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Sandra is a relatively silent dreamer who enjoys music, fiction, poetry and moving pictures on glass screens.| For the most part, I write, read, take pictures, imagine and breathe, all while listening to music.|
Geniuses I Follow


(July 10, 2014)

Taylor Swift during her acoustic set

Red Tour: Live in Manila | MOA Arena | June 6, 2014

Kang Minhyuk and Jung Yonghwa during CNBLUE’s concert in Manila on June 15, 2013. 

One year late, and later. Still working on it. 

Smaug, my cat, says good morning.

Go back to sleep.

Insadong at night.

Let me begin by saying that this place is my favorite out of all the places I visited during my 10-day stay at Seoul. Since it was a 5-minute walk from our hotel, it was the very first street I traversed, and I was taken by it immediately. Insadong was home to numerous art galleries, cafes/tea shops, traditional restaurants and novelty shops. Every bend in the road led to alleys which had their own distinctive charms. 

But I loved it more on evenings, when the shops are closed and the street is filled with musicians of all kinds. There was that girl who played her own compositions and sang with such a soulful voice, that guy who drunkenly sang and strummed his guitar with all the angst he can muster, that man hunched into a small keyboard while wistfully belting out Beatles songs, that band of college guys who played while trying to look cool — all of them pouring their hearts out into performing for a bunch of strangers in a quiet street.

I tried to visit it as much as I can, but I could never get enough of it. I was too fascinated by the raw musical talent and passion contained in that place. Every night had something different to offer. It never got boring. Not for me. 

the senior citizen council at Tapgol Park

(May 20, 2014)

Exactly one year ago, I saw Toe upfront. It turned out to be one of the most memorable concerts I have ever been to, and that’s not only because I got to be in the photo pit. Their music is subtly riveting, refined and melodic. 

Their music live is something you could comfortably sink into. Much of what made Toe’s concert worthwhile was seeing how passionate the band was in dishing out a great performance. Looking at their faces closely, you could not help but notice that they played as if they were having the time of their lives on that stage – the way their mouths gaped, their faces contorted and the way they seemed to dance around as if they were just losing themselves in the music. And the hundreds (or a bit over a thousand) of people in the crowd recognized that too. They eagerly hung onto the every movement of the band, anticipating which song they’d be playing. They cheered and hooted as the band hit the memorable notes in certain parts of the songs.

It was such a grand experience to witness them play live. Their music is something I haven’t gotten tired of until now and I pretty much listen to their songs daily since then.

(Meanwhile, I can’t believe it has been a year. I hope they play here again.)

A flash, birthing 
a frameless photograph.
A careless handshake, withholding
a nondescript moment. 
I ask, in my mind, did you notice
how my fingers first froze 
at a sliver of your touch?

   in your mind,

did you ever see 
the point where we 
vanish among thousands?
Two heads at the center
of the specter, inhaling 
noises, filtering music,

   in separate spaces,

a world begins 
in layers of vacant stares, 
of human shadows 
overlapping, of traces
of time spilling, of the abscess 
of silence, of the pauses 
of motion,

   at the edge

of the shadow looming
across the room, the point 
where light bends in two –
the illusion, and the deconstruction –
the premonition, then the discovery
of another existence, breathing

   in another time frame,

I met you as you 
captured images in spirals 
of smoke, you wrote words
upon whispers, you found me 
as I found you and I knew 
how you vanished 
to the point of dissolution.

I ask, would you mind, if I 
traced the meanings 
from the curve of your eyes

down to your spine, if I 
dismantled your skeletons 
and wrapped them

around mine? 
I ask you, will you 
ever mind the years 
I had already lost with time?

by Sandra Mae Laureano

The other day, I was listening to Snow Patrol’s The Planets Bend Between Us on repeat for the 30-minute ride home. I don’t know why, but I just repeatedly pressed rewind after the song ended. I went home drowning in Gary Lightbody’s voice. 

Kazutaka Komaki of tricot | What’s Ochansensu-su? Asia Tour | 19 East | March 15, 2014

March 27. Today is Komaki’s last day as a member of tricot.

(Insert: sadness.)

Here’s a band I’ve been tripping over for this month: Tricot, a Japanese math rock band composed of three feisty girls on guitars and one mysterious guy on drums. I had the privilege of seeing them perform at 19 East and it was just awesome. 

More photos soon! (although technically, it’s already a bit late.)

tricot | What’s Ochansensu-su? Asia Tour | 19 East | March 15, 2014

(March 18, 2014)

Out of sheer impulse, I had some of my concert photos printed earlier. I’ve been thinking about doing this for more than a year now, but I never actually went ahead with it. 

Here are today’s by-products. More to come soon! (That ever indefinite word.) There’s a whole stock I need to print, but I still need to sort them out. Meanwhile, these babies will be hanging somewhere in my room. 

Again, I’m infinitely thankful to Philippine Concerts. If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t have been able to experience all the awesomeness.

The succeeding show of the Febfest series gave its revelers another great night. It was a different kind of music festival what with its distinct vibe. Being inside the halls of the Metrotent, the fog and chill creeping around, coupled with the unconventional tunes of The National, Youth Lagoon and Buke and Gase transported the audience into a surreal trance.

Check out our review of Febfest Part 2 here:

Febfest 2014: Hostess Club Manila | Part 2 | Metrotent | February 20, 2014