30 November, 2010

The Jailbreaking Series: Dennis Llante as a Guitarist

I have always wanted to do this - interview people. I will run my own talk show if I could. I thought what could be a better way to kick this off but to interview my own brother. Aside from being a good brother to me, I look up to him as a musician. God has given him great talent that I am always in awe watching (sometimes, just hearing) him play his guitar. I remember those days when we were trying to learn the guitar through torn chord chart pages from a song mag. Through discipline, faith and constant practice; he has gone a very long way while I was left with G-Em-C-D.

More than anything else, he has grown to be a good man of God and continues to serve him through his guitar.

Know more about him...

Q: What exactly started your interest in music specifically playing the guitar?
A: It just sounded good to me than any other instrument. It's something you can bring anywhere, the guys who played it looked really cool to me.

Q: Your rendition of John Petrucci's Glasgow Kiss was amazing and left some people in awe. How long did it take you to learn it?
A: I'm a John Petrucci fan and he's been a great influence on my playing. It took me a month to learn it, only because I kind of gotten the technical parts down already and I found a great sounding backing track for it from the net. I played it for an event called “Guitar Adrenalin”.


Q: Was there ever a point in your life as a musician when you almost wanted to quit? How did you handle it?

A: I never quit. If I'm in, I'm in for the rest of my life.

Q: Am sure you've had your share of embarrassing moments on stage. Will you share a few?

Photo by Romuald Aldi Maranoc
A: A lot; like wrong chords and notes, buzzes from broken wires..and technical glitches..all of them. But the way I see it, Just keep it real. I don't really cry after a gig cause of mishaps. The whole thing plus the screw ups are one whole big human, mundane, earthly performance. So I'm never really pressured.

Q: Who were your influences when you started? Who are your influences now?
A: When I started playing, I was already into Metallica and Guns n' roses..then Rage against the Machine Stuff..then got into instrumental music..now, I guess I've matured, it's Greg Howe and Guthrie Govan..Kotzen..and a lot of them who are into instrumental music.

Q: Do you play other instruments? On a rate of 1-10 (10 being the highest), how will you rate yourself on them?
A: I've been playing bass. 4.

Q: Now that you just got married, will it, in any way, change your passion's level of intensity towards playing the guitar?
A: For me, my marriage actually boosted everything.; and Guitar Playing is my Job. So I'm one of the few who actually got a Job that they love. I go to work to play guitar. I get paid just playing guitar, writing music and teaching. The rest is all chill with my wife. So I'm living a Rockstar life without the fame and the bad stuff.

Q: I remembered you appeared with your band as guests in NU107 (and even greeted me on air,thank you), you also played (and still is) with famous names; how do you feel during those times? Did you feel like you were closer to your dreams?
A: I think I can sincerely say BTDT..been there done that..There's really nothing too special once you're there, once you've met them or played with popular people. I guess that's how it goes. I never really dreamed or hoped to become some popular dude. I prefer to be as invisible as possible.


Q: What do you think are your greatest accomplishments as a musician?
A: I'm teaching guitar. You can be the best guitar player in the world (or engineer, painter, doctor, chef etc) but if you die without passing it on..for me everything you worked hard for is just stupid crap.


Q: What can you advise aspiring musicians or those who want to be as good as you are in playing the guitar?
A: I'll go against the flow on this one. My advise is... Get a life!..there's more to life than guitar playing. Let that be just one thing you can do. But I will also say that if you want to be good, then do it non-stop. Play non-stop 'till everything is second nature. Good intentions are not good enough. I think it was Yngwie Malmsteen who said it..”If good intentions are all it takes to become good, then everyone will be good”.



The feeling, the color, the smell and the sound of those mornings are still fresh to me. When we were younger, I remember waking up in the morning to the music of Joe Satriani, or James Hetfield, or Slash or Dream Theater. Every single morning, when he wakes up he'd practice playing and do what he loves to do. He was right, he never quits. He did not quit learning the guitar, he did not quit then and I know he will not quit now passing it on. More than that, he did not quit playing it for the One True Musician.

... and I will always be one proud sister.

Here's for your viewing pleasure; his live version of John Petrucci's Glasgow Kiss. Enjoy!



16 November, 2010

Haunted - Poetry

I found a few of my old writings that I was able to save from a fire incident that happened many years ago. One of them is this poem I wrote last November 9, 1998. I am so tempted to share the story behind it but I will leave its own magic to you just like any other poet does.


Photo by Brandon Allen.

