Let's face fact, Ely Buendia is indeed an icon of Pinoy Rock. Like the many geniuses of our time: Rico Blanco, Francism, Raimund Marasigan, and Pepe Smith, Ely is as one of the pillars of rock that this country is lucky to have.
In this video Ely again, opens up his many facets, and once again, tell it like it is-- witty yet honest and more importantly, no BS. Labels: ely buendia , eraserheads. Labels: eheads , ely buendia , eraserheads , eraserheads experience. In this installment, Robin peels back the layers to reveal the recording techniques behind the classic albums. Equal parts studio artist and logistician, Rivera always put emphasis on order and a rigorous program. So, he would work on them one after another, these very, very little things.
They have to be practically in real time. I really practiced hard for it. No longer were they simple Fender Stratocaster-loving college kids. They became, with the aid of Robin Rivera, one of the most envied studio bands in the land.
They went to Japan, and they all had MDs, or mini-dics. It was really quite amazing. Dati kasi, they all live within four to five blocks of each other at U. But, siyempre, at one point, Raymund moved over to Marikina—he was renting a house with his brothers; Buddy was in another house in U. Village; Ely was in Teachers Village naman, because he had moved out of the apartment with Marcus. Dadaanan ko sila, tapos gigisingin ko na sila. By Natin 99, that quality would reach even greater heights.
That was always my target. Eventually, they were able to set up their little studios at home, and that took over. They sort of knew already, eh.
Needless to say, Robin Rivera had enough academic detachment to appreciate how his most popular clients became not only a phenomenon, but a standing metaphor for a well-lived life as well.
Ultra, Circus, and Cutterpillow were the adolescent albums. They wanted to do something a little more ambitious—something that still had something whimsical, but still had something different. They were beginning to see the world; they were getting older. Those songs had something to do with discovering new territories. Unfortunately, the people who started out with them—who were now actually twentysomethings—were more interested in clinging to their adolescence, because that was the part of their lives that was fun.
They were starting families. May burdens na, eh. Well, all good things come to an end. Labels: eheads , eraserheads , eraserheads experience , eraserheads producer , robin rivera. Please Transpose: Kris Dancel and the Eraserheads. I am at my favorite Filipiniana-themed restaurant along Kalayaan Avenue, yet, somehow, it feels like the train at a dead hour, and I keep straining for the security guard's whistled warning; after all, it appears like I have accidentally stepped into the ladies' portion of the train.
My peripherals tell me that's Earnest Zabala at the head of the long table that's otherwise empty, save for her and a friend. In a matter of a dog's tail-wag, decorated bass player Myrene Academia will also step in, all smiles. Kris Dancel, as a matter of fact, was one. On the creative front, the band was as restless as ever, but, on the personnel front, things have been going a little haywire. And then, that fateful day came, and, when it did, Kris Dancel was being a wife and a mother.
Umalis si Ely sa 'Heads?! Which is, narinig ko. So, sabi ko, 'Okay, sige, ako na lang 'yung papalit. These are their friends, and their mega-selling band was practically on life-support.
Hindi, eh! So, 'yun, I accepted the job. In a way, para akong napasubo, pero, in a way, okay din, Masaya; sobrang saya. However, her good fortune also translated to a delicate situation. It was, after all, Ely Buendia who left. Siguro, I had about two weeks to study, like, thirty songs. Nakalinya na 'yung mga gigs, and, in fact, they wanted me to play a gig three days after the call.
Gusto nila akong isabak na agad! I would also peripherally add tall socks and short pants. There is a lot of humor in Lynch's work with the exception of Inland Empire , so I think that you're kind of supposed to be with Henry but still kind of laugh at some of what he goes through. It certainly doesn't play with identification in the same way a horror film does; you don't ever cheer for the man in the planet the way you might cheer as Leatherface cuts up someone annoying. Also, while what you're seeing is strange and a little scary because of its ambiguousness , so much of it is based in your own reading of the film.
It's subversive in that it defies a specific meaning. As such, I would argue that Eraserhead is a highly subjective experience, and as Lynch has said, religious.
Further, some of the aforementioned techniques relate to certain principles of transcendental meditation, and the way in which it was originally screened as many here have pointed out is impossible to replicate and added to the power of its effect. Going to the theater became like going to the church. When I saw Inland Empire in Chicago and waited two hours in a blizzard to get into the theater, I knew I was among friends.
