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| Martin on Gary V: Poetry in motion![]() Column: Funfare I just got the following e-mail from Martin Nievera who has some interesting stories to tell about his Twenty five years ago I could not imagine myself singing with, let alone writing about, Gary Valenciano. Today, 25 years later, not only am I writing about him, I am even singing harmony with the guy! Thanks to my good friend, Ricky Lo, I have the chance to share the whole experience with all of you. Thanks, Ricky! I just got back from a tour of the I have studied Gary V is in control from start to finish. His every idea and every idea change is spoken with conviction and confirmed in prayer. His commands are like that of Coach Doc Rivers to his world champion Boston Celtics. (Sorry, but the Lakers lost. ) He makes me feel like we are a winning team about to face the very best in the league in a championship game. His band listens and understands. They are the only ones who do, because for me it was all in Japanese. And with a little wiggle here and a couple of stomps there, his dancer, his sons and the entire production team led by Vina and Bobit, knew exactly what to do and when to do it. With the awesome lights of Jun Antolin and the flawless sound of Jaime Godinez, the championship was already won. So as I waited for my directions, I found myself in a power circle in deep prayer. It was the most inspiring prayer I had ever heard in any pre-concert situation. And then we were off to our designated areas of concentration and I found myself alone in a dressing room with my sister Gina trying to decide what I should wear. You know Gary V, he can sometimes come up with the most creative outfits that some find impossible to match. So I decided to dress the way I would in one of my own concerts. Sure enough, as I came out on my cue on stage at the Nokia, I saw immediately that I didn't match his outfit at all. He wore this very rugged, modern-day fatigue -- hip, wrinkled, laid-back, today-ish get-up while I wore my usual dark jeans and suit jacket. I looked like a waiter who forgot his pants, serving a gin tonic to a modern-day G. I. Joe. But when we sang, we sang as if we were wearing matching James Bond tuxedos. The crowd went nuts! Then, with each "Mon Faustino taught harmony," a little of me rubbed off on him as he rubbed off on me. It was history in the making and maybe a sign of a concert tour to come. Who knows? All I know is everyone at the Nokia, in Stockton and Seattle, knew at that moment that this duet was way overdue. Performing with Gary V exceeded even my own expectations and I have to admit, not only did I have fun, I was also blessed by the whole experience. To see how he touches his audience like no one else can, me included, was a jaw-dropping experience for me. They listen when he speaks, scream when he sings, dance when he dances and are blessed when he blesses them by being a juvenile diabetic still jumping, dancing, singing, praising and caring and serving for the less fortunate every chance he gets. Anyway, I became one of the 3,000-plus fans there that night and I saw him soar on that stage hurdling speakers, kneeling and praising, blessing and belting. I learned that for Gary V, a concert is more than just a performance. It's an opportunity to inspire nations; an opportunity not just to strut his stuff, but to also do God's work -- to be His voice; an instrument of hope for the hopeless and home for the homelessly homesick. His music and performance soothe our soul and remind us of miracles and endless possibilities. For me Gary V's energy is pure. .. pure poetry in motion. Thanks, Bro! (E-mail reactions at rickylo@philstar. net. ph or at entphilstar@yahoo. com) Source: The Philippine Star |