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Franco Reyes on his Influences, 90’s Rock, Piracy and Ilonggo Artists


justanotherinsomniac:

So I got to talk to one of my favorite musicians. I tried to be normal but it was damn hard.

Me and my friends run a local zine where we talk about things that we all like, well mostly things that we don’t like  (and we finally got a blog! yaay). It is an eight year old zine but I only got to join them last year.  Cool bunch. I felt cool by association.

Anyway, Franco Reyes  visited to rock the opening of 55 Tinta in Iloilo. It was one of the loudest gigs I have attended, probably because of the mixed genre of artist who performed.  Franco also had a gig n Bacolod that week and we offered to drive him to the port.

We had to pretend that we are not setting him up for an interview but I guess famous musicians are prepared for that habitual “we’ll be your ride but we are not telling you that we will ambush interview you”. So we took the farthest route possible and eventually ran out of questions to ask him. I personally have prepared a lot of questions but they all mentally escaped me when I closed the backseat door. My problem when I talk is thinking about what to say next, my mouth goes blank along with my mind. Plus, I worry about my accent(play the audio file for a horrendous example). Many jokes where conjured because of my accent. To my horror, Franco also has a more distinct accent.

Overall, it went quite awkward, as expected. The bottomline is I get to talk to one of the most mysterious musicians in the Philippines, at a back of a jam-packed car in a rainy afternoon. You can tell this to my thirteen year old self who was watching Almost Famous.

Originally posted on SNEEZE:

Franco Reyes is an intriguing musician. His music seems like a remnant of the 90’s thrown in with hints of previous eras making it ear-friendly to a varied type of listeners. So when Sneeze had a chance to drive him to the port for his Bacolod gig, we let him and his road manager step into the backseat of our office. Of course we have to ask him questions.

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Sneeze: First question, nacurious kami sa influences mo. Who/what are your influences? In terms of music.

Sneeze: There’s no specific artist?

Franco: Dami. Mas nagugustuhan ko yung mga lumang genre, reggae, blues, Afro-Cuban music, basta mga luma mas romantic kasi tapos nostalgic din at influential talaga siya.

Franco: Artists? Dami din. Kung sa blues Robert Johnson, Muddy Waters. Yung era din ng grunge music, yung Soundgarden, Alice in Chains.

Sneeze: Pearl Jam?
Franco: Pearl Jam, mga ganun.

Sneeze: Kasi first time kong…

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Days of Glory Revisited


I woke up dazed at about six this morning only to realize that it was Tuesday and I should be at work that very moment if I didn’t lose track of days and if my alarm didn’t lose its purpose. No manager would ever consider accepting those unreasonable reasons so I thought of a plethora of other possibly valid excuses. I’m adequately equipped with alibi creation skill but my honesty outweighs it. I called in sick anyway and lie on the couch like a true sick person would do and tune the TV to MYX, the number one music channel in the Philippines, at least that’s what their marketing catchphrase says.

Suddenly, as if I just rode a time warp, I’m back in 2005. I used to sit on the couch the whole weekend despite my mothers plea for me to get a social life. Who needed to go out with friends when there was good music to enjoy. Pinoy alternative rock (I guess we could just call it that) saved me from the elusive dangerous bliss of reality. There were three tsunamis of OPM rock, the 80’s, 90’s and the most recent came in 2005, I was fifteen. Its rise was breathtaking and the climax was explosively glorious. What started with bands that presented themselves as bubblegum versions of Eraserheads, ended with musical maturity of The Dawn. It was an incorporation of the previous opm rock coupled with good looking vocalists and mysterious long haired bassists. Just like a plague it was contagious, every kid owned an acoustic guitar and most bands started making similar music. It became a huge bandwagon, literally, and everybody was riding it.

After four glorious years the tune gradually faded, the tide slowly subsided, all the song had been sung and the people started embracing foreign artists again. OPM rock found its way on a familiar tiresome descent. It has fallen to a coma and a few passionate musicians are hopefully reviving it. The higher it went the harder it fell and the president even mandated radio stations to air four OPM songs an hour. Fewer people come to gigs, far from the shoulder to shoulder crowd before. The evolution of OPM rock is like a big concert, the audience came flooding excitedly for the headline performer, they survived the potential deficient front acts but most left after the show and the loyal fans stayed for the encore. It is somehow bittersweet. Maybe people’s preferences change with time, or maybe every fad have to fade in obscurity.