Or you could just not categorize the film at all as Lynch would prefer--it's more fun that way. Man, I really need to see "Playtime". As for the rest of it, I've never been one for cheering on the killer in horror films, and don't count those films as among my favorites, so I don't believe the absence of anything like that in "Eraserhead" is evidence against it belonging to, or at least fitting in to, the genre.
And really my objection to any evidence I've seen brought against the idea is that horror is big enough to encompass it all. Somebody I wish I could remember who: Douglas E. Ramsey Campbell said that horror isn't a genre; it's an emotion. And as long as that emotion is predominant, you can do all sorts of other things. I hate the idea of rules in any genre. There ARE rules in many of them, and many great books and films follow them, but they don't need to be used, or they can be subverted in some way.
I actually read a review, in the Washington Post, of "No Country for Old Men" that said the biggest problem with the film is that it didn't follow the rules and deliver the payoffs traditionally associated with the genre it undeniably belongs to, the crime thriller. But how can that be a bad thing? I just realized that I lied, I do sometimes root for people to do in horror movies. I've enjoyed all of the "Final Destination" movies, and I don't know what those are for if not that.
Miss Jones. I also remember spending a lot of time at the Valley River Twin during that time period going to midnight movies. I generally avoided the Mayflower because the sound system sucked, I remember sitting through all of Star Wars because that was the only place in Eugene it was playing in not being able to hear much of anything. Oh, and they had a giant fan going through the whole thing as well because the theater wasn't air conditioned. Oh, and I used to cruise Willamette a lot too :.
I sincerely hope you'll become a regular! I think a lot of what makes the experience of Eraserhead scary is exactly what you describe: there is never a point where we recognize exactly who these people are, where they're at, what the "rules" are that govern their world, so we can never be granted the assurance of identifying with them and therefore somehow stabilizing our emotions.
The movie is subversive and ambiguous, and that's where, for all of the horror imagery it dabbles in, is where the true horror in the movie lies: you can always feel the ground shifting under your feet while you watch it, and this has been true every time I've seen it probably seven or eight times. And I must admit, I'd never thought of a midnight movie in quite those terms before, but there is a religious, or more accurately I think a ritualistic quality about them, especially if it's not a regular Rocky Horror -esque event, where people gather together, presumably of the same general perspective, to experience and celebrate, if you will, a specific film.
This is true even if the movie has been a home video staple for years-- just the act of dragging your ass out to a theater at that hour suggests a certain commitment to the theatrical ritual and, no matter what the movie, a certain kinship with, or at the very least a compelling curiosity with what it being shown.
It was true when I drove clear across town a few years ago to see Dirty Harry on the big screen at a Nuart midnight show in West Los Angeles, and it'll be true when you visit the IFC Center this weekend. Bill: Rules in genres are why they are genres. There are certain expectations set up when what you're seeing is a western, for example, and the filmmakers are certainly usually aware of when they're fulfilling the genre or, the Coens' case, when they're weaving something new out of it.
I also like a western that looks and lives and breathes as a western like Red River or The Searchers or Bend of the River which at the same time provides rich subtext, like red blood coursing through the veins that connect it to American, and American film history. But I also love revisionist westerns like the Dollars trilogy, Once Upon a Time in the West and many of the other spaghetti westerns which tend to want to turn those conventions inside out and subvert them into something new.
As for the ding-a-ling at the Washington Post , it ought to be fairly clear to anyone on that movie's wavelength that some of No Country for Old Men 's greatest strength, especially in the last 45 minutes, can be found in the ways it diverts from the well-worn path-- there are deaths that would be big showpiece climaxes in any other movie that are not seen at all here.
And the emotional payoffs it delivers are far richer than the ones the Post critic was depending on would have come up with. Was that Stephen Hunter who wrote that review? It's kind of sad when a critic just wants to be pacified by something familiar and doesn't recognize the value of coloring outside the lines. My point is, I love genre, and I love that genres have rules, because when they are fulfilled artfully it can be just as exciting as when geniuses like the Coens riff on them.
