Jose Mari Chan- A Musical Poet

JOSE MARI CHAN


“Each song is a story....each story has a song”. Jose Mari Chan is a musical poet. He is a Filipino-Chinese singer/songwriter who weaves the stories in his songs. He is a musician, lyricist, and performer who started his career in the 1960’s. His triple-platinum and Double-Diamond albums are full of songs that have withstood the test of time. He is a multi-awarded genius whose compositions range from romantic ballads to commercial jingles to theme songs to motion picture scores. How come he is not a National Artist yet?

Chan's musical poetry is something I always come back to, its beautiful melodies and eloquent lyrics are soothing to the soul. Especially today, I needed to clean my ears after I caught snippets of ugly rap music from a passing motorist (ugh!). The beautiful lyrics of Afterglow is an antidote to the nonsensical/disgusting prose of Kanye West.

Growing up in the Philippines, I sang along Jose Mari Chan's many songs, secretly dreaming of someone writing a romantic ballad, just for me. The songs remind me of simpler but joyous times, when the lyrics of the songs paint the picture vividly and fill you with emotions. As there are comfort foods, Constant Change and Love to Last a Lifetime are among my comfort songs. Chan’s compositions are definitely part of the soundtrack of my life.


Afterglow - First Single 1967

We're at the afterglow
Of what we both do know
Known as the spring of our youth.
We've loved and shared the dawn
And hoped that we'd go on
'Cause even that dawn had to go.





Constant Change

We're on the road
We move from place to place
And oftentimes when I'm about to call it home
We'd have to move along
Life is a constant change...






Can We Just Stop And Talk Awhile - Lea Salonga version

Fancy meeting you alone in the crowd
Couldn't help but notice your smile
While everybody else around us is going about
Can we just stop and talk awhile? I've been often told our world's growing old
And that friends are harder to find
Do tell me more about yourself
We could share a thought or two
Now who would mind?





Sing me a song again, Daddy

Sing me a song again, Daddy
Sing me a happy verse.
Teach me those clever lines you sang
As you carried me on your shoulders.
Sing me that hymn that you so loudly
Sang in church with mom.
Sing it again to me and fill me
With all your words of wisdom.






Beautiful Girl

Beautiful girl, wherever you are
I knew when I saw you, you had opened the door
I knew that I'd love again after a long, long while
I'd love again.






Please Be Careful with My Heart - Sarah Geronimo and Christian Bautista version

If you love me like you tell me
Please be careful with my heart
You can take it just don't break it
Or my world will fall apart

You are my first romance
And I'm willing to take a chance
That 'till life is through
I'll still be loving you






Can't We Start Over Again

All through my life of seasons
No matter how far I roam
Always there's something missing inside
Yearning to come back home

You are the one I return to
Love. Only love leads the way
Give us this chance to start over again
Darling, I'm coming home to stay.






My Girl, My Woman, My Friend - featuring Janet Basco

When my work is through at the end of the day
There's nothing else that I'd rather do
Than to be with you at the end of the day
To be right by your side makes me feel brand new
'Cause you're my girl, my woman, my friend
And that's how it's gonna be till the end.
Loving you is what I live for
And I can't ask for anything more
You're my woman, my girl, and my friend
Rolled into one.






Afraid For Love To Fade

I can't let you pass me by
I just can't let you go but I know
That I am much too shy to let you know
Afraid that I might say the wrong
Words and displease you
Afraid for love to fade
Before it can come true




Lea Salonga version






A Love To Last A Lifetime

We're all just merely passing through
Doing what we can do in a lifetime
We have more than one adventure to take
More than one dream to make in our lifetime
As for me there's only one dream
And that's to love you, my love
With a love to last a lifetime





Mamang Sorbetero (from Mr. Songwriter)

The melody of Celeste Legaspi's folk hit 'Mamang Sorbetero' was actually derived from Chan's 'Mr. Songwriter.'