HAUNTED
fox llante

far along in life and time
staring at her oil lamp
as her chair rocks her vision
she closed her eyes and fly

her cracked lips slowly uttered
words she has never said
haunted by an undying memory
her tears began and fell.


15 November, 2010

The Prayer of Eli - Eavesdropping


An Eavesdropping on the movie
"The Book of Eli"


Dear Lord,

Thank you for giving me the strength and the conviction to complete the task you entrusted to me.

Thank you for guiding me, straight and true through the many obstacles in my path; and for keeping me resolute when all around seemed lost.

Thank you for your protection and for your many signs along the way.

Thank you for any good that I may have done. I am so sorry about the bad.

Thank you for the friend I made. Please watch over her as you've watched over me.

Thank you for finally allowing me to rest. I am so very tired; but I go now to my rest, at peace; knowing that I have done right with my time on this earth.

I fought the good fight.

I finished the race.

I kept the faith.



- Eli



"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith."
         - 2 Timothy 4:7

14 November, 2010

Colgando En Tus Manos, Nicaragua

Colgando En Tus Manos, Nicaragua

In my desperation to practice Spanish I recently shared this song with a good friend, who is also into Spanish version songs; so I have an excuse to sing it and at least there's one person who wouldn't think am crazy while doing it in between piles of work in the office. I'm glad he actually liked it. We sing it even while working and are persuading others to do the same. In exchange, am learning a Japanese song - which I am very, very poor at (at the moment).

Although the song came from Venezuela and popularized by Carlos Baute con Marta Sanchez, this song embodies my memory of my second home, Nicaragua.  Espero que les guste!  

I dedicate this to all my friends in Nicaragua.


Quizá no fue coincidencia encontrarme contigo...
(Maybe it wasn't a coincidence to meet you)
Tal vez esto lo hizo el destino...
(Maybe it was destiny's work)
Quiero dormirme de nuevo en tu pecho...
(I want to fall asleep in your chest again)
y después me despierten tus besos.
(and be awakened by your kisses)

Tu sexto sentido sueña conmigo,
(Your sixth sense dreams of me)
se que pronto estaremos unidos.
(I know that soon, we'll be together)
Esa sonrisa traviesa que vive conmigo.
(That naughty smile that lives with me)
se que pronto estaré en tu camino.
(I know that soon I will cross your path)

Sabes que estoy colgando en tus manos,
(You know I'm hanging from your hands)
asi que no me dejes caer.
(So don't let me fall)
Sabes que estoy colgando en tus manos.
(You know I'm hanging from your hands)

Te envío poemas de mi puño y letra.
(I send poems, which I wrote myself, to you)
Te envío canciones de 4:40.
(I send 4:40 songs to you)
Te envío las fotos cenando
(I send the photos of our dinner)
en Marbella y cuando estuvimos por Venezuela.
(In Marbella and the ones from when we were in Venezuela)

Y así me recuerdes y tengas presente,
(So that you can remember and keep me in your mind)
que mi corazón está colgando en tus manos.
(Since my heart is hanging from your hands)
Cuidado, cuidado, que mi corazon està colgando en tus manos.
(Be careful, be careful, since my heart is hanging from your hands)

No perderé la esperanza de hablar contigo.
(I won't lose hope about talking to you)
No me importa que dice el destino.
(I don't care about what destiny says)
Quiero tener tu fragrancia conmigo.
(I want to have your fragrance with me)
Y beberme de ti todo lo prohibido.
(And drink from you everything that is not allowed)

Sabes que estoy colgando en tus manos,
(You know I'm hanging from your hands)
asi que no me dejes caer.
(So don't let me fall)
Sabes que estoy colgando en tus manos.
(You know I'm hanging from your hands)

Te envío poemas de mi puño y letra.
(I send poems, which I wrote myself, to you)
Te envío canciones de 4:40.
(I send 4:40 songs to you)
Te envío las fotos cenando
(I send the photos of our dinner)
en Marbella y cuando estuvimos por Venezuela.
(In Marbella and the ones from when we were in Venezuela)

Y así me recuerdes y tengas presente,
(So that you can remember and keep me in your mind)
que mi corazón está colgando en tus manos.
(Since my heart is hanging from your hands)
Cuidado, cuidado, mucho cuidado, cuidado.
(Be careful, be careful, be very careful, be careful)

Marta yo te digo me tienes en tus manos.
(Marta, I tell you, you haev me in your hands)
Cuidado, mucho cuidado.
(Be careful, be very careful)