Oh, and I had a chance to see Playtime two weeks ago in 70mm and blew it. My dunce cap is in the mail. And I've said this before, but I think Final Destination 2 is tons of fun! Greg: My head is spinnin'! I completely forgot that the Valley River Twin did a whole run of midnight movies too. That place looked like a bomb shelter built into a little bunker from the outside. I spent a lot of time at the Mayflower. When I think of midnight movies, that's the first place I think of. The first movie s my best friend and I ever went to together were there-- Star Wars , where they completely fucked up the masking on the screen and showed it in some weird impromptu aspect ratio, with the rest fo the frame bleeding onto the black curtain, of course.
Immediately following that was a midnight double feature of Monty Python and the Holy grail and then starting at a. Talk about the air hissing out of the late-night balloon! I actually do remember Superchick and Twitch of the Death Nerve playing there, but I never got to go. I was partial to the experience of the Oakway Cinemas, but they hardly ever played anything worthy of that giant screen.
We got to know the staff very well during that movie's run! I occasionally cruised the Gut, a. Willamette Avenue, a lot too. I was dismayed, though, when I visited last summer. My friend and I drove through a Wendy's at around pm and the street was as empty as Tombstone at high noon.
We asked the girl working the drive-thru if kids still cruised the Gut. She said, "Oh, not too much anymore. My mom used to, though, when she was in college way back in the '70s.
Greg, I hope you'll keep coming back. We must determine if we were ever in the same movie theater at the same time! It was Stephen Hunter, all right. Amazing how all I had to do was say "Washington Post" and "the guy's a jackass" and you immediately knew who I was talking about. I don't fully buy your argument regarding genres and rules. I see where you're coming from, but if you were to see a movie, knowing nothing about it, and see at the beginning that it was set in Wyoming in , you would think it was a Western.
That's all you would need. No genre rules would be needed. And if you saw a movie begin with a bank robbery, you would know or at least reasonably assume it was a crime film of some sort. If none of the rules that you might associate with a crime film were to be used, but the film revolved around this bank robbery and its perpetrators, would you not think of it as crime film? Of course not. I absolutely agree that what we think of as genre rules really, they're formulas can be used to brilliant effect.
I never intended to argue otherwise. I just don't believe their absence negates the genre. Bill: Forgive me if I seem a little fuzzy-brained, but it really is past my bedtime! I can see your point about crime films. But as regards westerns, the question for me is, is the setting all that tells me a western is a western? If so, is Little House of the Prairie then a western?
Crime films seem to me to be a little more fluid in that they aren't restricted to a time or place, and though they have archetypes-- cops and robbers, right? Thieves Like Us is as much a crime film as Bonnie and Clyde, White Heat or Reservoir Dogs , but the four of them couldn't feel more different from each other. Westerns have archetypes too, but they also have certain visual motifs that are fairly consistent within the genre, as well as costumes, modes of transportation and even codes of character and ways of engaging the landscape to inform character and theme that make them what they are.
This may be an unfair comparison but it's all I can come up with! Lincoln and Old Yeller share a basic time frame and location with many westerns, but I don't think of them as westerns strictly because of their settings and time periods. Can you think of examples of a movie like this that exists outside the strict rules of genre that you would still think of as a western? Touche' to your "Little House on the Prairie" move. Westerns may not be the best example for me to use to make my point, and you may have me stumped with your challenge, but let me sleep on it.
I also feel like there's something I'd like to say regarding how you and I may differ on how we define "genre rules", but I don't know I need to think about it, and I'm sleepy. It's AM on my end of the country, and I have to turn on the commentary track for "Superbad" and go to sleep. As for the "Superbad" DVD, the extended stuff within the movie itself is good, but not essential.
There are a lot of bonus features we haven't checked out, but as for "Everybody Hates Michael Cera", well, it is pretty funny, but it's also only about six minutes long. I'm not sorry we got this edition, and there is much left to watch, but what I've seen so far hasn't blown me away. Oh, wait, "Dead Man"! I definitely do not have the energy to go into any more detail than that.
Also, one example, even if you agree with it, isn't enough to make my point, but damn it, I'm getting one title down on paper before I conk out. This was a wonderful post, Dennis. I still remember well my first experience with 'Eraserhead' which I still, to this day, have not seen on the big screen.
