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Unbeknownst to strangers who heard him sing in videoke, Crooner KR Guda did not have formal training in music, apart from a brief stint as a bass voice singing "Times of Your Life" during high school. Nowadays, he busies himself writing about politics and culture and studying photojournalism. As a journalist covering human rights issues, he is what can aptly be described by that John Berger quote: "Truly we writers are the secretaries of death." (Thanks to newly-sanctioned poet Teo Marasigan for that one)

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Tuesday, 31 October 2006
Somewhere between lucidity and drunkeness, October 29


Writer, visual artist and professor Jun Cruz Reyes sings his heart out in a videoke bar somewhere in Vigan


JCR and Mang Gelacio Guillermo, wasting time away while waiting for the bus to show up. This is not actually in Vigan, but somewhere in Pampanga. The Partas bus we rode from Cubao broke down, forcing us to wait for almost two hours in the middle of the highway for the next Partas bus to Ilocos.

posted by: kr.guda at 07:42 | link | comments (2) |

Calle Crisologo, Vigan, October 29


I had three hours to walk through the historic houses of Vigan. Fortunately I was accompanied by a former teacher, poet Joey Baquiran...


One of those scenes in Vigan you always see in travelogues..


Intricate religious wood carvings only rich people can afford


The true treasures of Vigan are its unique food, like the longganizas and bagnet...

posted by: kr.guda at 07:37 | link | comments |

Baluarte, Vigan, Ilocos Sur, October 29


Diego, Mang Gelas' grandson, plays with Chavit's python


Some of Chavit's prized possessions: tigers, wowing tourists in Baluarte

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