City of Pines
On my way down for our 19 East gig. Too bad I couldnt make it to witness the protest against the threat of cutting 182 trees in Baguio. I love that place. Thats where I wrote all these new songs and met really good people. Will figure something out tonight with Dakila Artist Collective and hopefully get help from environmentally conscious groups to converge. Before this streak of frequent visits, it was 1993 and it was still different. It smelled of pines and lesser smoke from motorists who cared about their contribution to clean air. Now its changed a lot, but it tries to keep itself intact by staying as green as possible. To push it to accelerated destruction thru lack of protection from natural disasters isn’t right. Remember Sendong, CDO and Illigan, remember Marikina and Ondoy, remember a summer in the City of Pines and remember that our heritage is represented and fueled by the existence of trees.
Awwe Finally you’ve posted something here again. Thought you’ve neglected your wordpress site.
I’ve really learned a “lot of few things” from you that I can’t exhaust in words. *Happy me.
Happy us!
i saw you there at the concert for 182. you were awesome. seriously. you even let us take a photo with you. please continue making such music, its heart warming.
Glad to be of service. Hats off to 182.