No importa que diga el destino quedate conmigo
(It doesn't matter what destiny says, stay with me)
cuidado, mucho cuidado,
(Be careful, be very careful)

Lo quiero todo de ti
(I want everything from you)
Tus labios, tu cariño, lo prohibido.
(Your lips, your love, that which is not allowed)

Te envío poemas de mi puño y letra.
(I send poems, which I wrote myself, to you)
Te envío canciones de 4:40.
(I send 4:40 songs to you)
Te envío las fotos cenando
(I send the photos of our dinner)
en Marbella y cuando estuvimos por Venezuela.
(In Marbella and the ones from when we were in Venezuela)

Y así me recuerdes y tengas presente,
(So that you can remember and keep me in your mind)
Que mi corazon està colgando en tus manos
cuidado, cuidado...
Que mi corazon està colgando en tus manos
que mi corazon està colgando en tus manos
que mi corazon estò colgando en tus manos
(Since my heart is hanging from your hands)

(english translation: anonymous)

12 November, 2010

No Longer a Freak on a Leash. He Got the Life!




I have seen this video testimony of Brian "Head' Welch of KORN a month or so ago. There were in fact many versions but I like this one the most.

I always feel really blessed when I hear life-changing testimonies of rock icons and maybe because I was a fan, and still am, of rock music. For a period of time in the past, I followed KORN and bought most of their albums and found Head as one of my favorite guitarists.

His testimony proves that only God can fill that desperate hole in our hearts. I believe that most people do not respond to God's call because we are not ready to give up that life just yet. We know deep inside our hearts how powerful God can be and how He can change life in a snap; and, we are not ready to stop the life we thought was bringing us happiness; but, in the deepest hearts of every man is a longing to please God. How and when we act on that longing makes the difference.

Loving God is cool. It is way cooler than most of us think. Time is short and it's never too late to come back and respond to that longing.

Rock on Brian Welch - the second.


09 November, 2010

A Eulogy For Myself

I wrote this more than 11 years ago. Even when I was younger, I already knew about death and everything that goes with it. Death is real. My acceptance of death is not just because of acceptance of fate or destiny. It was more of an acceptance of life. I will have life after death and death is never the end. It is, in fact, the beginning of a life seeing God in His truest form.

Taken 31st July 2010
Manila American Cemetery and Memorial, PH
A Eulogy For Myself
Fox Llante
Written 19th September 1999

I never dreamt of beauty
    For I know it will soon fade.
I never dreamt of great riches
    I can't carry them on my grave.
I never wished for big brains
    For in time, I'll forget.

Remember me, not because of great achievements
    For I have none.
Remember me, not because of heroic deeds
    For I can't remember any.
Remember me, not because of remarkable records
    For I haven't set a single.

Instead, I want you to remember my jokes
    For I know I made you laugh.
I want you to remember my tears
    For I know you learned from them.
Remember my songs, my poems, my letters
    For they spoke on my behalf.

For I want your memory of me
    To be the best and worst of times.



"For me, to live is Christ and to die is gain." (Philippians 1:21)

08 November, 2010

Just Keep on Swinging - An Eavesdropping


An Eavesdropping on the movie "Everyone's Hero"



My favorite radio station is bidding goodbye tonight. I tried for a few hours to divert my attention to a movie I have already seen. I 'eavesdropped' on the conversation between the main character Yankee Irving and his father.

Father: Did you play ball today?

Yankee: Yeah, but I don't think I wanna play anymore.

Father: Hey! I thought you loved baseball.

Yankee: Well, I think I'm in a slump.

Father: Hmmm, you know I was watching the team practice the other day and it struck me. Here are guys who made a living playing baseball. They play everyday and even on the day after they lose the game. They're still standing at the plate swinging that bat. And you know how they got to be so good?

Yankee: They just keep swinging?

Father smiled.


Whatever your passion is - be it writing, singing, dancing, blogging, cosplaying etc - if you keep doing it with a heart despite failing every now and then; you'll be good at it in no time. Just keep swinging!

I still turned on my radio and caught the last few minutes of NU. I said, 'I'll just keep rockin' ".


This has been reposted in my other blog called "Eavesdropping"






07 November, 2010

My Life According to Bahay ng Bagong Bato


Bryce, a very good friend of mine, gave me this challenge:

RULES:
Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, answer these questions.
You can’t use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title.
It’s a lot harder than you think! Repost as “my life according to (band name).”