Tasty and the Reluctant Cook

This reluctant cook (yes, me) is currently preoccupied with watching the short one-minute “Tasty” posts on FaceBook. It is an anomaly that I drool over the food videos on how to make lasagna poppers, taco-stuffed peppers, cinnamon roll french toast bake, and churro ice cream bowls. Those are works of art, in my opinion. Although I am mesmerized by these "Tasty" videos, I am not convinced that cooking is easy and relaxing.

Back in the 1980s when I was just starting as a nurse in the United States, I shared an apartment with four roommates. My friends (Tess, Evelyn, and Fe) could whip out delicious dishes without any effort, without breaking a sweat. We had a deal; whoever was off duty from work would cook dinner for the rest. I dreaded those days.

My first thoughts upon waking up were: “What would I cook?” and “Would they eat it?”. While others have told me that cooking is their stress therapy, it was the opposite for me. I was so exhausted from the stress of even thinking about the steps in the food preparation. Cooking jangled my nerves and definitely impacted my mental well-being.

My mother was to blame for my lack of culinary skills. When I was a child, my mother didn’t like anyone underfoot when she was cooking in the kitchen. The one time she let me cook fried fish, I almost burned the house down. Or maybe she just resigned to the fact that I would rather read my books than cook anything. I would rather daydream than peel onions. I prefer writing than measuring how much salt and how much pepper to put on the food. I scoffed whenever somebody said that "the best way to a man's heart is through his stomach". Who comes up with idiotic things like this?

So, when I flew over to America, I was the least domesticated among the group of nurses who descended upon Roosevelt Island. My friends’ version of the classic Filipino food of adobo, sinigang and tinola were way much more delicious than mine. Same ingredients, but my food always ended up with either too much or too little fish sauce, overcooked or undercooked, and too bland or too salty.

But since I had to do my share of chores, I tried my best in the kitchen. I really did. I decided to experiment. I surprised my friends with Pork and Beans with ground beef, Monggo with sardines, and rubbery beef steak. Bless their hearts, my roommates managed not to vomit after every dish. There was also the incident of the oven. I had decided to bake the chicken. When I opened the oven door, a flash fire singed my eyebrows and lashes. To this day, I have not baked anything.

In the end, to save my sanity as well as to release my friends from punishment, I told them that I would rather wash the dishes than come near the stove again. The sighs of relief after this pronouncement should have insulted me. Actually, abstaining from cooking saved the friendship. My adventures in cooking became fodder for jokes whenever I meet with my friends again. I was very much self-aware that my talents did not extend to cooking.

A few years later, I cooked out of obligation because I had a child to feed. I don’t think I starved my family. My then-husband was even more clueless than me. In a week’s time, I alternated between fried chicken, pork chops, or anything with the pre-mixed ingredients in a pack. The week-ends were spent trying out the neighborhood restaurants. Even with my inadequate cooking skills, my son grew up healthy. I don’t think that his fascination with the Food Channel is a symptom of food deprivation. Maybe, those frequent food trips during the week-ends made him a gourmet.

Today, I am thankful for take-outs and deliveries; good food is just a phone call away. And just because I’m obsessed with the “Tasty” videos, it does not mean that I will finally don my apron again. Hmmph, cooking is over-rated.

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Ken Lee, Miss Tres and Other Funny Musical Performances

This year, American Idol completed its incomparable 15-season run. Much as it has given us singing superstars like Kelly Clarkson, I must admit I enjoyed watching the funny (or bad) auditions. There are people who are clueless about their lack of talents. But the show certainly gave us a few hours of enjoyment, a sure stress-reducer. The belly laughs they induce do release tension, lower the blood pressure, and reinforce my belief that there are more tone-deaf people than me.

You all remember William Hung of the “She Bangs” fame (or infamy) who parlayed his more than 15-minutes into a short-lived musical career. I did not care about the stereotypical characterization, but I truly enjoyed his optimistic off-key renditions for the simple reason: he made me laugh. He was, for lack of a better word, charming.





