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If Alternative Formalwear is Barong, I Don’t Want to be Ba-Right

For my wedding, I considered going with the basic “monkey suit”

option…for approximately twenty seconds. I thought I’d go with

something that was both traditional and unusual (at least in this

corner of the world) and wear the traiditonal Filipino formal wear, a Barong Tagalog, which is often shortened to “barong”. When I told Dad that I wanted

to wear one, he suggested that the men in the wedding party wear

barongs also. September 24th just became Barongapalooza!

Photo: DeVilla family -- with the men in barongs -- in Manila, before my cousin Rowena's wedding, April 2000.

Family photo taken in Manila in April 2000 before my

cousin Rowena’s wedding. From left to right: My brother-in-law Richard,

Yours Truly, my sister Eileen, Mom, and in the centre, Dad.

Originally called the “baro ng Tagalog” — “dress of the Tagalog” —

and condensed to just two words, the Barong Tagalog is considered to be

just as formal as a suit or even black tie, but is considerably more

comfortable, especially in a hot and humid climate.

Photo: Me on my aunt's paino in a Barong.

Ray Charles would’ve looked good in a barong.

A barong is an embroidered shirt made of a sheer material called pina, which is woven from fibers extracted from pineapple leaves. Some barongs are made of pina blended with jusi

(Chinese silk). Barongs are cut larger than your typical dress shirt

and are worn untucked, over the pants. I’m surprised hip-hop artists

haven’t caught onto them yet.

Photo: Me, Eileen and Richard, Manila 2000.

Me, my sister Eileen and brother-in-law Richard.

The barong is co-opted fashion. The Spanish colonials who took over the

Philippines 400 years ago demanded that the natives wear the precursor

to the modern barong. Its sheerness made it impossible to hide weapons

(knife-fighting is a Filipino martial art), its lack of pockets made

thievery impossible, and wearing it untucked separated the natives from

the Spaniards, who were the only people allowed to wear their shirts

tucked in.

Photo: Joey playing accordion in a barong.

Playing the wedding march at my friends Thaba and Phet’s

wedding, September 2000. “Hey fellas! What’s cooler than being cool!

Barong Tagalog and accordion — ICE COLD!

Even under colonization, some natives prospered. While still required to

wear the barong to mark themselves as inferior to the Spanish colonials, they began adding designs and embroidery to

the barong. A modern equivalent to this sort of co-opting can be seen

in today’s baggy and oversized hip-hop clothing worn by rap artists:

the look is derived from ill-fitting prison clothes.

We “Flips” be tha

original bad-asses, yo.

Photo: Freddie Leelin.

My main rival in the quest for the title of “Biggest clown in the deVilla clan”: my cousin Freddie.

It would not be until the 20th century that the Barong Tagalog would

gain prestige. That was when president Manuel Quezon declared it “The

National Dress”. It would take a few more decades and presidents for the barong to

rise in stature, as the strong American influence in the Philippines

made the suit — particularly the sharkskin suit the preferred dress outfit. (Dad was married in

one; he looked so “Goodfellas”!)  President Magsaysay would later elevate it to formalwear.

However, it was President Ferdinand Marcos who would really popularize

it; first by enlisting the help of Pierre Cardin to modernize it, then

by requiring government employees to wear barongs and finally, by

declaring an offical “Barong Tagalog Week” in 1975.

Photo: DeVilla clan in barongs.

Aunts, uncles and parents. From left to right: (Rear) my

aunt Beth deVilla, Mom, uncle Ravenal “Baby” Santos. (Front) Dad, aunt

Thelma Leelin, uncle Fred Leelin.

The barong also went less formal. A short-sleeved variant appeared in

the 70s and can be considered business attire. In the 1990s, an even

more casual cotton version would start appearing in surf and skateboard

shops and later in my  own wardrobe.

My brother-in-law Richard demonstrates the upside of

globalization: when else in history could a Korean guy from Canada

enjoy an icy Tiazzo at the Starbucks in Forbes Park, Manila while

wearing a barong?

Like the tuxedo, some designers have gone wild and made the barong in

all sorts of colours, but the classic barong simply uses the natural

colour of the pina or jusi fibres, ranging from off-white to ecru. It’s traditionally worn over the traditional undershirt, the camisa de chino, but often a thin white t-shirt will do. Button it up all the way to the top, add black dress pants (remember to not tuck the barong in) and dress shoes, and you’re stylin’ and ready to go!

Photo: My cousin Manny and me in barongs, Manila, April 2000.

Manny and I did the readings at Rowena’s wedding.

The invitees from the deVilla side were surprised to hear that the male

members of the wedding party and I would be wearing barongs. The

assumption is that in North America, even a Filipino groom would typically

wear a suit. Howver, since this wedding is going to be an unusual blend

of Jewish and Filipino customs, why not go all out? Upon hearing that I

was going to wear a barong, many of my relatives announced that they

too would wear them. Combined with yarmulkes, we’ll be creating a whole

new look in formalwear.

(If the barong-and-yarmulke fashion catches on, remember: you read it here first!)

If you’re attending the wedding and looking for something a little

different to wear, a barong is an acceptable option. Apparently you can

even order one online — MyBarong.com

does same-day shipping to anywhere in the continental U.S.. I have no

idea of the quality of their goods, but if you’re really interested in

getting a barong, contact me and I’ll see about getting one made in the

Philippines for you.


And now, a very special notice for the best man, George Tudor Scriban: Get off your tuchus, stop being such a yutz and get me those measurements already!

Graphic: Barong measurements


Some Barong Reading:

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East Coast / West Coast Musical In-Laws

I’m always happy to give shout-outs to family, and that’s what this entry’s all about!

First: a plug for Mixology,

the band in which my future brother-in-law Andy plays bass. They’re a

pretty tight bar band playing good ol’ rock and roll with a bluesy feel

who play the area between Boston and Providence “or wherever else they

have beer”. They’ve got a demo MP3 file (10 MB) online if you want to hear what they sound like.

Photo: Andy and me.

Just two Filipinos, havin’ a beer.

They’ve got a gig this Saturday at Cher’s in North Providence, Rhode Island (86 Waterman Avenue). I’d catch the show, but I live 800 kilometres due west.


Andy plays a bazillion instruments, many of which are stringed, and

many of those aren’t your run-of-the-mill instruments here in North

America. He’s an accomplished balalaika player and he’s even performed

at Carnegie Hall!

Photo: Andy in a Winnie the Pooh suit on balalaika.

Here’s Andy on balalaika, going with an unshaven, edgy look. (Taken from Mixology’s website)


On the other coast is Cookie, who’s married to my cousin Tina. I

thought I’d be the first person in my extended family to perform at his

own wedding reception, but after looking through some old photos, I was

reminded that Cookie beat the skins at his reception back in late

2000.

(Wendy’s parents very kindly set a condition on the band playing at our

wedding: they are required to let me join them on accordion any time I

want. I’ll probably do a number or two, and I’m seriously thinking of

doing my rocked-out version of Who Stole the Kishka?)

Photo: Cookie and Tina at their wedding, December 2000.

Cookie and Tina, December 2000.

My cousin Ivan — one of Tina’s brothers —

came up for a visit last week. He told me that Cookie reads this blog

daily and keeps the rest of my kin in the Bay Area apprised of my

activities. Hey Cookie — glad to have you as a reader, and hopefully, I’ll see you in September!

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Accordion, Instrument of the Gods It Happened to Me Music Toronto (a.k.a. Accordion City)

Peril from Beyond Space!

My friend and fellow former regular at Tequila Bookworm Scott Watkins invited me to be the opening act for the first installment of Peril from Beyond Space,

a four-part play that spoofs those old 50’s black and white sci-fi

serials. I used to occasionally provide the music for his improv shows

when he was with Theatresports and miss performing with comedians, so I

accepted his invitation.