I decided to give it a twist - take his challenge and honor the radio station I grew up with as they air their last today, November 7, 2010. (pardon my nostalgia)

1. Are you male or female?
Answer: Ms. "Rockology 107" who is sometimes trying to pull up a "club retro"

2. Describe yourself.
Answer: "Against the Flow" with "a totally cosmic experience" and "one thing it's not, it's never ever boring"
3. How do you feel?
Answer: like a "RockEd Radio" in a "Morning Show w/ Zack and Joey"

4. Describe where you currently live.
Answer: "Welcome to my Humble Abode", an "Open House" at "z-rock 50" "The Home of New Rock" or call "636-00-99"

5. If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
Answer: "Countdown 107" to "Stairway to Heaven . Sweet "Pocket Concert"

6. Your favorite form of transportation is...
Answer: "The Crossroads" to "The Reel Score" or a "40-minute rockathon"

7. Your best friend is ...
Answer: "who's it going to be?" ... a "hall of fame"  even "to the next 100 years"

8. Your fear...
Answer: "not radio"

9. What is the best advice you have to give?
Answer: stay "In the Raw" but don't be afraid to try "Alternativity"

10. Thought for the Day
Answer: "Reality Check"

11. How would you like to die?
Answer: through Heaven's "Remote Control" like a "Summer Shebang" in a "Euro" "Rock Awards"

NU, you were not just a radio station. You were a lifestyle, a habit that was hard to break, an identity. When everyone else was listening to pop stations who offer almost the same everything (nothing different from each other at all), you were on air for the different and for the more picky listeners. I'm glad that you stayed who you are 'til your last day. Thank you for not selling out. Thank you for the good years!

NU 107 - a loud and proud member of the  KBP, at 107.5 Mhz in Pasig. You are listening to the one and only station that rocks the nation, this is the home of new rock, NU107!

Signing off.

- fox

05 November, 2010

Eavesdropping on Eat, Pray, Love

Eavesdropping on Eat, Pray, Love
Fox Llante

Sharing a favorite conversation between Groceries and Richard from Texas from the book 'Eat, Pray, Love'.

“What’s got you all wadded up?” he drawls, toothpick in mouth, as usual.

“Don’t ask,” I say, but then I start talking and tell him every bit of it, concluding with, “And worst of all, I can’t stop obsessing over David. I thought I was over him, but it’s all coming up again.”

He says, “Give it another six months, you’ll feel better.”

“I’ve already given it twelve months, Richard.”

“Then give it six more. Just keep throwin’ six months at it till it goes away. Stuff like this takes time.”

I exhale hotly through my nose, bull-like.

“Groceries,” Richard says, “listen to me. Someday you’re gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You’ll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing and you were in the best possible place in the world for it — in a beautiful place of worship, surrounded by grace. Take this time, every minute of it. Let things work themselves out here in India.”

“But I really loved him.”

“Big deal. So you fell in love with someone. Don’t you see what happened? This guy touched a place in your heart deeper than you thought you were capable of reaching. I mean you got zapped, kiddo. But that love you felt, that’s just the beginning. You just got a taste of love. That’s just limited little rinky-dink mortal love. Wait till you see how much more deeply you can love than that. Heck, Groceries — you have the capacity to someday love the whole world. It’s your destiny. Don’t laugh.”

“I’m not laughing.” I was actually crying. “And please don’t laugh at me now, but I think the reason it’s so hard for me to get over this guy is because I seriously believed David was my soul mate.”

“He probably was. Your problem is you don’t understand what that word means. People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that’s holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then they leave. And thank God for it. Your problem is, you just can’t let this one go. It’s over, Groceries. David’s purpose was to shake you up, drive you out of that marriage that you needed to leave, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light could get in, make you desperate and out of control that you had to transform your life , then introduce you to your spiritual master and beat it. That was his job, and he did great, but now it’s over. Problem is, you can’t accept that this relationship had a real short shelf life. You’re like a dog at the dump, baby — you’re just lickin’ at an empty tin can, trying to get more nutrition out of it. And if you’re not careful, that can’s gonna get stuck on your snout forever and make your life miserable. So drop it.”

“But I love him.”

“So love him.”

“But I miss him.”

“So miss him. Send him some love and light every time you think about him, and then drop it. You’re afraid to let go of the last bits of David because then you’ll really be alone, and Liz Gilbert is scared to death of what will happen if she’s really alone. But here’s what you gotta understand, Groceries. If you clear out all that space in your mind that you’re using right now to obsess about this guy, you’ll have a vacuum there, an open spot — a doorway. And guess what the universe will do with that doorway? It will rush in — God will rush in — and fill you with more love than you ever dreamed. So stop using David to block that door. Let it go.

- Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert

Attraversiamo!

02 November, 2010

The Birth of a Birthday Project

The Birth of a Birthday Project
By Fox Llante

Two years ago I decided that I’ve had enough of the birthday parties and gifts. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t celebrate my birthday in a grandiose manner. In fact, it has been more like a routine – my mother cooks her, as usual, delicious meals; I’d invite a few friends, and then the day is over. Sometimes, I don’t even exert an effort to celebrate at all. I love simplicity but I was never a fan of mediocrity; so in October of 2008, I realized that I was missing on something. The gifts don’t please me anymore, parties don’t appeal to me neither, birthday cards say almost the same thing the year before that and the year before that year. I was appalled by the idea that it has become a vicious nonsense cycle – or at least not sensible enough to make me happy. Does this go with age? I asked myself; or has this always been in my heart ever since but I just didn’t have the time, the courage and the right person to support me.
“To Me but Not for Me” – It was a perfect birthday project title. It’s another way of saying ‘It’s my birthday! And if you want to give me something, please give something else to someone else instead’. What an amazing thought! And yeah, what an amazing feeling it gave me!
I acted on it. I made sure to start it while I was on fire. The ideas flowed like honey. During that time, I just got involved as a volunteer in the Philippine Animal Welfare Society where I suddenly got interested in those little souls. I never hurt animals, I was never brought up that way; but like almost everyone else, I was indifferent. I didn’t care to care. On my spare time during weekends, I’d go to the shelter and do volunteer work – clean the shelter, attend fundraising events, bathe dogs, clean cat ears; I also fostered a kitten and even rescued cats left inside a plastic bag and thrown on a wet street like some garbage one rainy day. Something was changing in me while I was doing those. I have always been involved in charitable activities. I have been to orphanages, home for the aged, home for the disabled and special children, and when I was an active SK (Youth Organization) Official I even initiated projects for women in prison but I never thought of animals. Just like almost everyone else, I never thought of animals. I didn’t think they deserve the same treatment. I didn’t think they were worth my time. I’m glad I didn’t stay in that place. I’m glad I changed. So, I decided where and how to spend my birthday from then on. Out of maybe 1000 (or probably more) people who would generously spend their birthday for the less fortunate humans, at least, I thought, there was one who would think of the welfare of the even less fortunate souls – the animals.
 I got the perfect invite design ready, the words arranged exactly the way I want it. My father designed the cloth envelope and it was perfect. I asked permissions from the right people (PAWS Directors and Sherwin, the volunteer photographer).  I distributed the invites to only a few friends. I included a list of items they can donate – cat food, dog food, leashes, cages, specific names of medicines for the sick. I even included a list of items that can be donated by someone who does not have enough money – old newspapers and old blankets. I included photos of shelter animals to encourage people to adopt. I was overwhelmed by the responses.
I was told by Anna Cabrera (PAWS Director) that my birthday falls on the feast of St. Francis de Assisi – the patron saint for animals and the celebration of the World Animal Day; so needless to say, the shelter was jampacked. It was tiring but I went home and slept well, and believe it or not, I closed my eyes with a sweet smile.
Last October was third time to do this. This year was special. I celebrated with a group of dear friends who helped with this project from start to finish – Project Tenfold. What does Project Tenfold do? Hmmm, that should be in another piece of writing.
I got everything – an invite perfectly designed by a friend, Clem; cat and dog food home cooked by my ever reliable mother; endless errands by my brother Denver; permission and support from PAWS Directors; donations by friends and by people whom I don’t personally know but has reached out to help; my own rescued pets who inspired me; and God, who gave me the time, resources, the right people to support me, and the heart to care for His other creation – animals. This time, aside from asking donations, I fed all the shelter animals and saved the organization the money to spend for at least one meal that day. It wasn’t a grand act or a heroic deed at all compared to the amount of money the shelter needs on a daily basis - a shelter that only survives through volunteer work and donations and does not even get funds from the government. It wasn’t a heroic deed. It wasn’t. So, while everyone else was thinking how to spend their 10.10.10 to bring luck to their lives, we were in the shelter feeding the animals, walking a few dogs, playing with the cats, talking to the shelter personnel; and not knowingly, feeding our own souls.