It was circa 98, I was a junior in high school, and I'd become a Lynch devotee one year prior. Eraserhead was, at this point, impossible to come across. Eventually, a friend of mine who is coincidentally producing my new feature film bought a VHS copy on eBay.
We sat down to watch it and made it through about twenty minutes -- not because we didn't like it but because it was past midnight and we were falling asleep.
We resumed the viewing a week or so later, and I quickly became obsessed. It's a work of art unlike any other, and it had and continues to have a huge impact on me. They went to Japan, and they all had MDs, or mini-dics. It was really quite amazing. Dati kasi, they all live within four to five blocks of each other at U.
But, siyempre, at one point, Raymund moved over to Marikina—he was renting a house with his brothers; Buddy was in another house in U. Village; Ely was in Teachers Village naman, because he had moved out of the apartment with Marcus. Dadaanan ko sila, tapos gigisingin ko na sila.
By Natin 99, that quality would reach even greater heights. That was always my target. Eventually, they were able to set up their little studios at home, and that took over. They sort of knew already, eh. Needless to say, Robin Rivera had enough academic detachment to appreciate how his most popular clients became not only a phenomenon, but a standing metaphor for a well-lived life as well.
Ultra, Circus, and Cutterpillow were the adolescent albums. They wanted to do something a little more ambitious—something that still had something whimsical, but still had something different.
They were beginning to see the world; they were getting older. Those songs had something to do with discovering new territories.
Unfortunately, the people who started out with them—who were now actually twentysomethings—were more interested in clinging to their adolescence, because that was the part of their lives that was fun. They were starting families. May burdens na, eh. Well, all good things come to an end. Labels: eheads , eraserheads , eraserheads experience , eraserheads producer , robin rivera. Please Transpose: Kris Dancel and the Eraserheads. I am at my favorite Filipiniana-themed restaurant along Kalayaan Avenue, yet, somehow, it feels like the train at a dead hour, and I keep straining for the security guard's whistled warning; after all, it appears like I have accidentally stepped into the ladies' portion of the train.
My peripherals tell me that's Earnest Zabala at the head of the long table that's otherwise empty, save for her and a friend. In a matter of a dog's tail-wag, decorated bass player Myrene Academia will also step in, all smiles.
Kris Dancel, as a matter of fact, was one. On the creative front, the band was as restless as ever, but, on the personnel front, things have been going a little haywire. And then, that fateful day came, and, when it did, Kris Dancel was being a wife and a mother.
Umalis si Ely sa 'Heads?! Which is, narinig ko. So, sabi ko, 'Okay, sige, ako na lang 'yung papalit. These are their friends, and their mega-selling band was practically on life-support. Hindi, eh! So, 'yun, I accepted the job. In a way, para akong napasubo, pero, in a way, okay din, Masaya; sobrang saya. However, her good fortune also translated to a delicate situation. It was, after all, Ely Buendia who left. Siguro, I had about two weeks to study, like, thirty songs.
Nakalinya na 'yung mga gigs, and, in fact, they wanted me to play a gig three days after the call. Gusto nila akong isabak na agad! It was a busy environment. Okay naman sila, very helpful, et cetera, et cetera. Pero, kumbaga, I started working agad. Kita 'yung reactions nila. Si Marcus, 'yung reaksyon niya, 'Ang haba naman ng slit nito. Hindi raw siya sanay na ganu'n 'yung kasama niya onstage.
Tapos, naaalala ko, nabuhos ni Raims 'yung beer sa drums niya, tapos sabi ko, 'Kaya pala malagkit 'yung tugtugan! Singing and playing guitar—hindi naman siya alien to me at that time, kasi I also do that for Fatal Posporos. Transposition, in music, merely involves a horizontal shift in the key a performer would play a piece in.
A new set of songs was, therefore, in order. EP lang muna siya, kasi wala pa kaming label at the time. And then, hindi namin r-in-elease 'yung EP na 'to officially. What we did was, du'n sa rehearsal studio namin sa Thirdline, we invited friends, family, at saka 'yung mga record labels—to see the band perform, and, also, to give away that EP, para makita namin kung ano 'yung reaction nila.
