Indelible Nonsense.

HPBDY.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 9:40 AM

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You have no idea..

How much I want to be the first birthday greeting you'll ever receive.

How much I would love to surprise you with a birthday cake at your doorstep.

How much I want to tell you that I love you and I'll always be around.

How much I want to make you happy because I have always been your happy place, you said.

And..

How much I fear being rejected by you.

That I don't matter anymore.

That you won't appreciate these simple things I want to do for you.

But happy birthday anyway. It's your day, you don't have to be annoyed by me.

"For the love of music, for the love beat..."

This is the band's drive and motivation as they recorded their songs, compiled it in a CD and eventually launched their Deep City Lights album last June 11th of this year.

The Liberty Jam, a four-piece band composed of Nescel on guitars, Stephen on bass, Paolo on drums and Kewpee as vocals (with Benjo filling in Kewpee's absentia), was born on May 9, 2008 (with Borgy and Fred originally on bass and drums, respectively). These guys, who share the same passion and love towards music, wrote their own song lyrics and made its rhythms to come up with original compositions depicting their individual experiences, as well as the band's struggle to differ from what's already the fad and be authentic. It took them a year to write all the 8 tracks of unique sounds and melody, played these in local gigs and also got invitations to share their sounds not only in the confines of Iloilo alone but also in Aklan, Negros and Cebu. Having a lot of friends have always been their advantage because they have gained crowds during jam sessions and have eventually become their loyal supporters, a major help in the selling out of their album.

Not having a lot of financial resources, this has never been a hindrance with TLJ to record their songs. Every single penny came from their not-so abundant pockets. Some even had to do manual labor just to help in the recording. And it doesn't matter. Again, "for the love of music", coupled with prayers and support from their friends (who stayed up late with them during the recording process and provided them whatever they needed), sacrificing having to spend Christmas and New Year's with their very own loved ones, just to make everything fall in the right places -- TLJ's will and determination is, without a doubt, very remarkable.

TLJ did not make their music to be popular or to be envied by others. As far as they are concerned, they have never took advantage of anyone just to make it to where they are now. Someone who knows the real story behind these guys' hardwork and sacrifices would definitely be inspired by them. TLJ made their music to uplift Ilonggo's music scene, to represent the Ilonggos, and most importantly, to inspire other Ilonggo bands that they too can prove themselves worthy to be called musicians and artists and not merely "just another band doing a cover of another band's songs".

Despite the band's status right now, they have remained humble and continued pursuing for the best by rehearsing every chance they get in order to improve on their craft and deliver the best performances during gigs. Mr. Manager, Patrick Mabilog sees to it that disciple is imposed during practice hours (lates are not tolerated).

Because of the album launching's turn-out, TLJ is now inspired to compose their new set of songs and strive for the best to cater their supporter's and listener's needs. Hopefully, they will be able to release their next album soon (in a year or two), with fingers crossed and with prayers addressed to the Almighty.

--- We yearn for the best and your criticisms allow us room to expand on our capabilities and improve on whatever we have already been doing. ---

LTWYL.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 4:41 PM

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You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe
When you with em you meet and neither one of you even know what hit em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
Yeah them chills used to get em
Now you're getting fuckin' sick of lookin' at em
You swore you'd never hit em, never do nothin' to hurt em
Now you're in each other's face spewin' venom in your words when you spit em
You push pull each other's hair
Scratch claw hit em throw em down pin em
So lost in the moments when you're in em
It's the face that's the culprit, controls you both
So they say it's best to go your seperate ways
Guess that they don't know ya
Cause today that was yesterday
Yesterday is over, it's a different day
Sound like broken records playin' over
But you promised her next time you'll show restraint
You don't get another chance
Life is no nintendo game, but you lied again
Now you get to watch her leave out the window
Guess that's why they call it window pane

- Rihanna, Eminem.

Just Thoughts.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 6:04 PM

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I guess I'll never find somebody to love again.

The more I think about this, the more I get hopeless.

1/2.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 6:39 PM

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The Liberty Beat.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 8:04 AM

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What I've been busy with last week: Making The Liberty Jam's album packaging.

I would like to congratulate the boys for a very successful album launching last Friday, June 11th.

All your hardwork's greatly paid off. :)

Lazy Sunday.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 10:09 AM

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Sundays around the Simpas household usually starts when mom roll calls each of our names to wake us up for church. It usually is a challenge to me and my siblings to wake up since weekends are supposed to be days to laze around in bed after a long week from work and school.

Yesterday was kind of different though. I woke up earlier than expected and washed my clothes, expecting that we were supposed to hear mass in a couple of hours. But mom and dad got busy fixing broken appliances and cleaning the house that we didn't get to go anywhere at all.

Since I have already fixed my room, I helped mom clean up her closet. I found clothes, bags, wallets and stuff that she didn't use anymore. Also, old pictures she began keeping in the safe box after the uneventful flood that we experienced about 3 years ago.

I took photos of these old photos (since we don't have a scanner) after making fun of our faces. Here are some of the photos I took: