Songs from Memory: April 2009

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Monday, April 27, 2009

Kiss Me Quick

My High School Memory in Lanao del Norte Provincial High School, Baroy,
Lanao del Norte, 1963

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Friday, April 24, 2009

Susan Boyle

Britain Got Talent Newest Sensation: Susan

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Remembering Father Malachi Toner of Ireland

I purposely chose this very old version in memory of Father Malachi Toner, our School Director at St. Mary's High School in Marawi City, Lanao del Sur. This is Father Toner's favourite song we sang for him and he sang along with us. The best School Director we ever had have.

My Elementary Memory

I was Grade VI and this was my classmate's favourite song she sang on our Graduation Night in Karomatan Central Elementary School, Karomatan, Lanao del Norte.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Don't Tell My Heart to Stop Loving You

My best memory in Mindanao State University

Long Ago and Far Away

Just for sentimental reason.

The Sound of Music - Instrumental

It took me over 20 years before I finally watched the film in Manila before coming to Australia. When I bought a video, my girls literally watched this over and over and over a million times. My eldest was about 4 years old and my youngest was 3 years old. It is still our favourite.

Somewhere

1967 - St Mary's High School Memory in Marawi City. My cousin Fe Bamba always sang this song.

Always Chasing Rainbow

MSU Memory (1969)

An Old Fashion Gilr by Debby Turner

Personally sent by Debby Turner. I heard this sometime in early 1980.

Girls and Boys, Hi YouTuber friends!

Are you an old fashion girl or boy?

Enjoy,

Debby
AN OLD FASHION GIRL
(A note to the youtube admin.) I have permission to use this song.

An Old Fashion Girl in a new fashion world. You know the story. Home town girl makes good in an up town world. Never mind old fashion/new fashion in the video you'll see the power...Debbyturner

Sunday, April 19, 2009

We are the World

This world is for everyone where we all belong regardless of the colour of our skin, the language we speak, the faith we behold; where blessings are to be enjoyed whether we are rich or poor. We are the World is a song for Peace, brotherhood and love. A song of compassion for one another.

To you, whoever you are, wherever you live, this I wholeheartedly dedicate.

Hi - Lili - Hi - Lo

I was listening music in my bedroom early in the night after dinner and the local DJ played this song. So I thought, hmmmm ...that's another of my late mother's lullaby to us. Wonderful memory!

Two Less Lonely People

The Air Supply - memory from Manila. A dedication to Richie of Melbourne.

One of those solemn days

Friday, April 17, 2009

Another MSU Pondering....

Monday, April 6, 2009

Islands in the Stream

The first time we had computer at home, my children introduced me to Yahoo Messenger. I joined a group of over 50's that played music. It was there that I first heard this song. Though I love music, am not much into knowing everything about song titles. I particularly loved this song, so I asked its title. This is one among my favourites now.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

September Morn

Saturday, April 4, 2009

One More Chance

Man Without Love

Someday You'll Want Me To Want You

You Belong To My Heart

Faithful Love

Note:

I don't know what year this was on, but the only thing I can remember is ..this music was always played on weekend Bayle sa Barrio in Karomatan. Am not even sure anymore.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

You Mean Everything to Me

Story so far:

I was in Grade 4 when this very popular song of Neil Sedaka dominated the local airwaves.

Then, I studied in Karomatan Central Elementary School, Karomatan, Lanao del Norte, bordered by sea to Zamboanga del Sur.

As we always held program prior to proper class study, it was my turned to sing in the class, and I sang this song.

Memory, beautiful memory!

I can still clearly remember all my classmates sitting on their chairs listening while I sang.

Our teacher was Mrs. Carolina Haloot. When she took her maternity leave, Miss Melchora Respuesto took over the class.

No Man is an Island

Note: Another MSU memory ...

Dear Heart

Note: This was sang by a very popular group in Mindanao State University in 1969.

Music is in my heart

Somewhere in time, in someplace called a "hanging city" I was born. I was born wee hours of the morning when the earth trembled.

Probably, the rattling ground was due to the mining force that took place on that day? Of course, this is only my supposition. I did not really gr0w up there as we lived everywhere like what most nomads do.

How did my love of music relate to this quaking place at the time I was born? I have no idea. Just kind of 'phlyarologism' I suppose. Again?

Well, once upon a time, I worked in a local radio in CebuCity as mentioned in one of my blogs. My connection in landing this job was a credit to my friend Cleo Maranga. Cleo had been the Theta Chapter President of the Dept of Pharmacy in Southwestern University. Prior to Pharmacy, she was a student in San Carlos University studying Law. Then there was a shifting sand, so she moved to SWU to pursue Pharmacy.

In those times, I was bit active in our student organization. I was third year and Cleo was in her last league. For some reason, she always trailed me along in every Theta Chapter's activity. Later, I became silently annoyed because my studies sometimes had been abandoned.

Anyway, Cleo surprisingly became an employee of DYRF. Our friendship continued even after she left the university. She took me to her workplace, showed me off to her colleagues, and every now and then, I would go to see her in the station when I had a time out from my studies.

In my last semester, I could not handle the pressures that everybody was putting on me. In demonstration of my rebellion, I did not take the final exam. It was my loss, but I still wanted to get out of the way that was too much for me to handle especially that there was nobody supporting and sympathetic to my cause.

In that same year, I heard of this Broadcasting Scholarship offered to interested parties. I applied and was accepted. Of all the applicants, I was the only one without any communication or journalism background. All the rests were either BS Communication and Journalism or BS Commerce students or even degree holders.

DYLA, the Labor Station, was instrumental for my study of a short Broadcasting Course under the auspices of Friedrich Eibbert Stiftung of Germany. DYRF took me during my Apprenticeship/Training Course, and eventually they absorbed me after I finished the course.

My first stint with the station was as a Field Reporter. I was responsible in gathering news materials and delivered them as stringers direct to the Anchor, (late) Greg (I forgot his family name), who later was to become my boss, being the News Director.

Later, my boss, Mr Nick Ampatin, gave me my first live On-the-
Air time slot on a Sunday which I gave a title "Karambola". It was of a smorgasbord informal and educational program integrated with playing music. Eventually, my boss gave me another program I handled in prime time of weeknights. I chose Filipino Classical program called "Laylay sa Payag".

My love of music took off until the station was finally owned by SVD - San Carlos University. Then I had Fr. Rod C Salazar, SVD, as my boss.

Love,

With Love,

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