On my way down for our 19 East gig. Too bad I couldnt make it to witness the protest against the threat of cutting 182 trees in Baguio. That city served as a nest of inspiration to a lot of artists. Thats where I wrote all these new songs and met really good people. Will figure something out tonight and hopefully get help from environmentally conscious groups to converge. Before this streak of frequent visits, it was 1993 and it was still different. It smelled of pines and lesser smoke from motorists who cared about their contribution to clean air. Now its changed a lot, but it tries to keep itself intact by staying as green as possible. To push it to accelerated destruction thru lack of protection from natural disasters isn’t right. Remember Sendong, CDO and Illigan, remember Marikina and Ondoy, remember a summer in the City of Pines and remember that our heritage is represented and fueled by the existence of trees.
I just moved here last September and I wish Henry Sy wouldn’t cut down those trees. It’s only been a few months but I already fell in love with this city. I hope the trees will be saved.
