A Memory of Fame

It's past 12:oomn now. Another moment of waking up late-this time with Buddy- since it's Sunday night and this seems to be our only time to be together after every stressful working days. After a COMPLETE mass we attended, we intentionally visit our previous workplace to see the people there and try our luck if we can tempt them for a night out or just chill out. We are night owls but they are more than that. And I used to be one of them.

Unfortunately, we were not able to accomplish our mission and just got a response from one of our night out buddy before that he'll just file undertime after 3 hours for he is having soar throat. With much excitement he said, " Dude, follow ako. I'll file undertime. Text ako ha, dalhin ko CVR ko! Sige, briefing pa." After exchanging new contacts, he immediately left and we decided to leave too. I know he wouldn't come as he promised. I know him, so better not expect. OK. We'll just do our own way of chilling.

After a tedious yet enjoyable chilling, we decided to go online together. Surprisingly, he agreed. The funny thing is, we argued on what eCafe to go to. And just ended up somewhere near my place.

Now, he's checking YouTube, while I'm checking my blog, emails and Friendster. We are not paying attention to one another until suddenly, with much eagerness, he called me up to check YouTube and search NGANONG NI ENTER!, their album-collection of all hip-hop and rap music- and the title of one of their tracks contained in that album, . I was so entertained when I saw the video of some teens doing one of their tracks.

Here's what I got:






After watching and sharing crisp laughs with Buddy, I found this another video...






We were really so impressed with those teens on how they appreciate the Cebuano music industry and how they realize the effects of ENTERing into something which is of no good, only pure fun. It may look like they are only doing this for entertainment but it's also flattering on the original artist's end-KONIGS- that of all the music they can try imitate, it's their track they choose. Which simply means, in this competitive world of music industry, you may weather and die down, people will forget your fame, no more shouts and screams of appreciatons in stage, but there are still people out there who recognizes the things you made, remembers you, buys out your CDs, and singing your songs trying to imitate your style, which you least expected.

There were actually few comments for the video which we think are from their friends, so we decided to leave a comment to gratify and appreciate what they made. Naw-T-doG is actually hoping of meeting them one day.