We went home smelling like fish due to the cooked fish we had to mash for the kitties but I saw the same smiles I saw in myself the first time I did this which, I knew, would make all of us fall asleep later that night; and maybe, if lucky, would put a sweet smile as we close our eyes upon hitting the sack. It happened to me.

Credits at the end of the presentation.



The Eavesdropper


The Eavesdropper
(n.) One who stands under the eaves, or near the window or door of a house, to listen; hence, a secret listener.


GUILTY AS CHARGED.
I AM THE EAVESDROPPER.


I am a fan of film. If I didn't push thru with my teaching job I would have been in the Film Industry or Media. I wanted to take Mass Comm Major In Film at the same time as I was taking Education but we don't have enough means to support both. I bet my health will not be able to support that dream either. As a workaround, I bought books about Film and Media to learn a little bit more. I'd stay in libraries to read more. Although, my meager knowledge of film is probably just as good as anyone who loves watching movies.

When I got my first pay as a high school teacher, I bought a Samsung 3-disc DVD player for myself. I have three different video rental subscriptions - Video City, Video Craze and ACA. Nowadays, I only see Video City. I even planned on having my own video rental business but with the piracy problem, it might not be a good business anymore.I have a collection of movie posters and have always encouraged friends to give me one as a gift. I used to buy GLITTER magazine every month because it talks about upcoming movies so I am always up to date. Now, you can find everything on the net. I also incorporate movies in my discussions in class a lot. You can ask my former students.

All these and 'one more' tell you how much I love movies.

'One more'? - As I entered the 'teaching' world in college my love for movies didn't falter. I watched movies every chance I got (and I still do) but I did more than watch; I took down all the lines that I hear from the movies that I watch.

During those times, movie lines cannot easily be found on the net and there is no Facebook to  give you a daily dose of movie lines. You will hear them as you watch the movie and you have to remember. I will play and pause the movie to get the accurate lines. I compiled all of them and entitled it "Flaming Lips". I stopped adding entries since 2005 because I got frustrated with how easy one can get the lines from the net. The thrill of getting it right from the movie right after you hear its magic has disappeared.

I used to carry the compilation book with me all the time and one of my interns got so interested that she took it from me without my permission and photocopied everything. I didn't talk to her for days!

I know the lines from those movies are not from me and that I should share it but it was more than just that to me. It was my own little world of Film and Media. It was my alter ego. I almost know everything I wrote there by heart. My Ex used to quiz me about it and gets amazed with the accuracy of my answers.

Now I decided to blog about it; to share that little world I put myself into. Also, there is nothing here that you won't see on the net anyway. I will post the entries one at a time as my mood and heart allows it. I just have a few disclaimers:

  1. If the lines are not accurate, please forgive me. Blame it on my play-pause ability not reaching its goal. In addition, not all movie copies have amazing audios, or maybe I heard it wrong.
  2. I bet, nine times out of ten, you will also find these lines from the net but I did not find them there. You can count on my honesty!
  3. Over the course of my taking-note-of-good-lines-i-hear escapades, I have also learned to take notes of lines I hear from songs, famous people and even the ones I read from books or magazines so some of the stuff you will see are not  solely from movies.
  4. The movie title/song title/book title/magazine title indicated in each line is where I got the line. If you have also heard it from someone else or somewhere else then I didn't hear or see it from there.
  5. It is not my intention to violate any infringement rules or copyrights or whatever law. I am just a fan of what was written or said.
  6. If you repost any of the lines you will see here, please indicate the source of the line indicated.
  7. Not all the lines I have collected are written on one notebook. Some are written on some pieces of papers, saved in my cellphone, on the back of a photograph, in my memory or sometimes even on the walls of the houses I lived in. I had to write or else I'll lose it, just the same when I write an original piece.
  8. The lines do not reflect my values, not all. Some are just plain interesting to me.
  9. There are about 10 or less lines shared by a friend who is also in the same hobby when I started this.
  10. The title 'Eavesdropping' came from a label I used to tag some entries from my first blog Uninvited Thoughts. It showcases lines, scenes, conversations from movies or real-life scenes that I find interesting and worth writing about.
  11. Most of all, this isn't gossip. NO WAY!

I have collected about 1000 lines for those 10 years that I was doing it. If I had not stopped maybe it will double the number. The brown book you will see in one of my entries soon, contains 477 lines to be exact. The rest are everywhere - planners, journals, phone, walls, old letters or from another notebook I call the 'black book' where I write my original poems.

Maybe I will start adding entries again or maybe not but for now I just want to share what I have.

Sit back, relax and enjoy the movies because I'm ready for you now.






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