What Air Supply Song Am I?: Making Love Out of Nothing at All

Dreamwork Ventures will be treating again the Generals to an unforgetable night of immortal love songs by bringing to Gensan world class singing icon Air Supply!

This Platinum Concert Series 2009 of Air Supply is brought to us by Dreamwork Ventures in cooperation with the City Government of Gensan, Gensan City Chamber of Commerce & Industry, Inc. and ABS-CBN

co-sponsors :

Grab a Crab Restaurant, MISO Hardware, San Miguel Corporation, Coca Cola Bottlers, Inc., East Asia Royale Hotel, Coffee Dream, Giacominos, NY Fries and Dips, Gaisano Mall of Gensan and Gregoria Printing Press

If I were an Air Supply Song, I would be the song, "Making Love out of Nothing at All". This is my little story inspired by my all-time favorite song.

Concerts of all artists are so near my vicinity here in Quezon City. Shows by local and foreign artists are advertised ever so often. Yet, I never attempted to watch any of these even if I had the money or the time. However, it would take only one condition to send me running to the concert venue; that is, if the Air Supply were the ones having a concert.

The Air Supply. They're a legend for me really. To hear them sing live would be a childhood dream come true. I never thought that there would be that one little chance that I could be as close to them as a part of an audience in a packed concert venue. Yet, miracles do really happen!

I grew up with their songs though I was born only in the 90's because my parents, aunts and uncles had a knack for their songs. I don't even know how to express just how great the influence of their music was in my life. My love for music was brought about by my love for Air supply.

During my much younger years, I would be contented to sit down on the floor at the dead of the night with my homework and the radio playing Air Supply songs. Years later, I would begin to analyze the lyrics of their songs and thank them for having created such beautiful melodies with lyrics that made so much sense.

It was when I tried to learn how to play the guitar that made their impact in my life deeper than ever.
I had nothing that time. No experience in playing the guitar. No teacher to teach me except for the few pointers of my father. I had no other source for songs and chords except for two old Compilations of Songs which are my father's. How am I supposed to start? I asked myself.

I started flipping through the old compilations. I didn't recognize any of the songs mainly for the reason that I was not familiar with the titles of the old songs I heard often. It was then that I came upon the title, "Making love out of nothing at All".

I always heard it and i always sang along during the chorus part (since the verses seemed so fast!). I have long memorized its melody by heart even before I read the words which composed it.

From the moment I played and sang that song, armed only with a guitar, a compilation of old songs and a courage do something I've never done before, sprang a greater love for music.

As the song goes, "making love out of nothing at all....".

It was and still is my song. It is a memorable song which opened up a whole new world for me.

"I know just how to whisper and i know just how to cry... i know just where to find the answers.."

Going through its lyrics in my mind, I remember the second-year high school student who thought she knew a lot. She was humbled by the fact that she couldn't even play that one song, 'Making love out of nothing at All".

It's a reflection of myself, a person who somehow knows a lot. At the same time, I'm a person who still knows nothing of everything. I just know that I love music. I don't exactly know why or when or how. All I know is there wasn't much to begin with. There was only the music of Air Supply.

This is my take for the ongoing blog contest of the famous Bariles of Gensan News Online Mag.
I hope you too would get to share your ideas on the songs of Air Supply.

The Dreamwork Ventures who's producing Air Supply Concert in Gensan is headed by the Mr. Michael Wee of Grab A Crab Restaurant and Coffee Club 101.

The concert is on October 2, 2009, 8:00 P.M. at Lagao Gym, General Santos City.

See you there! :)

Rediscovering my First Love

It was a sunny summer morning. I was greeted by a kind face. He led me to that small, blue room with that black piano. Right there and then, I knew that one - the one I would like to spend the rest of my life with.
Music.
I don't know when I exactly fell in love with music but I knew even before I joined that fateful singing contest when I was in grade two, that I had a passion for it. I have this longing to hear and make music.
When I was still much, much younger, what I would remember about my afternoons is the radio playing 90's music as I sing along with it though I can't remember if I can even mutter a word.

As time passed by, I joined that fateful singing contest just for the fun of it. I won once and I never won again for the next few years.

There was one summer when I was supposed to just bum around, when my mama suggested that i take on classical voice lessons in this studio that she knew of. I was joyful. It was something I knew would be worthwhile.

That morning finally came. That small, blue room with that black piano became the playground of my being. Being there raised up all kinds of emotions in me. I would be worried about not getting the notes right. I would be glad every time I was able to make my teacher smile. I guess there was always that innate desire in me to touch people with music - to use this talent to reach out to others.

Everyday, I would go home with the new lessons that I've learned. I would tell my papa all about it on the way home and he would listen to my endless chatter.

Eventually, the summer came to an end and so did my voice lessons. It was capped off with a recital. It was the first time that I've witnessed such a wonderful display of music in its many forms. I admired the people who played and sang and hoped for one moment that I could be like them one way or another.

It wasn't until a year later that I've decided to pursue my voice lessons again. Yet, from that time when I set foot on another more spacious room with another black piano, I began to feel that desire to learn more- to hone this talent of making music. The music school was near our home and so I would walk down the street every Sunday with a smile on my face carrying my song pieces. It eventually ended with another recital. That recital was another milestone. It signified the end of my beginner's voice lessons.

I was not able to pursue it further though. As the years went by, I spent more time on my academics and less and less time for music. I would join choirs once in a while. I joined choirs for the mass or for competitions. Each time I practiced, the passion just continued to burn, only slightly dimmer. I wanted to reach out with music but desire proved to be not enough.

Eventually, we arrive at the present. I'm a college freshman trying to adapt to the demands of University life. I've decided to join the dorm choir initially because it was my habit to join whenever there is a choir in my midst.

This choir proved to be an eye opener. It broke the state of ennui of my existence. I just realized that I was half-dead all along, going wherever the winds take me. I was not living until I rediscovered the passion I have lost. I began to get to know music all over again. I remembered the times when I had less things to worry about. I remembered that summer when talking with my Papa about my voice lessons was enough to complete my day. I remembered the times when I made my Mama proud every time I sang. I remembered the times when I made people smile and praise God every time we sang during the mass. There were so many memories of music and joy in the early years of my life. It was then that I knew that I was capable of touching others with that music all along.
These realizations just happened on the most typical Thursday evening. A practice session with the choir. Right there and then, I saw that this music has hands of its own, touching those who opened themselves to it. This Music is always willing to love if only we allowed ourselves to be loved by it.