Differences and Depression

My friend Belo and I have been constantly debating about his and my musical preferences. We met during first year Architecture. We seem to have clicked right away as friends. And we would always draw together along with another friend of ours, practicing our craft and stuff. Eventually, he became the one who does the most detailed backgrounds in the history of… well, my friends. And me, I guess I was the only one who thought I could be a professional artist and shifted to Advertising with a little persuasion from another good friend of mine, Gem. Anyway, during those early years in Architecture, he and I started off with the same kind of music preference. We’d both listen to Alice in Chains, Soundgarden, FooFighters, STP, Live and several Filipino bands who were in bloom at that time like Wolfgang. So there, through the years, we were always the same until quite recently (a couple of years before… not quite recent) when I started listening to Coldplay, Stereophonics, Franz Ferdinand, Gorillaz, Orange and Lemons, etc… those for him sounds… Euro. He can never understand why I do. While he, started listening to noisier kinds of music… Children of Bodom, stuff like that that you never see in record bars, at least here, I think. So I guess we’ve grown apart in terms of music, he still remains a good friend of mine and my harshest critic in art. I could probably say I am to his. But what’s the point of this blog entry?! In terms of music, I really don’t care about the technical side of it… how the guitar riffs were formulated, how it sounds, how good the mixing is, how good the drummer is… that is not important to me. What I want to listen to is the sincerity of the song and the artists. Like right now, I can totally feel how James Blunt is feeling when he wrote “You’re Beautiful.” To me, as long as I feel it…

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

-- To me, these words and how he sings it, it speaks to me. It’s actually quite sad and depressing. Reminds me of a lot of people. I was once like that, so I guess that’s why… and there’s Guia’s admirer… not sad at all for him though. Feh! >:b