Liner Notes

When I started this blog back in 2012, I never imagined it would take a life on its own, sort of. The hobby has gone way too far. I guess it’s partly because I got too giddy and excited. But, in the grand scheme of things, it wouldn’t do that without a bunch of people. I owe them my gratitude as we wrap up these past seven years.

To the artists and PR people who somehow decided to trust us with their music, particularly Angela, Astrid and Simon, Charlotte, Kershona, Lydia and especially to Lukasz, with whom I’ve had this fun conversation about Hamburg radio stations.

To the people who run the radio stations I listen to (and get most of my songs from): particularly the teams at CBC Music, the Current, DR P6 Beat, FIP, the much-missed Lush 99.5, RTS’ Couleur 3 and Option Musique, Triple J (and its sibling Double J), VRT’s Radio 1 and Studio Brussel, 88.5 FM Southern California, and especially the people at BBC Radio 6 Music, who taught me as a college freshman that there’s more to music than the usual, and continue to do a good job after all these years. You guys don’t know me, but you’ve been a really big help.

To friends who have been supportive through the years with tips, recommendations and in some cases, help navigating through the music they love: Adette, Daniel, Dinna, Edsel, Ella, Hilary, Icka, Imogen, James, Janine, Jennifer, Lau, Manny, Mika, Saturn, Sudoy, and Zaty.

To the people I have met, online and offline, along the way: Adrian, April, Chesca, Chris, Dale, Isa, Izzy, Joann, John, Jon, Maddie, Nikki, Paola, Rizza, Tootsie, and especially to Nat – thank you for touring me around Cebu even if it’s really late at night and I am terrible at riding shotgun on motorcycles.

To the people who somehow decided to put their names on this thing, and contributed articles that made this blog look bigger than it really is: Allene, Andy, Anna, Claud, Dexter, Drea, Ellia, and Jayvee.

To Bel, BP, and Emmy, for the encouragement and validation unbefitting this outsider.

To Reese, who opened the floodgates, and to Camille, who gave me a boat and paddle.

To Jean, for reminding me that it’s not at all as crazy as it looks. One of these days, I hope, I get to go to New York.

Finally, to my hunhun, for sticking with me through sleepless nights. I love you so, so much.

This blog may be closed, but in the words of Johanna and Klara Söderberg, gotta keep on keeping on.