I was not a Linkin Park fan, but my sister was.
Growing up with Linkin Park
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Who killed Filipino music?
It’s Independence Day today, which means many reminders of just what supposedly makes us great as a country. Good music, for instance, as evidenced by the number of radio stations that go all-local today, which will lead to some people exclaiming “OPM is not dead!”
What did we learn on the blog over the last five years, Niko?
On Saturday morning I made some tweets, inspired by yet another tweet I saw. “Remember when all pop was throwaway and ‘indie’ was better than anything else?” I pondered. “Now, there’s such a thing as ‘indie pop’, and even the ‘bad’ pop is now getting cool kid cred. So, you know, it’s all fluid. But we want to be icy cool. Icy cool to the point of frozen.”
On Christina Grimmie and the connections musicians make
I have not had much interest in Christina Grimmie. She joined The Voice at the time when I stopped watching singing competitions altogether: she finished third in its 2014 season, by which time I was very much done with writing about television for a living.
Please don’t say you’ll sell your kidney for a concert ticket
This year’s earthings! Fantasy Festival was supposed to run for five days, but at the very last minute we had to shorten it to four. One of our contributors had to back off due to health concerns.
