Archive for May, 2014

French Wives :: Younger

Posted: May 14, 2014 in Songs

French Wives :: Younger
Available on Amazon: MP3 | Album

I walk these crowded hallways
I curse the ground beneath my seat
I’m on my faded glamour
I feel ungracious in defeat

Some days in LA are better than others. Some days, I can dance on the sidewalks- slightly slick from the rain, glistening with the lights from random marquees. Some days, I hunch over and hurry along, unwilling to make eye contact and cringing when someone tries a pickup line on me. Some days I’m bursting to full with dreams. Some days they’re dashed on my feet. But that’s all part of the experience.

It’s an experiment
It’s not a masterpiece
You will discover this
You will eventually

Yesterday is what I’d consider a near perfect day in LA at this particular stage in my life. It was an invigorating mix of exercise, work, play and a kind of magic you can’t find anywhere else but here. I want to say that every day should be like this but as wonderful as that would be, I don’t want to stagnate. I just want to savor the moment and file it away to remember later. (more…)


Deluka :: Home

Posted: May 8, 2014 in Songs

Deluka :: Home
Available on Amazon: MP3

The last few weeks have gotten me thinking about the places I call “home.” Depending on the context, “home” for me can mean the Philippines, except when I’m there, it’s the USA. It’s Japan- Shibuya, Ikebukuro, Osaka. It’s the beach, Disneyland, Laguna, Hollywood. It’s my parents’ house. My girlfriend’s. My truck. Forever my truck. It’s a set of keys, a wagging tail, a face, a smile, a laugh. That’s when this song, if you’ll excuse the pun, really hit home for me.

In the bright white, of the headlights
Bouncing off the edge of the sky
Your Energy, dancing around me
Keeps me warm it keeps me alive…

I’d heard the song off and on since it came out, since Deluka started to sing it at live shows. Without a doubt, one of my favorite local bands, I make a point to see at least 1 out of every 4 shows, especially now that I’m in Hollywood.

You feel like a place to sleep when it’s late
Somewhere I can close my eyes.
When the world went cold you were brighter than gold
We built this City overnight…

It started with one person, someone I’d really only known a short time, offering me sanctuary at a time when my head was in flux. Admittedly, there are days when I still question this friendship. There’s no logic to it, just a gut feel. Maybe that’s the point. However it turns out, I’m eternally grateful for the roof over my head.

In our safe house, we built out
Chasing every high every dream.
We switch off, the voices
Trying to tell us who we should be

The concept of a person instead of a place being “home” to me is not a new one. (more…)