“When I refer to the death of culture, I am in truth referring to our inability as a society to discourse. Tony Judt, prior to his passing, noted that the inherent failing in the modern world is our inability to talk anymore. Instead we find ourselves banding together against new ideas, railing against those who dare raise a critical word or different idea, and instead of listening and discussing, attempt to bury their ideas under an avalanche of nay-saying.
It is the wretched state of cultural discourse that has left us in this unenviable position of putting national narratives to bed. If culture and art is supposed to be dedicated to higher purpose, then our purpose has been to wholly defeat the Filipino spirit. Our sense of artistic community has been trampled in favor of almost incestuous self-flagellation, where anyone who dares criticize the commonly acceptable understanding and themes in Philippine culture (and history) is taken out behind the woodshed and flogged for daring to raise a new idea, or dismissed out of hand using a number of choice phrases. There is a prevailing sense of ennui in Philippine culture. A creeping almost haunting perception that we have become static; and in that state are collapsing in on ourselves. A culture that lacks vibrancy, that is absent artistic conflict and joy, chaotic exploration and intellectual combativeness, is stuck and unchanging. What else is death, but a state of never changing?”
- from this post by a cultural writer whom I met recently.
At some point, this has to change.
I have transferred some of my much older work from when I was blogging on Multiply years ago. A lot has changed since then.
That’s all I can say for the moment.
A lot has happened over the past year. Some have been noted on these pages, and others have appeared elsewhere. Friendships were made and lost, relations frayed and strengthened. A lot has changed both in the world, and to some extent in myself.
After all that has happened, it remains for me to wonder at all those tokens of grace that have kept me going. And then, at least, be grateful.
And of course, pay it forward.
I would like to highlight a couple of events that came to my attention:
1. The Dakila collective, who helped sponsor one of the most memorable Geek Fights I ever attended (actually, I did help with that one), is organizing an event at six PM, called “Rock for a Fully Abled Nation.” Persons with disabilities do deserve the same political rights as the rest of us, and this event will, I hope, educate most of us as to how this can be done.
2. I’m looking forward to this new band called Farewell Fair Weather launch their EP this week. I understand it will be at a new sports bar next to MC Home Depot, at nine PM. (Will post more details when I get them.)
Of course, I will be noting details on an event that I am actually going to help with, which will be announced tomorrow.
This is the time of year I sometimes ask whether everything was all worth it.
In the past it has led to moments of unease. In a way, I still feel uneasy, if only because there is more to be done. Suffice to say, it is not as sad as it once was. I cannot say why right now.
For the moment, I think it matters that I am still here.
The voice of the people in the local music scene has never been this important, and you can be a part of it.
For the first time, Splintr.com encourages fans to vote which band deserves the most to open for one of the most significant groups in the entire industry to visit our shores, …
It is clear that they must open. I’ve seen them and this post argues, most importantly, that the band itself are active fans of the Deftones.
Scatterbrain: Why Earthmover Deserves to Open for Deftones Live in Manila