“No Water, No Moon” by Bamboo (2011)

Sa buhay na ito,

tayo’y manatili,

huminga ng malalim, huminga ng malalim.

There’s only so far two musicians whose work has managed to spiritually and emotionally move me away from the ground and into oblivion: June Marieezy and Bamboo.

Before fully diving into his musical world, I’ve only really heard Bamboo sporadically through countless replays of famous songs like “Hallelujah”, “Hinahanap Kita” and “Elesi” from his hit ’90s and ’00s bands Bamboo and Rivermaya. These were the songs my sister and my dad loved whilst I paid half a mind to.

That all changed in 2013, two years after Bamboo released his first solo album poetically named “No Water, No Moon”.

I’ve heard from some friends who loved Bamboo back in his banda days that they were quite surprised and disappointed when they first heard his different sound, they thought his solo career would have the same rocker and astigin tone. I’ve taken the time to listen to both, and I guess it’s just up to you whether you can appreciate the two different sounds and accept that Bamboo is an ever growing and evolving figure, not afraid to go a completely different direction (Very much like his star sign Aries, if I may add).


There’s something powerful, breaking and cathartic in all of these songs, whether listened to in one go or one track now, the other later. They’re refreshing in contrast to the less emotional, bouncier songs that there are today, and we as listeners are allowed to delve in the deepest corners of ourselves and feel something that the singer does: vulnerability.

Songs like “Down The Line” and “All Hail the Fool” all drip with volatile emotion, pent up feelings so raw and aching to escape that even after a year of being listened to, can still hit me in the heart.

This album came to my life in the most perfect time, to aid a time in my young life that needed aiding, a time of changing phases, where bravery and a stronger sense of hearing of the gut instincts was needed. These songs helped me bear the pain of growing from this lazy kid without responsibilities into this kid (haha) with priorities, letting go of what’s hurt him and enjoying the void that those thorns left behind.

Tracks to listen for:

In This Life:

YouTube link above is all the evidence I need for you. Every time that I hear that song, chills and tears, man. That song came to my life in the perfect time and it still serves as a daily reminder to just breathe, a task so important and easy, a cleansing task that can get us through a lot, but so easily forgotten.

Everything will be okay in the end.


The 2013 Bamboo still values light, peace and love, just in a different genre.

Just Go:

One of those songs perfect for the city dwelling guy, walking out of his workplace after his fifth eight hour shift when he was just contracted three days. Yup, I’m describing myself. November was one hell of a month.

Web Map:

Support OPM! Download the album by clicking these links. #nowplaying

iTunes: No Water, No Moon

Amazon: No Water, No Moon

PS. Thank you for following me back on Twitter Bamboo! Hope my tweets about my comically awkward life amuse you.

– Troy

Published by troycabida

Troy Cabida (he/him) is a Filipino poet and producer based in south west London. His recent poems have appeared in TAYO Literary Magazine, harana poetry, MacMillan and bath magg. He is a producer for London open mic night Poetry and Shaah and co-founder of Liwayway Kolektibo, an arts and culture network providing space for UK-based Filipino/a/x creatives. His debut pamphlet, War Dove, was published by Bad Betty Press in 2020. Photo taken by Ray Roberts.

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