This Maddening Scene

This Maddening Scene

It was during college when I wanted to work in the music industry. This was, despite the depression, during the height of my optimism and hopefulness. I had so many dreams back then that revolved around music. I wanted to work in a record label and be an A&R guy. Wanted to manage bands. Wanted to produce records. Even wanted to put up my own record label. Wanted to become a music journalist. Wanted to be in a band or write and sing my own songs on stage, but back then, it seemed like an impossibility.


I had an inkling on how to do it that’s based on movies and music documentaries, but it wasn’t enough. I was immersed in the local music scene and research involved observations on how things worked, seeing how artists interact with the venues, the roadies, the managers, the fans, etc. I was twenty-one. It was eleven years ago.

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On Which A Dream Was Fulfilled

On Which A Dream Was Fulfilled

One of my dreams in life is to be have an article I wrote be published on a major national website. It finally happened.

On February 19, 2016, I covered the Dama 3D Danao Dancel Dumas Anniversary Concert for When In Manila.

Here’s what went down:

It all started with three guys and their acoustic guitars banding together to pool their collective stories into one epic tale. Like the bards of old who wove their experiences and anguish into works of art, Johnoy Danao, Ebe Dancel, and Bullet Dumas has done the same in modern times. And it is all for the love of their craft. Pure unadulterated love. Of all the instruments made by man, there’s no instrument more primal and simpler than the acoustic guitar. In its own, it’s a tool to deliver the user’s emotional quandaries. Married with the unmistakable voices and exceptional lyrics of Danao, Dancel, and Dumas, it becomes magic. It becomes an experience.


You can read (and view the photos) here:

I Don’t Want To Be Anything Other Than Me

When I was in my early twenties, there was a TV show that was instrumental in defining being. It shaped every single aspect of my life. From my taste in music to the way I write, One Tree Hill was the prime influence in all of it. And I didn’t really pay any mind to it when it came out.

I thought it was about basketball. I’m far from being a sports fan, but I watched an episode from the show’s second season on a local TV channel and I immediately got hooked. It was about more than basketball. It was more than a teen series. It was about growing up. It was about loss. It was about love. It was about overcoming the odds. It was about music. It was about life.

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Of Wander & Frenzy

I woke up today to a message that I never expected. I had hoped to receive that message. I had wished. It was wishful thinking. I never thought I was worthy of the message. I never thought I was good enough – talented enough – already to be given the task that the message contained.

There were two messages, actually.

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Dama = Feel

Dama = Feel

I’ve mentioned before that my musical inclinations have, in recent years, leaned towards the stripped down, bare bones side of things. That simplicity and unfussiness of music has appealed to me due to, well, I wouldn’t say my age, but due to my bias for introspection and quiet. Simply put, I prefer acoustic singer-songwriter music on most days.

That’s why I’m a huge follower of the artists in the “3D: Danao Dancel Dumas” collective. Individually, the trio – Johnoy Danao, Ebe Dancel, and Bullet Dumas – does not need an introduction. All three have made names for themselves in local music history. All three have been success stories in OPM. All three are influential to the current and upcoming crop of guitar-wielding, whiskey swigging, lovelorn troubadours. And as a collective, as “3D,” the supergroup has definitely made an impact.

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