Manny and Danny and Mandy and Jackie
Trip Start Apr 17, 2001
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In the evening my fellow divers decided that we should celebrate my advancement at the Squirrel and Moose Karaoke Bar just down the road from the Sogod Dive Resort where we were all staying. Mandy and Peter from Wales had organized the event. Mandy decided that because she and I happen to be rabid Neil Young fans, I should pick a Neil tune and then sing it, perhaps to consecrate the certification or something. I explained to her that I'd never actually sang outside the shower and was frightened, so she promised to provide back-up vocals.
The singing is rated by the karaoke machine
The evening finale was a solo, Ellen singing Hotel California, a song she absolutely hates. We might have stayed at the Squirrel and Moose a bit too long.
Manny Pacquiao hails from the city of General Santos in the Philippines. Many think that pound for pound he was and perhaps still is the best boxer in the world. Because of his already lengthy career, Manny is probably wealthy enough to buy a good part of the Philippines outright
In the mid 70's Canadian singer-songwriter, Dan Hill worked as a summer student in the stockroom of the Ministry of Education. He hadn't yet made it, but we all knew that he would. Every night after work we'd all sit on boxes of photo copy paper as he took out his guitar and sang the songs that were soon to hit the air waves. I remember the booming voice of this humble young lad as he sang tunes that Filipinos far and wide still hold dear to them.
Sometime in the recent past Manny and Dan got together and re-produced Dan's top hit from the mid-70's, Sometimes When We Touch, with Manny doing the lead vocals. Check it out on youtube. It's pretty funny: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDs4Si1alGs
Coincidentally, this was the first song to be sung at the karaoke concert. I have no idea whether the young Filipina who sang it was trying to imitate Dan or Manny.
We left the dive resort at seven-forty-five in the morning. After three hours of travel in buses, vehicles called jeepneys and a final rush aboard a bicycle rickshaw, we arrived at the docks in a town called Hilongos just as the gang plank of our ferry was about to be raised
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