It was good. Meanwhile, her life as a musician was drastically changing as well. Kasi, iba 'yung audience ng Eraserheads, eh. Para kang batang itinapon sa dagat na maraming pating—'O, sige, matuto kang lumangoy!
I wanted to focus on the music, 'di ba? Nakakahiya naman sa mga tanong nakikinig, at nakakahiya rin sa bandmates ko! Kasi, 'yung nga may ayaw naman sa band, 'di na rin naman sila nanonood masyado. Pero, du'n naman sa mga nanonood, na-notice ko rin naman na, you only had to sing one line, tapos kakantahin na nila 'yung the rest. So, it's really the songs din; may power 'yung songs ng Eraserheads—sobrang catchy nila, sobrang nakadikit na sila sa ulo ng mga tao.
Natatakot ako, eh, parang may fandom [pa rin] ako, eh. Hindi ko alam kung ano'ng sasabihin sa kanya, even before. After, ganu'n din. Nahihiya rin ako sa kanya, na-sha-shy ako sa kanya, kasi fan din ako, eh! It's slightly awkward, parang, 'Uy, ano ba'ng chords ng? Hindi tama, eh! To make small talk naman, parang, 'Is there an elephant? Is there an elephant here?
Ang saya nu'n, eh—kung kami lang, marunong! They inspire creativity; hindi sila selfish, never sila nagpaka-rockstar sa amin. Sobra nilang open and collaborative. If the seven-song EP Please Transpose was to be any indication of their individual skills, however, it would be safe to say that they still ruled; they still sounded like a band that played, toured, and wrote nonstop. Sa sarili mo, you should always raise the bar—ganu'n 'yung attitude [na tinuro ng Eraserheads].
Wala 'yan sa number of albums sold. They're very human, very sincere. I feel that our circle of friends, sobrang dynamic. Lahat tayo, gumaling, eh! Labels: eheads , eraserheads , Kris Dancel. Thursday, August 18, Eraserheads - Classic Pix. The Eraserheads during their hey day Okey ba? Labels: buddy zabala , ely buendia , eraserheads , marcus adoro , raimund marasigan.
I snatched this nice art work via Facebook which is a spoof of a cover of The Beatle's With the Beatles album. I just edited the text. Art by Gilbert Labo. What say you Eheads fanmates? Labels: artworks , beatles , eheads , eraserheads. Eraserheads singing Toyang live.
Too bad Tim Yap forgot the lyrics when Ely asked him to sing along. Eraserheads Experience proudly presents: Marcus Adoro. It is debatable wether Marcus Adoro is really apt to be tagged in the Eraserheads as "the quiete one" similar to George Harrison of the Beatles but we seriously doubt it. Marcus has his own mind. He is able to speak with class if he really wants to. The thing is, he knows that with the Eraserheads , Ely Buendia is the frontman.
That is why he knows that Ely is the one who does the blabbing most of the time for the Eheads, when they were still active as a band. Now when it is time for his band Markus Highway, then he knows that that is the time when he can be in the front and center.
And from past interviews for Markus Highway, we can see that Marcus can blab a lot. He is cool. He loves wordplay. He can be outspoken and truthful.
He can bite the ass out of you! Labels: eraserheads , marcus adoro , silver surfer , surfernando. Alapaap was released as a cheap X-rated film in a sleazy theatre in Singapore, despite it is a production made in It is a mixture of horror and sex, with poorly done technical effects well, we can't expect the technical effects to be greatly done, as this is make 21 years ago.
The story revolves Jake, a young movie maker who was hospitalized for drug overdose. He recovers and together with his good friend Dave and Donald two brothers , who are also movie makers, they make their way to a hilly tribe to make a short film. Accompanied with them includes Dave and Donald's girlfriend. They rented a house and the landlord told them not to enter his deceased daughter, Byens, bedroom.
The night the lived in, they could sense something unusual is going on in the house. To be exact, it was Byen's spirit that came to them, where she was raped and murdered by 3 thugs 2 months ago. Byen returned as human being and seduced Jake in the waterfall.
Dave and Donald caught them and tape the process down. However, when they see the clip, they found out that Byen is not in the clip they taped it down. Never did they realized that Byen is seeking vengeance on them. The plot is simple, just like the usual Asian horror film where a group of people meet a female ghost in rural areas. However, Alapaap delivers us with more than just the usual horror. Endless sex scenes make the whole movie look ridiculous, where it does not seems to go along with the flow of the film.
