More Anti-Cueshe Stuff

Check out Cueshe’s entry at Uncyclopedia, the website that has prevented me from updating this blog for the last few hours. Dang, even I’m not that mean. The site itself is a satire though, so fans better not throw a hissy-fit. Also something to be read is their entry on Filipinos, which is sad and stereotypical, yet partially true.

On Callalily and the Pogi Rock Phenomenon

Against my better judgment, I decided to listen to Callalily’s new album, Fisheye. Gaining massive popularity because of a big debut single Stars, the band now has legions of fans and strong album sales. They also have a male contingent calling for their heads. People would most likely put me in the latter party. After all, I’ve lambasted them time and time again. They are getting highly undue spotlight and are depriving more deserving bands of it as well. Still, when everything is all said and done, is all the badmouthing for all of this commotion well-deserved?

On Disbanding Rock Acts and the Pinoy Rock Implosion

In the past half-year or so, many a good rock act has disbanded due to various reasons. You have Narda, who broke up after the pressures of constant defections and lineup shake-ups, ending a promising run that climaxed with Discotillion, perhaps the band’s most well-received album. You also have Sheila and the Insects, wherein disenchantment within the band basically caused the hiatus or perhaps the end of the band that brought us the albums Tangible Rhymes, Plastic Eyes, Static Minds, Manipulator, and Flowerfish. Dicta License is gone too, after releasing just one studio LP. Orange and Lemons, as much as I dislike them, are gone as well, after just releasing what NU107 called its album of the year. You’d think that those bands all had bright or at least promising futures ahead of them, and it is depressing to think of what might have been.

Why Pogi Rock is Even More Awful Than Boybands

Does everybody remember boybands? F4 was the last big one here in the Philippines (I think) and it made the girls go gaga. You know, the those guys who sung awful ballads that were in turn sung by young females everywhere? I’m sure the Backstreet Boys and N’Sync must still resonate in your head, if only for the sheer agony their songs caused you at the height of their popularity. Well, good riddance to them.

Unfortunately, a new scourge is now dominating the airwaves, much to my chagrin. That is