he gave up. Gave it out like an unending stream of goodness. Unfortunately people abused it. Got so used to him being there whenever they needed him, they took him for granted. He never failed them, at least not to his knowledge.As if coming out of a deep slumber, the thought of just stopping everything popped into his head. “It’s the only way to be safe. Disappear.”

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The tension of the cable threatened to snap under the immense pressure. He somehow knew this point would arrive despite whatever preparations were made. Thankfully he did have a plan “B”, though it was one he didn’t want to use.Sensing the urge to do something, he spoke aloud and told himself “Do it man for your sake, lest you get dragged down to the bottom. It was doomed from the very start to

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I feel the cogs turning. The time for the big fall I predicted a few months ago is drawing near. Signs are all around. Some even deliberately hidden from me; yet I see. I take solace in the fact that as I wait for the moment I know I dread, I can distract myself with the company of new friends. I’ve stated what I’ve felt; stated as a joke, yet undeniably true. The coming days will be trying, but

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Everything seems peachy on the outside. When I’m out and having fun, all is good. It’s when I’m alone or when my mind starts to think, that’s the problem. I don’t know where I am. I’m paranoid about the smallest of things; thinking that there are forces at work that I don’t see. I’m a conspiracy theory onto myself. I don’t ever seem to be satisfied with the reasons that are brought to bear. I

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1144298652611189572006-04-06T12:44:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:46.316+08:00

Last Tuesday I was called by a friend to do a commercial. I haven’t recorded one for a while so I was naturally excited; even more when I found out what the concept was. As of the moment, I can’t disclose exactly what product the ad was for but I’ll share with you what I was doing that made it really fun.The concept of the commercial is something ala “Stomp”. It had me playing different rhythms

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For the past few weeks we’ve been playing at this bar in Alabang Town Center called “Soma” (pronounced with a long O). It’s a small lounge that’s frequented by a mixed crowd. A percentage is ex-pats; de-stressing after work, and kids killing time before they head to their shift at a call center. The owner, Dre (I think that’s how he spells it), is an American who actually tends the bar. His dad

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1143103617451066242006-03-23T16:46:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:46.164+08:00

McDonald’s should be considered its own food group. I can’t seem to get sick of it. When I need to eat or just kill time, I go to one. I’ve been doing that for the longest time and I foresee that I’ll keep doing that. Sure it can’t be healthy, but it just tastes so good.TITLE: DRIVE-THRU – TENACIOUS D

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1142840414108886502006-03-20T15:40:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:46.087+08:00

Feel the heat. My room is like an oven. It’s a sure sign that summer is here. Not to mention that everyone is talking about going to the beach. I’m just happy that I’ll get to hang with my friends more; bonus that it’s out of town.Beach trips to me are a chance to hang on the shore at night, under a starry sky, telling stories while drinking some suds. I know it’s the opposite of what most people

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1142495942695635532006-03-16T15:59:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.989+08:00

Not to come out like an alcoholic or anything, but recently I’ve been obsessed with beer. Mind you, not just any beer but Belgian beer. It’s all because of this place in Makati called “Beers Paradise” (trivia: Beers Paradise is what they call Belgium because of the multitude of different beers available. It isn’t just a crappy name for the pub). This place serves no food, but the selection of

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1142274979125268272006-03-14T02:36:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.915+08:00

Bad vibes going around; I’m feeling it. So many things I feel, and on other issues I should have said certain things; too bad emotion clouded my thinking. It might have been for the better. TITLE: BAD IS BAD – HUEY LEWIS AND THE NEWS

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1142272653327612122006-03-14T01:57:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.839+08:00

I hate fence sitters. The people who don’t take sides; trying to be neutral. You can be right or wrong, but choose a side.  I’ll have more respect for you that way. Arguing to be for this camp or that I can respect; but to argue to be neutral? Thinking only of yourself and keeping the safe ground? Take a stand.TITLE: SITTING, WAITING, WISHING – JACK JOHNSON

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1142271938259691642006-03-14T01:45:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.757+08:00

I’m one of those hopeless romantics that believe you always want to be with the person you love. Every minute, every second; I wait for the next opportunity to be with my object of affection. I’m not the only one like this. I know of several others who think the same. There are however, people who don’t share this mindset. They can only be with someone, even if they like them, for only so long;

