Torture
June 29, 2009We are celebrating the town fiesta today. As in small towns, the usual perya and baratilyo are here. You can hardly see a live pig. The thing I hate most about the fiesta in small towns are the barayle or the dances. Noisy and going on until late at night, the musical fare is usually sappy and cheesy, perhaps to give reason for sweethearts to dance close to each other. Last night was a bit different. In our barangay, as early as 4 in the afternoon,loud music was already blasting and lasted until 5:30 in the morning. I could hardly sleep. To make things worse, every fourth or fifth song was this:
I was afraid that when I wake, I’d be able to sing the song from memory.
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cath, bisaya yung song. di ko rin masyado maintindihan lyrics. as for the tune, una ko yun nadinig sa divisoria kung saan may kumakanta at sinasabihan ang mga tao na bumili.
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hindi ko naintindihan ang mga words. pero bouncy ang music kaya siguro kung ako nagdadrive at naalala ko ang kantang yan, sasayaw din ako. hahaha
iba yata ang bicol namin si naga.
Posted by The Ca t at July 9, 2009, 5:38 am