Madz @ 50: How my Madz journey started

Madz Trainee. That’s how we call aspiring Madz singers who are seated behind the magic semi-circle during rehearsals. That is how you get to really know if the Madz is really your calling or not.

Exactly ten years ago around this month, I auditioned for the Madz. I knew right there that this is what I want to do for the next few precious years of my life!

As trainees, we had to attend all rehearsals at UP. We had to be ready to sing for engagements if we are called to. My first engagement was the conducting recital of the choirmaster himself, who, at that time, was enrolled at the university taking a masters degree. That was also the time I started to bring home tons and tons of music sheets, choral music sheets that is.

As trainees, members will challenge your knowledge of the repertoire, especially the standard Madz repertoire for masses and concerts. We welcomed the challenge and learned our music before rehearsal starts. We studied our pieces together. Eventually, members bid farewell to their seats, so trainees prepare themselves to get a spot inside the semicircle.

After a few months I was rehearsing inside the semicircle. But not too quick, I am still considered a trainee. In Madz standards, you are called officially a member when you return to the country from an international tour. The operative word is return, meaning you completed the tour.

My first trip abroad was in 2004. That time, the Madz is going back to the international competition scene. The trainee batch were quite many, six of us–three sopranos, two tenors, and one bass. We were a good bunch, being a group of soloists as well, and that we really bonded together during that trip.

It was also the time that I learned to play guitar, forcibly, but nevertheless, happily! The one who plays the guitar is on a tour with another ensemble and could only join us during the second half of the tour. Since no one had the guts to do so, Sir Mark asked if I can play the guitar accompaniment of some songs in the repertoire. I accepted the challenge and studied the pieces by heart. Luckily, my then boyfriend (now husband and forever choirboy!) knew already or have heard of the pieces so he was able to teach and lend his guitar to me!

Then the Madz members knew I had perfect pitch, so they were always asking me for a reference pitch when we study pieces on our own. This reached Sir Mark, so he asked me to give the pitches for a concert in Germany, taking this burden off his shoulders. And I am proud to have done my task well! Sometimes I would use a pitch fork, but when I forget to bring, I hum the pitch by memory. It was so cool, and I can’t believe I had the ability and that I can put it to good use!

It was all part of the traineeship, and it was all worth it. In 2004, after we returned from our tour, I became a full fledged member of the Madz. And I stayed for four more years. They were some of the best years of my life!

To my co-Madz trainees batch 2004: Liaa, Rhina, Edwin, Nilo, and Enrico, thank you for the bond that we have created then as batchmates. For some of us, it was our first time to be away from our families, and we only had each other, along with the Madz members and Sir Mark, if we feel homesick. It was a long choral journey for us and I’m happy to have been part of this journey with you.

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Madz @ 50: Our dear Ma’am OA

Coincidence had it. Two generations of one of Asia’s most awarded choral group grew up in neighboring compounds.

Andrea Ofilada grew up in the same street where I was born. My grandparents knew their family. She was married to dentist Dr. Felipe Veneracion in the same nearby parish church where my parents got married and where I was baptised.

I found out about it when I became part of the Philippine Madrigal Singers in 2003. I told my grandparents about Prof. Andrea O. Veneracion, and they knew it was their former neighbor.

Ma’am OA, as her legion of singers call her, is one of the forerunners of Philippine choral music, and brought it to far-flung communities in the Philippines and abroad.

Through her guiding and nurturing care, the University of the Philippines Madrigal Singers established itself as one of the most recognized choral groups in the world. The group has been invited to numerous choral festivals and won top prizes in the most prestigious international choral competitions in Europe, one of which is the European Grand Prix for Choral Singing which they first won in 1997 under her stewardship.

Through her vision of a Singing Philippines, the Madz et al was born. Alumni and members of the Madz started to propagate what Ma’am OA started by building choirs of their own, or giving workshops to starting groups. To date, the said network of choral groups from all over the country had for themselves established their own stature in similar festivals and competitions that the Madz had joined.

In 2001, she passed on the baton as choirmaster of the Madz to someone she personally chose, Mark Carpio. Through Ma’am OA’s inspiration, the Madz’ tradition of discipline, humility, and excellence remain in the group, which reaped awards for the group when the Madz under Sir Mark returned to the competition scene in 2004.

That same year was my first international tour with the Madz. And it was also my first close encounter with the fine lady they dearly address as Ma’am OA.