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I feel like I’m obsolete. It has nothing to do with age, nor does it have anything to do with capabilities. It just seems like I lack purpose these days.I sometimes have the sense of having been opened, used then discarded; like a disposable product. My worth is simply a temporary thing; expiring when the need or usefulness is mute.I’ve got to keep things in check. Let things pan out on their own

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1141496937219708562006-03-05T02:28:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.610+08:00

There are so many things that we take for granted. We tend to think that we are entitled to have what we have simply because they’ve always been there. We even abuse some of these without thought of the ramifications. However, when these things are finally taken away we realize how crippled or incomplete we are.What am I getting to? Well, I’m currently injured. There’s a gauze bandage wrapped

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1141159481415926352006-03-01T04:44:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.535+08:00

Reality check, I want it to go this way. I’m not expecting it to go that way. I’m not resting my hopes on it. I’m a realist. If something else comes along, I'll go with it. For now however, this is all I have. It's both difficult and gratifying. For now, I'll take it. What do I have to lose?TITLE: THE BEST OF WHAT’S AROUND – DAVE MATTHEWS BAND    

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Yesterday during lunch, my brother and I were having a discussion about treating your girl friends when you guys are out. He contended that it isn’t necessary and doesn’t feel obliged to do it just because they’re girls. To a point I agree with him. It isn’t necessary but, I do anyway because I want to. There’s the operative phrase, I want to.When I’m with my girl friends I occasionally treat

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1139815161762613672006-02-13T15:19:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.376+08:00

I have this favorite shirt that I use only at home (pambahay) that my mother, come to think of it everyone, thinks is worthy of being a rag. It’s full of holes, tattered in some areas, thin enough to see through it. I just love the shirt. It fits on me almost like a second skin. I’ve had this shirt since high school (when it was still new) and have worn it to sleep since. I know the end of this

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1139675131351721542006-02-12T00:25:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.301+08:00

I’ve waited over a week (two if you think about it) before I wrote this entry. After more than two and a half years of playing there, we closed Yaku down last January 26. It was both a very fun night, and a sad one. A lot of the people that helped make Overtone what it is now were all there. We even did three sets just because it was a special night.Yaku holds a place in my band life that

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1139029306993679282006-02-04T13:01:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.224+08:00

Have you ever wondered about the choices you’ve made in the past? Specifically the turning points in your life where you know you decisions will take you one way and away from another? Once you go down one path, there’s no coming back (well there are extreme cases where you can). I just end up quoting a famous bunny by saying “I should have taken a left turn at Albuquerque” when that happens. I’

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1138984465485442672006-02-04T00:34:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.153+08:00

I’m having fun. Don’t know the last time I felt this way. For once, I actually feel special. I could be thinking too much and imagining, most likely. But for the moment, all is good. Alas, I know it is but temporary.TITLE: SPECIAL - GARBAGE

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1138685811919724522006-01-31T13:36:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.076+08:00

There are a few words that have been buzzing around my head for one reason or another these past few days. I thought I’d put them down.Hope, unconditional, loyalty, cycle, gratitude, reciprocate, niggle, friendship, love, issues, indifferent…Just a few that I can remember at the moment. TITLE: WORDS – MISSING PERSONS          

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1138171966777510072006-01-25T14:52:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:45.000+08:00

No rest for the weary. This week we’re swamped, so much for trying to rest and get well. I still have that nasty cough (but thanks Bambi for bringing Pei Pa Koa over, hopefully that’ll fix me up). It’s only Wednesday but I feel like all my energy is already spent.So much has happened already. We recorded a few more tracks for our album last Monday (got really sloshed afterwards and ended up

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1137738550326237562006-01-20T14:29:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:44.916+08:00

The past few days have been much better for me than last week. I’m back in communication with most people that mean something to me and I’ve got a much better disposition now. I am however still sick with a nasty cough and a on-again-off-again cold. Hopefully things will even look better soon.TITLE: BETTER - HOOBASTANK

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1137350891114691632006-01-16T02:48:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:44.846+08:00

A friend of mine once told me that my expectations play a role on how I act and react to people. Thinking about it (believe me, I’ve thought about it a lot), I agree. I’ve been disappointed because of certain things that I wouldn’t have thought others would do, and it’s getting to me.I’ve had to reevaluate my perceptions of some of the people I’ve considered the closest to me. It’s been difficult

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1137325404635668662006-01-15T19:43:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:44.734+08:00

I feel awful. I’m under the weather right now. Got a bad case of the cough and a bit of the sniffles. My head is heavy too. I’d sleep but my cough keeps me awake. As Debbie told me last night “Sucks to be sick”; I totally agree with her. Last night's gig didn’t help either. We played an open air wedding reception in Tagaytay. The cold air mixed with the hot stage lights were wrecking havoc on

