Update: Euphony

New set of songs for the new week ahead--
Click here to listen:
Euphony

issue #160

Alright for Filipino band geeks, PULP may sound familiar to you guys. It's like the official magazine and promoter in the Philippines for local bands and those all around the world. It's like a manual for people who have the capability to appreciate real music with meaningful lyrics and guitar riffs only musicians with god-given talents can produce. In other words, it's like the BIBLE.

This may not seem like a big deal to everyone who's reading this, BUT, it is to me.

My tweet, from my words that came out of my brain, was featured on this month's issue of PULP. YES. THE LATEST SPECIAL COLLECTOR'S EDITION ISSUE OF PULP MAGAZINE. It was insane. I literally screamed for like a whole two minutes before sinking it all in. THEY KNOW I EXIST. 

I FUCKING LOVE THEM. 

I REALLY DO. 

2014 has been such a really good year, and this just made it better. Sorry for wasting your time but seriously this is really a big deal for me. I mean it was mind blowing. Casually browsing through the pages and literally seeing your name on the feature section. For me it's like knowing Santa really does exist. Best Christmas ever.

I'M STILL FANGIRLING.


HOW DO I STOP.

If you wanna know why I love this magazine, check out their website: PULP

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For people who want to experience more out of life, concerts often serve as the perfect choice. As the crowd of pumped up ravers rush through the doors, the sounds of their stomping feet makes you invigorated and energized as it goes louder and louder blaring throughout the concert hall. The streaming kaleidoscopic lights set the perfect illusion that undoubtedly invites you in and makes you anxious for the live performance. Just as the crew initiates sound check, you can hear those fans as eager as bridegrooms, screaming out their much awaited musicians’ names. The speakers, the size of London’s telephone booths, along with the widescreens that make you feel like a tiny spec, gives off the countdown that the show’s about to begin at last! Excitement sets in, not only the echoes from those screaming throats fill the room, but also the camera flashes that almost seem like you’re watching the stars. The climactic moment arrives and the artist that you’ve been waiting for a long tedious time which probably feels like forever, is finally in front of your own eyes within a shouting distance. Those songs, as flawless as a work of art, take you to another place until you get lost in the crowd. The guitar riffs spontaneously carry you away, as the vocalist passionately plays through the chords. The bass creates the perfect beat with the drums, until everyone dances along with it. There’s this unexplainable tingling sensation throughout that whole two hours and the next thing you know, they’re onto their last and final song. The illusion ends along with show, just as everything goes back to its sanity. There’s something about concerts that makes you crave for more, the same way you feel when you want something more out of what life has to offer. 

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