awit

August 23rd, 2005 by fireproof

I sit listening to some homegrown music I’m trying to fit into

Longing to hear songs worthy to be called our own

Raising the flag of the music we play

Patriotism some may call it

Lifting our spirits calling to the Most High for the grace as we seek excellence

Some music to love

Some music to look back to

Music that’s ours

For the love of music we play

To give others the hope

A future to look to

A past to look back at

A sacrifice

A legacy

For the love of music we play

Come home as we raid the palace of the pirates we seek

Killing prosperity

Denying time of its existence can we?

But that’s the only thing that won’t change

I wish we find now the music we long to play

nobody jams with me…

August 21st, 2005 by fireproof

where is you, little drummer boy blue?
of to some province leaving, to a terrain far and new?
where is you, singing sally sue?
lately famous and famously late come you?

no, nobody jams with these brothers two.
except the punk ph queer and the gay comsci sessionist, too.
where has they gone, where is they off to?
leaving behind alone these brothers two.

they play and they play, yet to no avail
no drummer drums and no singer wails
these brothers two sit lonely and pale
as they realize how empty is the music they play…

~jam naman tayo, yung seryosong, kumpletong jam…

missing..

August 10th, 2005 by fireproof

flightless ego-centric mind
lifting twisting from behind
i look above i look into..
inside my realm of dreams and hue

i see my shame i see my face
and this world i need my space
im lost in the things i do
falling far behind from you

praise me..
dont change me..
im missing myself for you
console me..
dont fool me..
im missing my world for you..

fly me wings of flightless angels
im a leaf who dangles
in  my dreams i wonder
can i hold much longer

i miss
you the most
i miss
you the most..

–ilian

jamming with the oompa loompa

August 7th, 2005 by fireproof

yesterday was jamming day yet i was not there.  yesterday was canton day yet i was nowhere.  yesterday was saturday, today is sunday.  tomorrow is monday and i go to ilian’s lair.

no, yesterday i was not there,
yesterday i was nowhere. 
and i regret to say,
that despite my dismay,
i have cut short my hair.

yesterday i saw johnny
johnny and charlie and willy.
and i saw deep roy who
sang as himself a song or two.

damn, oompa loompa song and dance numbers are creepy.
-pepe

promiscuity

July 20th, 2005 by fireproof
we’re in this part of our lives already.. the part where cannot be by ourselves. people surround us for no reason at all. we try to escape, but we can’t. forever will we be trapped in this world of apathy and desolution. there would be no end or peace in sight for our bleak futures. what chance do we have, 5 nimble-minded specks, in this whole universe? hope? do not look for hope when there is doubt in your mind. respite? only the forgiveing shall grant you it. escape.. escape is our answer..
KAYA  MAGBANDA NA LANG TAYO!!!!!!
mabuhay ang fireproofcaloy.
—ilian

faithless

June 28th, 2005 by fireproof

misunderstood you are by the world that surrounds you, or is it the other way around?

always you have something to say but everybody thinks otherwise

do you know where you stand?

And you wonder what happened to forgotten dreams as you wait in silence

And you wonder what ever happened to me

Can you lose what you never had?

it is ironic at times how life wouldn’t give us the only things we ever wanted

and you spend so much time looking for your piece of happiness

cause that’s all you ever wanted, what you ever wanted

maybe we’ve been looking in all the wrong places

and faithless we become

lyrics by ryan advincula

composed by fireproof caloy

grey

June 28th, 2005 by fireproof

it’s said and done     now you’re already gone     grey skies ahead     now i’m left     with this song     it’s not the same     without you in my head     i’ll go insane     the loneliness in my bed     i’m all alone     in my shadow of pain …

casue you left me here when you decide to go, i cried a tear but you never hear, and you left me standing out here on my own and i am left with nothing but sorrow and fear

you set to leave    now my world turn to dust     i cried a tear     but you were never around     in all those years     and you left me standing still … 

why did you have to go away? oh, why did it have to end this way? why did you have to say goodbye? Why? why, why…

lyrics by ilian eusebio

composed by fireproof caloy

ang muling pagbabalik ng comeback king

June 27th, 2005 by fireproof

words will not suffice to describe the joy of passionately playing the music which you love most.  the beauty that the soul expresses is most evident in the vibe that the rhythm of the song brings forth.  the melody of the mind is the key to the mysteries of memories.  madness turns into genius as the music plays the band.  one, two, three, FOUR, five…six, seven, eight, NINE, ten…

in tagalog: astig tumugtog…sana, sa mga friendsters namin na hindi kami siniseryoso, mapanood niyo kami sa aming gig, every 23 years sa bahay ni kat sa makati…salamat.

-el baho de banda

nawawala na ang chunkEE..

June 6th, 2005 by fireproof

nasan na yung kanta? ang ganda pa naman nun, ehem ehem. post na natin lahat ng kanta dito, yaan mo na kung sino mang mga putangna gusto kumuha nun! sa impyerno naman sila masusunog e. kat, pa post ha, salamat. hehe..

purgatoryo..

May 30th, 2005 by fireproof

eto.. mainit.. dimo malaman kung langit o impyerno.. ano ba nangyayari? nakakalito.. nalalango.. usok.. alak.. iba pang bisyo.. di naman ito ang itinadhana ni super-terrific action star hero na si Da King. minsan may liwanag, pero madalas nasa dilim. anong klaseng bahay ba naman ito, kung hindi bilog, lapad, kung hindi lapad, mahaba leeg. bakit ganun? minsan, gusto ko na nga lang paglamayan ang sarili kong apdo e. o kaya iprito na lang ang bituka, nang may makain naman. bakit? ala ba pagkain sa ref? di ko kasi tinitingnan. ang gulo ng buhay ko. laging nasa gitna, wala namang kakampi. siguro ito talaga nakatakda sa akin, sa pagtilaok ng manok ni san Pedro, siguro buhay ko yung kinahig. hindi lang yun, natuka pa. peste. di pa nagtutugma oras, bakit ang tao di makuha ang gusto? bakit pag nabali leeg ko patay? masubukan nga.. pautang naman ng nylon cord. teka, kaya ba ako ng kalang ng kisame? punyetang diet to, hindi gumagana. peste, asan na ba yung pambukas ko ng bote, makinom n nga lang ng cok. napaksarapa talaga ng cok. malinamnam ang cok. nakakapawi ng uhaw ang cok. bakit ba "e" na lang sa dulo, diko pa malagay? lasing na ata ako, o kaya sabog, o kaya wasted.. hindi, stress lang to sabi ng pusher sa kanto. pusher ba mga kaibigan ko? e punyeta pala, mga gago pala yung mga yun e.. barilin ko kaya ng m-16? lumabas kaya laman-loob nila pag binaril ko sila? siguro no. masakit kaya yun? ang baka ba pag nanganak ibig sabihin di na virgin? langya, ang labo non no, immaculate concepcion, holy cow, jesus calf. putsa.. ayos.. kaya pala nasa purgatoryo ako e. -ilian