Chad Verzosa
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I write and take photos.
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Portishead: Dummy
If melancholy had a sound, it would resemble the mournful soundscapes of Portishead's Dummy. Accompanied by lush orchestral arrangements and unsettling theremin drones, Beth Gibbons' voice, switching between hushed whispers and agonizing banshee wails, penetrates you like a knife.
By Chad Verzosa2 years ago in Critique
A Prayer For My Father
I I knew the moment my father was about to die. I couldn't explain it to you, but I just felt it. I was so sure about my hunch that I spent the entire evening sitting on the couch next to my father's bed, watching him closely while he was resting.
By Chad Verzosa4 years ago in Confessions
3 Filipino Desserts You Need to Try This Summer. Top Story - June 2022.
For Filipinos, food and nostalgia are intricately intertwined. Ask any Pinoy millennial about their most memorable birthday party experience, and it will probably involve hotdogs and marshmallows on skewers. Talk about fond fiesta memories, and it might trigger olfactory hallucinations as they remember all the Lechon and Lumpia they used to snag from the dinner table as kids.
By Chad Verzosa4 years ago in Feast
Learning Magic One Frame at a Time. Third Place in Create Your Happiness Challenge.
The Beginning Growing up in the 90s, I'd often hear adults talk about all the harmful consequences of television. They argued that apart from exposing kids to obscene content, tv also caused all sorts of adverse psychological effects on young minds.
By Chad Verzosa5 years ago in Photography
I Wanna RRRiot! Playlist
Most people used to detest punk rock because they found it too loud, too aggressive, and too confrontational. But to the kids like me that it managed to convert, punk became an unlikely conduit that exposed them to viewpoints they would never have encountered otherwise.
By Chad Verzosa5 years ago in Beat
How It Feels to Be A Foreigner In A Japanese Bathhouse
I emerged from the subway station in Ueno with a throbbing headache. Desperate for a nap, I asked around for a cheap hotel. A group of Japanese teenagers was kind enough to lead me to a building that I wouldn't have guessed was a hotel. They told me it was nice and cheap, and that was what I needed. I waved goodbye to them and headed inside.
By Chad Verzosa5 years ago in Wander
