Athrun Zala Soldier of ZAFT

Its FRIDAY!!!

This is the phrase that every yuppie wherever in the world looks forward to. That is of course give or take those working in parts of the globe where they have a separate work week, what do I know? Anyway, for me it is the best day of the week. Why? For obvious reasons, of course. No work. I can sleep late. I can watch TV all night, granted that there is something good on. And of course, there is Friday Madness on Magic 89.9 where they play good old 80's and some 90's music.

I started listening to this kind of music in college. It was the late 90's and back then there was nothing much to look forward to on local radio. The era of great Pinoy band music (Eraserheads and the like) has somewhat waned and that most you can hear on radio are Filipino musicians doing remakes of some song in the past. Simply put, there was nothing on and I thought of doing some station surfing. Then I found it.

I think it was the song Buttercup that caught my attention. Quite dancy and catchy, I first laughed at the idea that people back then used to dance to that stuff. Then I started to hear some familiar sounds. I was born in '81 and I think I was too young then to enjoy and even care about Menudo or Sergio Mendez or even Madonna. I don't even know what new wave was. Back then all I think about was play, play and more play. I was to busy to planning what, where or whom to play with to even think about pop music. It was my Papa's brothers and sisters who enjoy their music. Maybe, I was just used to hearing them back then that they somehow got into my subconscious.

Going back, so there I was enjoying Buttercvp, State of the Nation, and other new wave music. I enjoyed it too much that I made a mental not to myself to tune in to Magic the next Friday. That was in '98. Ten years later, I graduated, got myself a job and even a wife, I still listen to Magic. It has somewhat turned into a comforter for me at the end of the week. The moment I switch on my radio on a Friday morning and hear that all too familiar stinger, I get to breathe a sigh of relief. Its again that end of another week and somehow, a certain cliche found its meaning...there is light at the end of the tunnel!

Oh, by the way, I was not paid for this. I still listen to and a self-confessed fan of Chico and Delamar. Been listening to those two since '96!