Here are my favorite funny musical performances from other talent shows. Is there any one funnier than Ken Lee?


“Ken Lee”?, from Bulgarian Idol.
I have watched this many times, and this rendition never fails to make me laugh. Check out her attitude when the judge asked her what language was she singing in. "No one ken to ken to sivmen, nor yon clees toju maliveh". "English". Of course. Thank you, Ken Lee.






Miss Tres on “Asia's Got Talent”.
Just watch and be amazed. Listen for their real names.





Weird Guys on 'France Got Talent'. Hey, it takes talent to work these towels around.





Fe and Rodfil: The Unlikeliest Of Singing Duos on “Asia's Got Talent”. Turn around, hahaha.





And then there are the professional ones who are clearly talented, and funny as well.


PAgagNINI is a string quartet from Spain who brings classical music and comedy together on stage. Who says classical music is boring?






Victor Borge Classic Collection - Victor Borge's Funniest Moments
The master pianist-comedian. "A smile is the shortest distance between people", yes indeed.

"Imagine You & Me": a movie review

"Imagine You & Me" (IYAM) is a blockbuster romantic comedy that was masterfully directed by Mike Tuviera for APT Productions. The stars are the hottest love team in the Philippines, Alden Richards as Andrew and Maine Mendoza as Gara. Mr. Tuviera presented a well-crafted movie as a gift that should delight not only their fans, but all those who appreciate a good film.

IYAM is a light-hearted movie with surprising depth, heart-tugging scenes, and enough twists and turns to the story. The movie unfolds like pieces in a puzzle, symbolic of the broken gemstone glued up to make it whole again. It is a tribute to overseas foreign workers (OFWs) who travel to other countries to provide for their families, who bond with their friends through karaoke and through shared confidences about life and love.

The supporting cast is par excellence. Cacai Bautista and Cai Cortez are hilarious as Gara’s roommates. “Ang Tataa?” still rings in my ears. Jasmine Curtis-Smith delivers an understated but poignant performance as a leukemia-stricken patient. I am most impressed with Irma Adlawan’s touching portrayal of the stepmom who longed to heal the rift between her and Andrew. She was willing to wait for the right time, to connect with the son of her beloved spouse. This is one special moment, an emotional breakthrough for these two characters.

Alden Richards is definitely one of the finest actors of his generation. His angst and sensitivity is riveting to watch. Alden's performance as a broken-hearted medical student is layered and nuanced, as he thaws out of his moods and begins to appreciate the efforts of those who love him. This line- “Please don’t break my heart like this. Binuo mo na ako (You already made me whole)” made me tear up (okay, I sobbed). In his future films, I would love for him to tackle more mature roles that will showcase his acting prowess that will sustain him for years to come.

Maine Mendoza has an effervescent presence that lights up the screen. Her Joie de vivre manifested in how she embraces her life as an OFW with odd jobs. Maine is adorable and likeable which merited comparison to Jennifer Aniston. I see her as without equal. For how could a dubsmash queen and a self-confessed introvert capture Alden’s heart and the whole AlDub nation? She is a natural comedienne who will probably surprise us once again. She will captivate us with more of her previously hidden talents. Didn’t she already prove that she is a talented writer and singer?

The breathtaking scenery of Como, Italy is the other star of the movie. The sweeping green hills and picturesque villas dotted around the lake are impressive, as well as the quaint town square with its charming cafes and cobblestone streets. Shayne Sarte deserves a standing ovation for the beautiful cinematography. It is serendipitous that the producer, Mr. Antonio Tuviera, fell in love with the place about five years ago and finally achieved his dream of making the movie with the phenomenal AlDub team . Maine and Alden unknowingly met in a teen show, only to accidentally start a split-screen romance in Eat Bulaga five years later. The undeniable chemistry and the public’s reaction to it is unprecedented and will not ever be replicated again. The hands of destiny are at work here.

