San Lorenzo, Senorita and smiles...spanish songs...blurting out loudly every weekend in that speaker all over the place around their open wide terrace facing the swimming pool. old romantic songs. see our senorito is an old romantic who loves old serenades for his lady love, our beautiful senorita, my benefactor. sad that at 60 he died of liver cancer. had an open and close operation at Makati Medical Center. There's nothing they can do, inspite of their wealth, inspite of their millions. he used to drink every night like around 6-8 beer, semi-frozen, served in a tray with that crocheted cloth around that bottle so that his hands won't feel the cold. served by his butler dengdeng a spanish man who also died shortly after him, doubly sad. dengdeng was very friendly, happy go lucky guy with all that smile. we missed them both even up to now...
Senorita's b-day is coming soon :) she is a pisces that's why maybe why we got along. i felt that i was a favorite :) i am lucky :> okay, since the special day of my virgin mary look alike spanish lady benefactor is closely edging by, i will play the most memorable music that i remember her husband loves to play for her on the air then, so brace yourself young folks for these are not your music. you're forewarned, laughs. but first i'd like to listen to my two ultimate favorites...the piano pieces of Newell Oler, "Help Me Make It Through the Night" and "You Belong to my Heart" very, very nice! now all my almost 500 music favorites too are lodged into my new dell vista computer, happiness :) let the music play...now :> and yes, these songs are for God...to help me everyday not only through the night and He always belonged to my Heart from the very start :) how about you?
the songs, my downloaded favorites will start to shuffle after...so click out if you're not happy as well, laughs. oh well. this is my blog so i'll play the music that i want, love and like :) and i go for the delivery, the melody even if it does not apply to me, although some do :> ah music, the language of the silent soul, my own definition :) and music the mask, the master of disguises or other wise, the coded words of love, hate, or what have you. music makes one crazily captured and it will make one cry. but also it hypnotizes you and all of us, sometimes :) and thanks to all music writers who are geniuses in their own rights! you entranced us with your creations, you enveloped our souls with your sad and sorrowful songs at times...you are all very important to our lives. you all make a difference to our world more than you all will ever know :> and of course the singers, the composers, the artists themselves. for without them written music is nothing...a silent piece of nothing...like words without actions, like numbers that do not match, like lies coming from the teeth of a lion, a metaphor, laughs...all false, all illusions...and nobody wants that. it is unhappiness, it is all sadness unsurpassed...for you, for me, and for all of us...a nasty game that no one wants to play including me. that's for sure...so let's not get caught with it and avoid it like a plague :) let's just go... with the music instead ...(^_~)... starting now :)
