Leo P. Olobia

 

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About the CD:
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I have un upcoming CD eintitled "Piano Potpourri", a selection of my favorite classical, broadway and standard music. It is currently being edited and mastered in Vancouver, Canada. As soon as the final product is released it will be posted here for your listening enjoyment.
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Coming Home, Indeed

Tacloban is a place to go back to. Well, if you're looking for dilapidated buildings, dirty markets or a friendly air of pollutants coming from automobiles. More shops are in place aside from Chinese-owned establishments, parks are manicured with plants and flowers, and I bet crime rate is still at its minimum. 

I must say, coming home brings a lot of emotions. It's like these people have been taking care of their business too much they have forgotten the 'art of living'. There is very little sign of upliftment, except when you visit Dulz Cuna's lavish art gallery in Apitong where you begin to live again. Music scene is still backward mainly because it is either pop or rock, or the madness of karaoke. 

We can be better than all these, I suppose. The flourishing computer schools are so overrated. They are not tools for advancement anymore, they curtail our creative imagination. Who goes to the hills in Apitong or the secluded beaches outside San Jose to enjoy nature these days? Or construct a brick edifice? We have lost our sense of spirit. 

UP Tacloban is a center for criticism, yet how many more vigilant minds can we expect from the students? Do they still embrace the culture of active participation or have they become receptacles of modern-day scourge? All these boil down to one thing -- consciousness.

What is Tacloban consciousness? Is it barbecue? Is it the congestion of commerce and lifeless existence?  Is it the rice and fish you have to feed everyday? Is it the frequent rhetoric of politicians brightening up your day? Or is it the silence in the suburbs going about their harmless lifestyle planting and harvesting with an occasional visit to the city? 

I am constantly asking these questions because some of them need to be answered and some will remain wisdom in their own. They are meant to puzzle you. If you haven't been to Tacloban, it's close to Cebu and struggling in many ways to be heard.



 

Posted at BQR 11/02/04.