I had but a few moments with Ma’am OA. At that time, I was a shy newbie in this group of talented singers. I remember during the crucial quartet exams, she was part of the panel who will choose the tour cast. I could remember how nervous I was when it was my turn to sing. Sir Mark mentioned to me that one of Ma’am OA’s recommendations was that I should vocalise everyday to develop my voice more. Which I did. And through the years of singing with the Madz, my voice was trained to sing with increased volume and strength. Likewise, I got so much better in sight singing and developed my musicality more.

Ma’am OA joined us on the latter half of that European tour. And she witnessed how we, the new breed of singers under Sir Mark, bagged the first international victory in Torrevieja, Spain. Sweet victory, indeed.

She started one of the Madz traditions of praying with crossed hands, right over left, forming a circle. I remember before that competition, she led us in prayer, and each singer was given a chance to say a short prayer also. God must have heard that storm of prayers and gave us top prizes!

Dearest Ma’am OA,

You once dreamed of a Singing Philippines. The country achieved that and so much more through you and the Madz. How fortunate is our choristers to have you as a mother and inspiration they can look up to.

From the hundreds of choral groups that were inspired by you, Maraming Salamat Po!

An international choral competition, another milestone for our choral history, shall be staged in honor of Prof. Veneracion. Check out this link for complete information.

Madz @ 50: Tribute to the Choirmaster

This blog post is lovingly dedicated to one of my most favorite conductors and friend (yes, happy to say that!), Mark Anthony Carpio.

Ten years ago, when I was in my sophomore year in college, I and some of my friends auditioned for the Philippine Madrigal Singers. We were all so excited to train with the group for we all know how good they were. There we first encountered Sir Mark, the choirmaster of the Philippine Madrigal Singers. And after three European tours, three international competitions, two US tours, two Korean tours, neverending rehearsals and local performances in and out of Manila, our choirmaster became our good friend.

I am blessed to have been mentored by this talented yet humble man. He was like our big brother, leading us by example, keeping his faith in us–his trusted singers, allowing us to spread our wings and grow musically, inspiring us to share our music through building our own choirs. Yet with his many achievements, he remains grounded, and ever faithful to Him who is the source of it all. He took over Prof. Andrea Veneracion’s role as former choirmaster of the Madz with so much passion, dedication, and faith.

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Even blessed am I that he helped me finish college, by being my collaborating pianist in all four of my voice recitals! Really a rare opportunity despite his busy schedule at the University and with our own Madz schedule.

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More than being choirmaster, he is our eating buddy, Mario Kart playing buddy, and praying buddy. We always begin our concerts with a prayer. And during competition tours, we hold a rosary and prayer brigade every night as the competition draws near.

Ever patient, ever calm, ever jolly. That’s the Mark I’ve always known.

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Dearest Ninong Mark,

When I left the Madz before I got married, I told myself I won’t come back. But now, I find myself longing to be part of the Madz again, five years after I left! You’ve said, once a Madz, always a Madz, and true enough, that’s how I feel.

Thank you for the wonderful memories, for the trust, the discipline, the talent you shared with us. I will never forget the first time you assigned me to give the pitch of the songs for a concert in Europe. It was a huge task for a newbie like me, but you trusted me with it. So, thank you, thank you! God gave me the perfect pitch ability for this purpose, and it was fully discovered and honed when I was with the Madz.

You inspired me to build my own children’s choir. I am so fortunate that these kids have gotten so many singing opportunities that started with being part of the Madz et al family. You continue to inspire your singers to build a Singing Philippines, Ma’am OA’s great vision.

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Thank you for the friendship that extends to my family. For accepting the role as one of our principal witnesses for the wedding. For the advices, long talks, for being an inspiration to me.

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More successes as you continue to mold new singers, inspire more choirs, touch more hearts and souls with the beauty of your music. We love you! God bless you always.

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Madz @ 50

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Over at this blog, I shall start my own tribute to the choir closest to my heart (and I’m sure to yours, too).

The Philippine Madrigal Singers is celebrating its 50th year this 2013. The year started with their outreach tours in Visayas and Mindanao, and in March, the group will fly to the Americas for a concert tour until June and for two important choral events– the American Choral Directors Association (ACDA Conference) in Dallas, Texas, and the American Cantat in Bogota, Colombia.

They shall return in June, and continue the celebration with the Andrea O. Veneracion International Choral Festival in August 7-10. We are anticipating choral groups from all over the world to join in this momentous event in Philippine choral history.

Do watch out for a string of concerts with different Madz Alumni batches, the current touring group, and the Madz et al, a network of choral groups handled or trained by Madz members and alumni.