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1137138283141742812006-01-13T15:44:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:44.653+08:00

I should lighten up. I’ve been telling my friends that for the longest time yet, here I am now ignoring my own advice. Lately you see I’ve been rather jumpy. Not physically but mentally/emotionally. The slightest nudge here and my mind wanders. Sometimes I zone out; other times my mind goes to overdrive.I need to be calm right now. I realize that I should learn to go with the flow. I used to. A

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1137005108496149742006-01-12T02:45:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:44.577+08:00

Probably isn’t true but I can’t help but feel like my friendship has been taken advantage of. Probably isn’t true but I feel like being close to me was a means to and end. Maybe I was there out of convenience. Or maybe something better came up thus things changed. I can appreciate those who are loyal and are sincere; those that take the time to touch base and remember that I was once a close

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1136827601968055742006-01-10T01:26:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:44.504+08:00

Hey buddy, slap the brakes. Keep yourself in check. You be wary, you might get into trouble. You’re not all that you’re cracked up to be. Get real. Take a step back. Now!TITLE: WARNING SIGN - COLDPLAY

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1136789485668295242006-01-09T14:51:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:44.431+08:00

I have to admit something (which a while back I think I already did), I enjoy coming to the rescue. There’s just some gratification I get trying to help a friend through a rough patch. Maybe this is some delusion or fantasy of mine to be a knight-in-shining-armor, or be some sort of superhero. I would jump in harm's way for a friend (count how many clichés I’ve used in just 63 words).This has

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1136393580987808562006-01-05T00:53:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:44.357+08:00

Why does everyone always assume something is bugging you when you become distant? Again the “star” mode thing hit me the other day and it worried the hell out of my friends. Well I guess I can’t blame them as I’d probably think the same if another person went diva-ish all of a sudden.When I enter that "star" mode, it really isn’t because of any particular problem; it just happens. What I think of

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You ever notice that during the holidays you receive a lot of these texts with seemingly profound, often long winded, highly insincere feeling messages? Well there was one that I got that I just had to share with you. Read it and you’ll know why I just had to write about it.“may those who love us, love us. and those that dnt love us, may God turn their hearts. and if he cant turn their hearts,

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I’ve retreated to my dark place. I’m enjoying it while at the same time hating it. This is a mood swing if ever I’ve experienced one. My post “Superstar” talked about my entering into what Tito called “star mode”.  Getting into it is random. It just happens. I never plan it. When in the darkness my mind works.  Not always thinking of good thoughts, sometimes working on delusions of grandeur. If

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1136174530711169352006-01-02T12:02:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:44.125+08:00

I have a friend going through a very rough time right now. I don’t like seeing my friends suffer. It irks me that I can’t do anything to really help. I hate it.TITLE: TEA AND SYMPATHY – JARS OF CLAY

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1136132125378503532006-01-02T00:15:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:44.045+08:00

Why do I subject myself to this? I know nothing will come out of it. Am I still hoping against hope that what I’m doing counts as something? Who am I kidding? Or am I believing my own PR on the misunderstood thing?It shouldn’t matter. I know what I’m doing has no bearing. I was warned. I didn’t listen. If all of this blows up in my face, it’s an “I told you so” moment. I can only blame myself.

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1136049284571674882006-01-01T01:14:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:43.968+08:00

Happy new year everyone! Just finished celebrating the calendar change with my family. Now I’m getting ready to party! More updates as soon as I sober up! TITLE: THE NEW YEAR – DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

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Ok. I think I’ve confirmed it. My playing drums is connected to the attitude I have at that particular moment. Let me explain that. As my last entry stated, I’ve been feeling pretty bad-tempered recently, yet my drumming has been fantastic. Well, last night I decided to let go of my crabbiness and I felt good. My drumming totally tanked though.Tito said that I should have a “star” mode. That’s

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I know I promised to update you on all the festivities this season has brought but, I’m not done partying yet, so no updates on that. In the meantime, I’m writing something more for me than anything else. You see, my blog is lets me take a step away from myself and see my thoughts, my actions, my feelings from a third person perspective. That way when I need insight I can look at things from a

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Merry Christmas everyone!I’ll give you an update on what I did during the break when I’m finished partying!TITLE: THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR – IN MEMORY