So, come and see the movie. I have seen it twice, because I needed to fully absorb the kilig moments, especially that unmentionable scene at the end in Verona, Italy. That long 360-degree shot that took seven takes to perfect (and however many off-cam practice sessions). As Andrew said, there is no English translation for “kilig”. This tagalog word earned its way to the Oxford dictionary because of AlDub and in this movie, AlDub certainly did not disappoint. The “kilig” factor was “tagos sa bone marrow”, indeed.


Here's the fangirl squealing, EEEEEEEEEEE!!!! The lovelock says it all. AlDub is real.

Team Abroad: Empire Columbia Park Cinema Theater in North Bergen, New Jersey

I Like...

I LIKE...

Saturdays, because I don’t have to work and I can continue to snuggle in bed… alone.

Listening to Delilah on the radio, with her soothing voice and sappy love songs

Dog-eared books, reminders of many hours spent dreaming about other worlds

Watching AlDub fall in love. Trying to hide my wide grin. I believe that this loveteam earned the word "kilig" a place in the Oxford dictionary

A Jigzone puzzle with 247-piece triangles to completely empty the mind. No cares in the world except to click and click.

Old couples walking hand-in-hand. It's nice to know that there is a "forever".

Big veins on the patient’s arms, back when I was still at the bedside.

Old photographs of family and friends, especially when I'm homesick. Then I miss them so much more.

Boomer waiting by the window. Unconditional love.

Walking in the rain with friends as we double up in laughter. Certified Pluviophile here.

Double rainbows, double pots of gold.

Bob Ross and Norman Rockwell, geniuses and psychotherapists

The cover picture on my book, when I was young and somewhat pretty.

Challenging myself, out of my comfort zone.

Writing. Leaving a legacy of my thoughts.

Knowing that I have options, that I have so much more to offer.

I Like These Songs. Period!

Just a disclaimer. I. Am. Not. A. Belieber. I actually surprised myself that I like Justin Bieber’s latest song, “Love Yourself”. The song is in constant rotation on lite-fm radio during my hour-long drive. I liked the song before I knew who sang it. Justin can sing, after all.

Those who think that I only listen to oldies singers would be totally wrong. I am not just of the easy-listening genre. Somehow, this song from the millennial generation managed to amuse me. I can’t explain it. I like the song. Period.




I also liked Britney Spear’s “Oops, I did it again”. Perhaps it’s the goofiness or just my desire to be contrary. Oops, am I just getting to the point where I don’t care what anyone thinks of my choices?






Over the years, I have been totally won over by songs that did not fit my usual playlist. The novelty songs are out of character. I loved these songs for the simple pleasures they gave, for the catchy beat, and for the emotional connection. These songs were not belted by Dion or Houston, but they were a lot of fun to sing or dance to. I am still adding to my burgeoning list of guilty-pleasure songs.
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Psy- Gangnam Style. I don’t understand the song, but who can argue against 2,582,183,790 views as of today (5/30/16) making it the most-viewed youtube video of all time since it was uploaded in 2012? I still cannot understand the horse trot dance moves, but there is something quite enjoyable in swinging those arms in wild abandon. "Oppa gangnam style", indeed.




Papaya Dance was sung by a Polish singer in the 1970s. In 2007, this song was popularized by game show host Edu Manzano in the Philippines. The dance moves swept throughout the country until it was featured in Good Morning America. I prefer the Papaya dance moves to the Macarena and the Asereje.




Pusong Bato means Heart of Stone. A man’s heartbreak due to his loved one’s treachery. It has become an angsty anthem for the broken-hearted, some kind of cathartic release. Maybe we can all relate.

Keeping the Faith

The year-end Thanksgiving service last December 20th captured my feelings of appreciation for the blessings of this year. I reflected on the spiritual triumph for the members of the Church who persevered despite the turmoil caused by the enemies of the Church. The blessings are manifested in never-ending ways.

I believe that when you have faith, everything is possible. I am one with the INC church administration. I am One with EVM.