Check out the Madz website at www.philippinemadrigalsingers.com

The website for the choral competition is: http://artseducation.culturalcenter.gov.ph/choralfestmnl

~ Touringkitty

Breastfeeding and beyond: promoting the cause

Breastfeeding is hard work, I told myself and the many moms I meet. You won’t succeed unless you try.

I tried, and so much more, that we are still standing, or nursing while standing (pun intended) I should say, for 29 months.

Sometime last year, I had excess frozen breastmilk at home. It was just a few bags but I know it mattered to moms who need it for their premies and newborns. So I immediately called the nearby hospital and asked if they accepted them.

After several phone transfers, I was told they were not accepting milk donations. This then led me to sending them a Facebook message inquiring about this. I know some hospitals already set up milk banks or at least be able to accept donations and transport them to milk banks, but I knew our hospital could easily have done this.

On a brighter side, I donated milk through Human Milk for Human Babies, a Facebook page where one either requests for or gives out frozen milk, and I met one mom and her daughter who benefitted twice through my donations. I even delivered the second batch to them in the hospital, so I was able to meet the baby.

Likewise, I also inquired why the pedias of our hospital aren’t that supportive of breastfeeding, which was the reason why my daughter had three pedias, though our current one is in another hospital. Is it lack of knowledge and experience with breastfeeding moms, especially extended breastfeeders? I really don’t know. They were following the Unang Yakap protocol down to the brim but are not keen on breastfeeding.

I am glad that months after that message, the hospital replied, and they refered this to the pediatric unit. I confirmed this with my OB-GYN last week when I had my Anti-HPV vaccine. I am awaiting for the results, so exciting! They will inform and update me about their future plans, and maybe, I’d offer to do talks and invite other experts who could inspire.

During a lunch with some like-minded women (one wasn’t even a mom, but was instrumental in the breastfeeding success of some moms), we all agreed that not only moms should be educated about breastfeeding, but the community who surrounds them. If they go back to their families postpartum and be influenced with formula feeding, then success rate would dip. Next project: promoting breastfeeding in the lower income communities who need to be equipped with knowledge, support, and confidence to ensure success.

That’s the key: information. The more people informed, the more they’ll be convinced to at least try.

~ Touringkitty

Touring tales: Pasinaya 2013

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Before, I was part of Pasinaya as a singer of one of the Center’s Resident Companies, the Philippine Madrigal Singers. For the past two years, I was behind the scenes as stage manager. It was tough work, coordinating with 13 different groups through email, phone calls, and endless text messages to put up the Little Theater shows.

So please catch this one-day multi-arts festival tomorrow, February 3. We’re celebrating Chinese Filipino culture, in time for the year of the Snake. Check out details here

See you at the CCP!

~ Touringkitty

Schatzi Homeschool: Bible time

Sunday is always church day. While hubby and my kid are downstairs hearing mass (and chasing each other around the church), I play for my children’s choir on the choir loft.

So we prepare Aria by singing this song:

Here is the church, here is the steeple,
Open the doors and see all the people
Here is the person climbing upstairs
And here he is a-saying his prayers.

Complete with hand gestures! I got it from a book filled with songs for one and two year-olds, which I will show on a different post.

I also taught her to read the bible, through this:

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I bought this at an LRT station where the Philippine Bible Society once set up a booth. It’s a board book, and filled with different bible stories. They got to summarise some books into one paragraph stories. Pretty hard, but they did an awesome job.

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My husband got this from Filbar’s a few days back. Very timely. Lent is fast approaching and Easter is what we should prepare more for. Few words for every picture which makes it very easy to read. Also a board book.

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Okay, this is not a book but an iPad app, the Carry along Bible. Really easy read. A male recording of the text can be played, and you can record your own voice, too. Aria memorized almost all bible characters presented here–Adam, Eve, Noah, Abraham, Moses, Samson, David and Goliath, and Jesus, among others. She can even recite some stories already.

We let her choose what she wants to read. When she shouts ‘read the bible’ in increasing intensities, it must be the iPad app, cos usually it’s about bedtime when she picks up the iPad while nursing at me (yeah we still nurse at 29 months!)

She also knows a bible song, which I learned as a kid during Vacation Bible School. Oh how I love that bible school, even if it’s another religion! Allow me to end this post with that song:

Read your bible, pray everyday, pray everyday, pray everyday
Read your bible, pray everyday
And you grow, grow grow (3x)
Read your bible, pray everyday
And you grow, grow, grow.

