The day rap music died

One of my earliest posts in this blog was about Francis Magalona. Getting the news yesterday has truly sunk my heart.

I admire Francis M. the way that I admire Bob Marley. Both men made a distinct voice about the ideals of their own people.

What sets him apart from “artists” of today was that he remained true to what he stood for. He wears The Filipino as a badge of pride.

Three stars and the sun! (Who could have thought of that and put it to their repertoire without sounding ultra-nationalistic or baduy). Magalona even provides a road map to a better country with the rap song Mga Kababayan.

He plays it cool.

The Man from Manila was deeply rooted in the consciousness of the children of the ’80s. I remember him rapping before Alma Moreno unwraps her clothing in Love-liness (a very very nice TV show). Yesyesyo! He even starred in Ninja Kids!

Another thing that adds depth to his greatness as an artist was his other memorable hits like Girl be Mine, Meron Akong Ano, Mahiwagang Kamote, and Kaleidoscope World. These songs have remained to be a staple in my iPod.

It’s going to be one long cold summer night without you in this part of the world, Idol. You’ve provided enough inspiration by putting us on top and proclaiming the greatness of this race. I am eternally grateful to you.

Mabuhay ka, Kiko!

One Comment

  1. MF says:

    Francis M did a better job of rallying the national consciousness than Manny Pacquiao. Magalona is a true cultural icon. His work has a lasting effect on everyone.

    Su trabajo duro no estarĂ¡ pasado de nuestro recuerdo.

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