I need some melody. I need some lines. Nothing melodramatic but just a escape from humdrum. I am trying to write a song or just a prose maybe. Where do I begin? This block seems heavy actually. This writer’s block. This long silence has been the highs and lows of my sound waves. The dead of night are the beats and the keys striking the drums in my ears. It’s getting tedious. I am trying to break this hiatus. But my heart I break instead.
I am looking for lines and melody anxiously. A sudden surge of thoughts would do. I reckon I have found fragments and pieces of them here before. From the uncomprehendable smiles of my little boy Judah to his heart-wrenching cries only his Creator understands. From a horizon painted by the colliding colors brought by the sun to an army of stars afar in a nightsky. From an obscure moment sitting on the waves and tides of a heavy traffic propelling noise on a busy street (where I started writing this). From the simple summer walks and complexity of unexpected rains. From my future hopes, past and present pains. I’ve been here before. I am looking back, within and ahead. From the tapping of the thirsty pen to the foot. At the count of 1,2,3, then suddenly something just kicks and clicks. My heart still beats and lungs still breathe all along.
Then I ask. Am I my own melody? Am I my own song? Am I my own art? Maybe. But then again to realize I am all in all a masterpiece of God.
Afterall, there still seems art in the noise and this hiatus. So its time to rise and sing again. Strike up the band again.
So I pray, God, music please…
Blank page, anxious pen
All night long from six to eleven
Head is dripping as a thousand words wind
Gushing through this dreamy mind
Where should I get to start?
What is the beginning part?
A dash, bullet or question mark?
My exclamations are igniting sparks
Empty canvas, empty space
Each palette awaits their own place
We are colors in our own ways
A motion picture our footprint paints
there’s a heartbeat in those keys you were playing
through these walls this lovesong is reverbing
as you were sitting by the old piano
purest of love sings at its echo
this familiar tune still feels so near
a nostalgia i hold so dear
there’s a heartbeat in the keys you were playing
the highs and lows valleying and peaking
through the battles we’ve fought
you’ve always thought
where trials are audacious
life remains more melodious
This record is 10 years in the making and my first full-length. It was indeed a journey and an awakening.
My previous years revolved around experimenting on sounds, songwriting, recording, playing at our local church and a little bit of charity work. These have become a cycle of my life and I never have imagined the long journey all these took. From a pile of songs I’ve written, I have thought of releasing a full length album. The past years were more of searching and anticipating. I eagerly went through an unorthodox process of writing and recording. I was just sure of this passion and work that kept progressing. It has been impelling to be impregnated with songs waiting for full birth.
I still remember those days of discovering, learning and trying as teenager. I remember that song I wrote where I won in a songwriting contest in high school. I remember those early days I was recording songs on casette tape. I have witnessed the sunset of cassettes and VHS’s, the rise and fall of CD’s and the emergence of digital music.
And here we go. The album is out within this internet-hyped era. Thank God I would not have been able to afford releasing an album during the days of labels and compact discs.
Life is a series of waking up and this is what this record is all about. It is about rising above our existence, impossibilities, needs and struggles. It is about the tangibility of joy, pain and everything in between. It posts the questions of what and how we wake up and live for each day. It tells that there is a soul that has to be awakened more than just this physical body. It took some inspiration from Psalm 57:8 “Wake up, soul! Wake up, harp! wake up, lute! Wake up, you sleepyhead sun!”
I thank God for the opportunity and freedom to write songs about this life as it all will resound back to Him. Check out my sounds out and feel free to share it to your world…
On iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/ph/album/bagong-gising/id1079713277
Free download at https://divinorivera.com
Down for quite a while
Am i back up just in time?
You caught me dead sleeping
Three-fourth of my life’s been missing
‘Cause this silence made me slumber
Awakened when you called my number
Recognized you like a long lost lover
This fire you made me remember
And Oh, I gave my heart to the wind
Lost it and sought it back again
‘Cause I was down for quite a while
Am I back up just in time?
Copyright 2017 Divino Rivera
beating but a broken sound
rattling and mumbling words
confessions more than melancholy
sorrows and plain regrets
all i am a wretched king,
begging for indispensable mercy
committed crime beyond remedy
i reckon i’m a man of war
brave enough to face my foes
but I.. I cringe in fear
to lose the One I hold so dear
i admit i dread all consequence
dismissive now is my eloquence
in the light of You there’s no pretense
the mess i made
this guilt I bear
conquered kingdoms but grace i can’t buy
desperation is the currency
i need You so in this misery
nothing i can give
but a broken heart singing a broken song
Copyright 2015 Divino Rivera