Psalm 84 and beyond

When I started writing news for our college publication, I was assigned by my editor to follow every move of the UST College of Science Glee Club (CSGC). Now, I can’t believe that I am now part of the singing group I constantly covered during their college gigs, university-wide stints, and even in when the President calls them (see related blog entitled “Some Culture”). It was last July 2, 2007 when I saw my name posted as one of the applicants who passed the first and second screenings for the new breed of singers for the CSGC. Psalm 84 (How Lovely Is Your Dwelling Place) was the song I chose as my audition piece. And during the final test – the so-called ‘Judgement Day’ – I passed. Thanks to the one month training and to the support of my friends, I was able to prove to myself that I can really sing. Plus, those videoke nights were quite helpful as well!

The first three months of my singing experience as a ‘gleepol’ (as we CSGC members call ourselves) has been very memorable for me *pardon my mushiness*. Aside from the usual invocation and national anthems in school, I, together with two colleagues, were invited to sing in a wedding. Although I was shaky and nervous, I was happy to have sung for the first time in front of a wedding banquet in Laguna. (Alas, an alternative to hosting!) Next exciting performance for me was during one of the La Naval masses in Santo Domingo Church Quezon City. Singing for a mass offered to the miraculous Our Lady of the Holy Rosary was a very inspirational moment.

Because of CSGC, my name became part of the ‘Most Wanted’ list of the SOCC (Student Organizations Coordinating Council) and OSA (Office for Student Affairs). It’s a complicated story but I guess it’s the price to pay for bringing out the truth. My article (which I wrote six months before I became a gleepol) was noticed by the said UST offices because I relayed the ruckus that happened to last year’s Intercollegiate Song Festival (ICSF) in Momentum Vol. 45 No. 1. It may be a small matter for some journalists who face bigger libel cases and related stuff, but facing the said issue has been one of my most trying times as a campus journalist. Well, I already talked to the SOCC president and I have no intention of destroying the Council. Long story cut short – problem was solved and I was able to get my Certificate of Good Moral Character (which I thought wouldn’t be released because of all the brouhaha over the published article).

Soon, I will be experiencing ICSF myself and I can’t wait to see the difference. This time, I will be the one to be covered. I never thought that singing would be part of my last year as a college student. Psalm 84 has led me to this new and melodious world of chorale life. Almost every night I have to vocalize, practice and sing. I am serious and I will make this ‘first and last’ gleepol gig of mine very fruitful. Besides, this is something beyond karaoke.

Some Culture

What is the true taste of music? Delicious.

This week, music has occupied my ears, and generally my emotions, as I have been exposed to three musical events: one in Malacanang Palace where I listened to the beautiful renditions of our college glee club, then in Blue Onion and Basement (Eastwood) where my eardrums almost popped out because of the loud music, and another one in the UST Singers “Classico” concert – all of these have exposed me to today’s culture.

My first day of semester started not in school but in the President’s palace. I was assigned by our college journal to cover an event where our college glee club will sing local Filipino songs including the national anthem. With pride, I listened as their voices capture the real essence of what they are singing. Truly, the UST College of Science Glee Club is worth the President’s call. Four days after, I met with my high school classmates and we had a night out at Eastwood City and danced ’til early morning. My ears became numb and I thought I’ll undergo an eardrum operation because of deafness – thanks to the loud R&B, dance and techno music in those smoky bars. When me and my pals came home, we all smelled like cigarette ashtrays. Eeeew!

I attened a casual concert of the world-renowned UST Singers at the Museum of Arts and Sciences yesterday. It was inspiring. They sang classic songs from all over the world and even offered an encore of “Broadway” songs, all in a capella. Tickets to this concert were limited and guests were sophisticated (The way I see it). It was for people who appreciate the “Classic” and “classy” kind of music quite more melodic to the ears. Broadcaster Julie Yap-Daza was also there.

Music always played a major role in our culture. Classical, acoustic, rock, pop, R&B, and other genres define your taste. As much as possible, we must accomodate all of these in order to become flexible and be able to relate with all classes of people.