~ Touringkitty

Food tales: Galbi style

During my first trip to Korea back in 2004, some of my choirmates tried Galbi (cook-it-yourself smokeless grill) maybe twice or thrice in the entire trip. It cost a lot, but filled our tummies so well.

Here in my neighborhood, there’s a small Korean community and a number of Korean restaurants have sprouted. I always see this small Korean resto and I knew it had Galbi.

I tried it out one night. Here’s a look at what I had devoured.

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My order included the meat (I got the smallest plate which had five thin slices of life-threatening pork belly. Along with the side dishes, plus hot kimchi soup and rice, it was more than enough for hungry me!

The waiter forgot to give me the greens though. I realized this after he gave a basketful to the mother-daughter customers across me. I was halfway through my meal by then, and I didn’t mind anymore because I was getting full!

Price is P250 for the smallest serving good for one. Add P50 for rice. Fair enough, I said, as I was sipping the soup while waiting for my meat to cook. Just like as I was in the Galbi restaurants in Korea.

From Korea, let’s go to Japan! No, I haven’t been here, sadly, but I discovered another cook-it-yourself grill, and probably a lot of people know it: Pepper Lunch.

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That was my then uncooked plate of Beef Pepper Rice, their most basic plate and the cheapest there was. For about the same price of the Korean Galbi, you could experience cooking your own pepper rice, in less than two minutes! Just mix, mix, mix!

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And I devoured the plateful by my lonesome. I tried this before 2012 ended, when my husband and I scheduled our separate me-times. Must go back with the fam soon!

So take your pick: Korea one day, then Japan the next. Let me know what you’ve tried.

~ Touringkitty

The Korean Restaurant is located at Leveriza Street that borders Manila and Pasay City. There’s no signage but the gate is orange and near Wesleyan College of Manila.

Pepper Lunch has lots of branches already. I went to MOA on a weekday so the service was quick.

No other way

One night, my daughter tested my patience.

She does every single night that I put her to sleep anyway, but this particular night, it was horrifying. I was horrifying. And it wasn’t me.

As she was literally tumbling from mattress to mattress (our beds are two floor mattresses linked together), I cried out, “anak, para kang nasapian” (seems like a bad spirit entered). Our helper chuckled, and turned off the lights. My husband slept ahead because he was not feeling well.

So I started dragging my daughter to her sleep area, and she cried all the more, banging her head on the rubber mat-protected walls. I was appalled, really frustrated, that she still hasn’t slept after an hour of chasing her round the room then some Skype-ing with my sister and mom (who just live on the other street).

I forced nursed her just to get drowsy. It worked.

I have skipped days of not nursing her to sleep, and succeeded with just singing and hugging. But this night she so wanted to nurse, specifically on the right side, which I have made her avoid for the day because it was hurting after she pinched and bit it waaaay hard. It’s more painful nursing her now at 28 months and with complete set of teeth than when she was just a newborn.

Besides, nursing her reconnected us after being away for eleven hours at work. It’s how she communicates with me that no one else would understand. Just us.

Sometimes, though, I did wish I didn’t nurse at all, if only to avoid her being clingy. There are times I can’t eat nor pee or poo and end the day being dehydrated because my daughter would nurse for most of the day. Even if she had just eaten or drunk. It might be an isolated case, pregnant moms who consider nursing, so don’t get discouraged. I knew of some families who also exclusively breastfeed and their kids grow mature and independent early on.

As for us, we will continue nursing. That’s what helped me avoid most sickness because of the immunity we pass through the milk and through her suckling. I also didn’t get huge after giving birth! Quickly I lost the packed pounds during pregnancy. It is a great diet pill actually.

No other way but to breastfeed. And I’d be very delighted if more families at least try. We pray for you and your babies.

~ Touringkitty

Waiting for tonight…or not…

The mind is willing but the body is not.

Before I fully snooze to dreamland (yes call me killjoy for not waiting for the new year countdown!), let me greet everyone who’s joining the countdown via social media a Happy and Blessed New Year! May this one be better than the last!

And to those who are working at this very hour (like the taxi driver where I took my ride home from church in, security, medical teams on standby), those who await the break of the new year with their families and loved ones even those who wait together via webcam or phone miles apart, those who will be born this year, may you all have a blast!

And for those who have not lived to see the new year (like our dear Fr. James Reuter), our departed loved ones, those who are seeking hope despite trials and calamities, those who are away from their loved ones (separated families, those in prison), those who are in the bed of sickness or at the dusk of their lives, may they be blessed by the love of the Father and the care of our Holy Mother who celebrates her feast day this first day of the year.

Happiest of new years from my family to yours!

~ Touringkitty