Sex is the weapon used for vengeance, which makes the movie look like cheap X-rated film than a horror. Labels: 80's , alapaap , ely buendia , eraserheads , tata esteban. The Eraserheads in their early stage of stardom singing one of their earliest classic hit "Ligaya".
This is definitely a good gig. The foursome did a great great job on this. Watch this now mga parekoy. The Eraserheads really made a big impact in the Pinoy Music Scene and it is hard to ignore the fact that WE missed them a lot after they disbanded years ago.
That is echoed during the Final Set Concert. Fans really went wild over the band and up to now a lot of us still goes giddy remembering THE event. I read this article a year ago from Inquirer and saved it on my notepad.
I know a lot of you have read this one, this goes out for the younger generation of Eraserheads fans out there to read and enjoy, somehow relive the Eraserheads experience all over again!
Souvenirs for the crowd. Many fans went home with souvenirs. He was poised to throw his socks, which made everyone laugh. Ely also gave away his jacket which, to the horror of countless fans online, was eventually cut up by the six people who caught it, so each of them could take home a piece.
One crew member joined the fun—after the concert, he hurled at the crowd the container of lighter fluid Ely used when he lit up the piano. And people actually caught it. They were actually having fun. The sala set. After the first break, the boys emerged onstage in a more intimate setup, with Ely sitting on a couch and the others wielding acoustic instruments.
That part of the concert felt so intimate—strange, given the crowd that numbered a hundred thousand. That was a goosebump-moment. The tribute to Francis M. He had been due to perform in the concert. Yes, Ely knows them by heart. The burning of the piano. Did he know Ely would burn it?
He really wanted the piano onstage. Three for the road. The Eraserheads had done an encore, the show was over, or so everyone thought. People started to spill out of the concert grounds, the crew took over the stage and started packing up. Gusto ko pa nga ng sampu eh! Labels: buddy zabala , ely buendia , eraserheads , final set concert , marcus adoro , raimund marasigan.
Here is the debut entry that Ely Buendia wrote for Cursor. Sometimes, the title is all it takes Over here! Yeah, you, holding the newspaper. Come and have a look at this. Well, two problems actually. What an awesome idea! And what passes for entertainment nowadays, anyway? Hell, some people find root canals entertaining. Not me. No, I wanna write about something worthwhile, not just some crap to fill up this space and meet deadlines.
Never, ever, under any circumstance, no matter how desperate or bereft of ideas you are, try to beat around the bush or use senseless arguments as padding for your work. People notice these things. But on to more pressing matters. The other problem I told you about? I need a title for this column. Well, you see, I have this theory that sometimes, the title is all it takes for something to sell. If you had absolutely no idea what these movies were about, which one would you watch?
In reality, there are so many good movies that suffered greatly because of this. Okay, not really, but you get the picture. As theories go, mine remains unproven, but I make it a law anyway.
Sometimes it takes a lot longer to name a song than write one. I double- check everything. Is it definitive? Is it giving too much away? Is it not giving anything at all? Is it John Wayne classic? Has it been used already? Is it the truth? Is it fair to those involved?
The creative mind swirls with endless considerations. Ah, but such is the cost of perfection. A bit unusual, perhaps, but…what? Yeah, well some help you are. Just perfect. This monologue is over. Labels: cursor , ely buendia , eraserheads , manila bulletin. This happened SEPT. Labels: buddy zabala , eheads , ely buendia , eraserheads , marcus adoro , moon man , mtv asia , raimund marasigan.
Me and my brother were always on the look out for Eraserheads interviews both on radio and tv. And especially on tv! She asked how did the Eraserheads started, how did they compose their Eraserheads chords and lyrics and how those songs are open to interpretations. She also asked the band, their personal favorite eheads songs.
Interesting watch kahit na luma na Legarda jamming with the Eraserheads is found at the end. Huwag palalampasin! Labels: buddy zabala , eheads , ely buendia , eraserheads , loren legarda , marcus adoro , raimund marasigan. The Eraserheads are so successful today but really, they were just scruffy college students who had big dreams, and who started out in a small way beggining here, in UP Diliman, Quezon City.
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