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I’m talking music here; I hate the blues. Wait, let me quantify that. I hate jamming the blues. I hate listening to others jam the blues. I get bored. Not to mention I think that it’s an excuse to jam with never ending solos. I’m encountering more and more people (not musicians) asking to jam the “slow” blues which I hate the most. There was one time long ago that I was with Debbie, and we

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1134729417410274712005-12-16T18:36:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:43.362+08:00

Did nothing this afternoon but fix and upload pictures to my multiply account. At least now there’s something in it. Funny thing with the pictures, there are a lot of them I don’t remember taking or being taken. I guess that’s the price you pay when you drink too much.TITLE: TAKE A PICTURE - FILTER

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I know that my last post was already about helping you, my friends, find something for me this Christmas, but I found a better list for you guys. It’s even longer so you have more choices on what to get me. See? I love all of you that much!MAKE ME HAPPY!!!TITLE: THE GIFT – JIM BRICKMAN

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Since I love all of you friends of mine so much, I will make it easy for you to find me a gift for Christmas. Simply click on the link below and take your pick. I will be happy with any of your choices (ignore the last category).SHOW ME LOVE!!!TITLE: ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS – JOHN WAITE

Frankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452122304228148863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512327.post-1134409306057568852005-12-13T01:41:00.000+08:002006-10-23T00:19:43.148+08:00

Last Friday was a really different gig. Overtone was in Eastwood to play for the K-Lite Christmas show. K-Lite knowing how whacked (or good) we are, they assigned us to play a whole set of Christmas songs. Overtone rarely turns down a challenge. In typical Overtone style, we did the Christmas songs our own way. This was almost a disaster from the start. We had to study songs left and right. We

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I find it so ironic that a lot of the people I see at Capone’s try to show themselves off as people they aren’t. Take for example the guys that come on before we play there every Tuesday, the Top Dogs.For those of you lucky enough not to know the Top Dogs, they record their podcast in Capone’s. They dedicate their show to “getting the guy laid the fastest way possible” (actually that’s easy, pay

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Finally! After two months of waiting, PLDT re-connected my DSL last Friday. For those of you who didn’t know, I’ve gone sans broadband since we transferred to my new house last September. I’ve been living on dialup all this time (hence the lack of blog updates). I’ve got to make up lost time; so many things to download. Got to go!TITLE: CONNECTED – STEREO MC’S

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Tito and I are now certified athletes. We even have the papers to prove it. No we’re not part of the SEA Games. Last Sunday we joined our first badminton tournament. It was funny, we had minimal sleep (actually, Tito didn’t have any) because we had a gig that ended late the night before and we got scheduled to play at 8:30 AM.Our first game was at the main court. That’s where the officials are,

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Everyday I find myself doing the same thing. I get up, watch TV while checking mail, look for any of my friends to chat with then eat. Once in a while I also retreat to the comfort of my bed. There’s got to be more to this.I got to get my butt moving. I actually have a lot of things to do; one of which is renew my license. I’ve been driving expired for two months already. I need to shake myself

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I’ve had a lot of discussions recently with friends about topics ranging from relationships, career and life in general. What I notice is that everything can be made better by trying to stick to one rule; keep it simple.Keeping things simple was always a thing of mine. I don’t like complications. I find that I get into trouble when things get too complicated (just check my blog posts from two

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After three weeks I finally got my iPod back from Apple. They replaced it with a totally brand new one. So now I have a pristine 4G U2 iPod. Too bad it didn’t make it to Boracay but I’m happy nonetheless. Now I need new headphones.TITLE: BRING EM BACK ALIVE – AUDIOSLAVE

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This is my second attempt to write the long overdue Boracay trip blog entry. I started one this afternoon but decided to scrap it because it was way too long on the first day alone. I decided that I’d do it over and just put the highlights in (actually this is even shorter than I planned because Word crashed on me; I had to recover the text making me even lazier to write a long entry).This was my

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I’m way behind on updating the blog. I’ve been lazy to do it because I’m still on dial up (fricking PLDT), and my mind is still in Boracay. I promise I’ll write about the Bora trip soon. I’ll just have to pry myself out of bed.Now I go take a nap.TITLE: LATE – KANYE WEST

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After several years of waiting, I’m finally going to Boracay. Sure my ankle is sore (injured it during badminton), never mind that I lack sleep; I’m going to have a good time. Just waiting for Tito to pick me up, and then we’re off! See you when I get back!TITLE: ISLAND IN THE SUN - WHEEZER

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