On a positive note, the songs are still with us, they’re a constant reminder of how divine those days were.

Ang Buhay Ko ay Kanta ng Eraserheads


Nabasa nyo na ba ang Tikman ang Langit? Isang anthology para sa Eraserheads. Eto ay isa sa mga scrapped essays. Isa lang nasabi ng editor- touche.

Sasabihin ko na kaagad na ako’y hindi fan ng Eraserheads, isa lamang ako sa mga libong nakikinig at nakikita ang sarili sa storya ng kanilang mga kanta. Ako ay isa sa mga Toyang. Ako ay isa sa mga Julie Tearjerky. Hindi ako fangirl. At di rin ako groupie.

Naalala ko pa nun, five years old ako, with feelings kung kinakanta ang Pare Ko. Yun marahil ang dahilan kung bakit tingin ko sa sarili ko ay isa mga “pare ko.” Di ko pa alam nun kung gaanu kasakit yung message ng kanta. Naalala ko din 21 years old na ako, much older na pero less wiser yata. Naiintindihan ko na ang kanta hindi dahil sa magaling ako mag-analyse kundi dahi naranasan ko din ang mga customary tang-ina moments dahil sa pag-ibig. Yung mga times na beer lang ang gusto mong kasama, tapos isang kanta. Dun ko narealize, perfect translation talaga nung mga nararamdaman mo yung kanta. Tamang tama yung lyrics “Di ba tang-ina, nagmukha akong tanga.”

Despite sa mga Pare Ko episode, isa pa rin akong romantic. I love silly love songs. Pinakaborito ko yung Hard to Believe kahit na may pagkapoignant ang tono nito. Madaming love songs ang Eraserheads. Lahat yata ng phase sa pag-ibig pwedeng magkasoundtrack ng isa o mahigit pang Eheads song. Nung pasulyap sulyap ka pa lang sa hardcore rakista na mahaba ang buhok, Suntok sa Buwan is playing kahit wala kang headphones naririnig mo ang kanta. Nung sinusuyo mo na siya sabay nyong kinanta ang Ligaya. Tangna napaniwala ka na pag-ibig ay tunay. Pero katulad nung sa Tuwing Umuulan na Kapiling Ka, uulan, titila, may lilisan, may maiiwan, patapos at matatapos din ang kanta, ang kilig at ang pag-ibig. Kasunod nun isang libo’t isang daang Pare Ko moments. Fuck talaga. Pero good news may mga kaibigan ka, nagsasabing Huwag Kang Matakot at you’ll get by with a smile.

Gustong gusto ko din ang mga kanta tungkol sa samahan, kanta ng barkada ikanga. At yung mga kantang kasama nyo sa inuman, sa iyakan pati sa roadtrip. Pero meron ding kanta para sa isa sa barkada. Espesyal para sakin ang Hey Jay. Kanta namin ito para sa mga tulad ni Jay, tulad ng bestfriend ko nung high school. Isinilang silang ganyan pero sakin okay lang.

Kasabay na siguro ng pagiging romantic ang pagiging emotional or normal lang talaga sa tao ang madepress. Para yatang gustong sabihin ng buong mundo na loser ka sa lahat ng loser who ever lived. Andyan ang Maskara, pakinggan mo lang at suot mo na ulit ang maganda mong ngiti. Magic nga talaga ng mga kanta, nambobola.

Madalas akong masabihan na adik. Di naman ako nagdadrugs. Di nga ako umiinom. Okay, paminsan-minsan lang. Kasi naman skill ko na talaga ang natural high. Kasinlawak kasi ng Luzon ang imahenasyon ko. Parang sa Wishing Wells ang buhay ko ay isang napakahaba at nakakabagot na acid trip. Natatawag din akong wierdo pero pag naalala ko ang Andalusian Dog. Mas wierdo si Ely Buendia.

Sa lahat yata ng phase ng buhay mo, mga emosyon na tumubo sa puso mo, mga taong nakakasabay mo, madalas nakakainis mas madalas masaya. Lahat ng yun naisasalin ng Eraserheads sa kanta. Awesome di ba? Kasi nga ang buhay ay awesome din.

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