[update] music and lyrics ~ SALISI
When people find out that I have an entire portfolio of songs tucked away, one of the questions that I get asked often is “How long does it take you to write a song?”
My answer? Sometimes it's the span of a break between classes (when I was still in uni). Or a train ride from the Taft Avenue MRT all the way to GMA-Kamuning. I've had songs sit for months, even years. And there are those rare instances; certain songs that come out whole leaving me with nothing left to do but work out the arrangement on the piano to refine an already polished piece.
I guess at the end of the day, it’s really all about (for me, anyway) knowing what you want to write and gauging whether you can write it. If the music cooperates, magic happens.
Tonight was like that.
Noelle: bebe
what does salisi mean
Marguerite: basically, to say “nagkasalisi”
is to say that two (or more people missed meeting each other)
like if you come over to my house and i’m not there, kasi kakaalis ko lang
Noelle: lol cos my friend is asking why some people use it
when you get pickpocketed
/INTERESTING IMAGERY THAR THO
Marguerite: ah, in the context of “nasalisihan”, it’s a crime of opportunity
Noelle: can we use that?
/wants to use this song to prove to the world how awesome filipino is ok
Marguerite: see, salisi (in both definitions and context) is about that split-second, that moment of ‘chance’
Noelle: tangene
may bridge na ako
/works around the concept
Marguerite: come to think of it, we really can use both contexts
as “missed connection” and as an act of stealing.
salisi as a crime also revolves around “what the fuck just happened?!”
Noelle: ^ this
teka let me type
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This will be rendered in piano and a light beat following the rhythm of the lyrics as if they are being spoken and/or read.
SALISI
Music: Noelle Pico
Lyrics: Noelle Pico, Mags Forto
just like a wake-up call two seconds too soon
when i am startled out of sleeping and washed over in blue
and my heart’s chasing this unnamed, fleeting feeling
that’s gone off there with the evening as the sun peeks over you
and like that half-remembered dream i keep on thinking
that i’ve messed up all the details that brought together truth
and this ‘we’ of ours, a word left untranslated
i wish i’d seen it, i would have seized it
freeze-framed it so i wouldn’t have had to fall
it was all sleight of hand, accidental trick, this crime of opportunity,
my pockets emptied of affections i can’t afford to really feel
and what is worse is i can’t blame you, get mad or even shame you
for an unintended something that neither of us would have known
and still i wonder if you see a half-made memory of me
the almost-kisses tucked in a smile, an echoed voice saying a name
and i - i wonder how it’s fair at all to want a chance to say goodbye
we’ll chalk it up to déjà vu this love from me to the ghost of you
and me and everything that we could have ever tried to be
let’s not define ourselves by what we’re not,
maybe one day we’ll time it right
but for now let’s breathe and let go
at the count of three
(Coda: Piano Instrumental)
My answer? Sometimes it's the span of a break between classes (when I was still in uni). Or a train ride from the Taft Avenue MRT all the way to GMA-Kamuning. I've had songs sit for months, even years. And there are those rare instances; certain songs that come out whole leaving me with nothing left to do but work out the arrangement on the piano to refine an already polished piece.
I guess at the end of the day, it’s really all about (for me, anyway) knowing what you want to write and gauging whether you can write it. If the music cooperates, magic happens.
Tonight was like that.
Noelle: bebe
what does salisi mean
Marguerite: basically, to say “nagkasalisi”
is to say that two (or more people missed meeting each other)
like if you come over to my house and i’m not there, kasi kakaalis ko lang
Noelle: lol cos my friend is asking why some people use it
when you get pickpocketed
/INTERESTING IMAGERY THAR THO
Marguerite: ah, in the context of “nasalisihan”, it’s a crime of opportunity
Noelle: can we use that?
/wants to use this song to prove to the world how awesome filipino is ok
Marguerite: see, salisi (in both definitions and context) is about that split-second, that moment of ‘chance’
Noelle: tangene
may bridge na ako
/works around the concept
Marguerite: come to think of it, we really can use both contexts
as “missed connection” and as an act of stealing.
salisi as a crime also revolves around “what the fuck just happened?!”
Noelle: ^ this
teka let me type
=====
This will be rendered in piano and a light beat following the rhythm of the lyrics as if they are being spoken and/or read.
SALISI
Music: Noelle Pico
Lyrics: Noelle Pico, Mags Forto
just like a wake-up call two seconds too soon
when i am startled out of sleeping and washed over in blue
and my heart’s chasing this unnamed, fleeting feeling
that’s gone off there with the evening as the sun peeks over you
and like that half-remembered dream i keep on thinking
that i’ve messed up all the details that brought together truth
and this ‘we’ of ours, a word left untranslated
i wish i’d seen it, i would have seized it
freeze-framed it so i wouldn’t have had to fall
it was all sleight of hand, accidental trick, this crime of opportunity,
my pockets emptied of affections i can’t afford to really feel
and what is worse is i can’t blame you, get mad or even shame you
for an unintended something that neither of us would have known
and still i wonder if you see a half-made memory of me
the almost-kisses tucked in a smile, an echoed voice saying a name
and i - i wonder how it’s fair at all to want a chance to say goodbye
we’ll chalk it up to déjà vu this love from me to the ghost of you
and me and everything that we could have ever tried to be
let’s not define ourselves by what we’re not,
maybe one day we’ll time it right
but for now let’s breathe and let go
at the count of three
(Coda: Piano Instrumental)