It was a rainy Saturday morning of June 11, 2011 my 1 year old daughter Kirsten woke me up by playing with my nose. The first thing that struck me was my concert assignment I’m afraid they might cancel the show ’cause the venue is an open area at East Coast Park (Singapore) and it was raining heavily on my area but on my almost 6 years of staying in Singapore that if it’s raining on the west cost it most likely not raining at the east coast. It gave me a hope that this special event will proceed according to schedule. I text every one I know performing and attending the event they confirmed that the show must go on.
It’s already been 113 years? Wow! I have lost track about how many years. My question is independence from whom? The Monarchy of Spain? The US bases? or The Japanese? It’s also quite sad how we celebrate independence day – the day the foreign invaders leave the country but here I am spending most of my life abroad. Enough of that sentimental mambo jumbo. Continue reading