My musical/stand-up act is simply a more staged version of my street

musician schtick. The story behind the accordion and the busking act is

here; as for the stand-up, I got into it on a whim while living in San

Francisco. At the time, I was working as OpenCola’s developer

releations guy and shared a small but incredibly cool office with Cory

Doctorow. You could’ve counted the people I knew in town on both hands,

so when I saw a poster for an open mic comedy night at Brain Wash,

the cafe/laundromat across the street from the office, I saw an

opportunity to both meet new people and try something new. My act went

over quite well, and the event’s host, Tony Sparks

(a wonderful guy who gives the best introductions for the newbies),

invited me to do some other gigs at comedy clubs in the city.

I’ve done a little local stand-up — by accident. While hanging out at the bar at the Bovine Sex Club

with the accordion strapped to my back, a guy by the name of Bert

approached me and said “I figure that anyone who carries an accordion

at the Bovine has got

to be funny. Do you do stand-up? Would you like to?” Bert turned out to

be part of a sketch comedy troupe called Slap and Tickle, and I did a handful of shows with them, even getting incorporated into one of their skits. I believe my last gig with them was sometime in 2003.


The Bad Dog Theatre is small theatre near Broadview and Danforth — the western edge of Accordion City’s Greektown — with a main stage that seats sixty or so people. I arrived and met the cast,

all of whom showered me with “thanks for coming” and “hey, I love your

blog”. Then, we started discussing the schedule for the evening’s show.

“The show’s about forty minutes, and we need to fill an hour, so if you could do twenty, we’ll be fine,” said Cary.

Uh-oh.

“My act is seven minutes, eight if I do it like David Carradine,” I

said. “I was under the impression you wanted just the music and a

little banter.”

“Hmm…can you, uh, stretch it to twenty?”

Nearly three times as long?

“If we need to fill more time, I can do my ‘Beat Poetry of Ricardo Montalban’,” offered Scott.

“Crap,” I said, thinking about it. “Oh, what the hell. I accept your challenge!”

I mornally don’t get stage fright — a very embarassing gig in high

school, complete with TV cameras, cured me of that — but this time, I

was a little worried.

After a brief introduction, I walked on stage with the accordion and

did my bit, fattened up with a couple of stories from the old stand-up

routine. It went pretty smoothly. I got laughs for most of my gags and

I avoided the nightmare in which everyone goes silent and the comic

says “Ooh…tough

room.”

After thanking the audience, I went offstage, where the cast said they

liked it. Cary looked at his watch and said “Thirteen, maybe fourteen

minutes. I think we can work with that. Thanks!”

My thanks to the cast and crew of Peril from Beyond Space for inviting

me to open for their opening show, and also to the audience members who

came up to me after the show and said they loved the act and will never

look at the accordion in the same way again. Your taste is impeccable!


Photo: Onstage cast of 'Peril from Beyond Space' -- (l-r) Cary West, Nike Abbott, Paul Koster, Scott Watkins, Sam Agro, and Tracy Shea-Porter.

Theatre keeps them off the streets: from left to right

— Cary West, Nike Abbott, Paul Koster, Scott Watkins, Sam Agro, and

Tracy Shea-Porter.

Here’s the description of Peril from Beyond Space:

The year is 1947. The forces of democracy have triumphed. Millions of

Americans are raising families, buying refrigerators, and wearing

nearly identical suits. Now that fascism has been eradicated, Mr. and

Mrs. Average Homeowner can look forward to a bright new era of peace

and prosperity. Or can they? Little do they realize that a malevolent

alien race has targeted the planet earth – a race of demon monsters

that threatens every single person in the entire world…a Peril – from

Beyond Space!

Peril from Beyond Space

shamelessly savages those old Republic and RKO Pictures “science

fiction” serials, which were often just gangster movies with a

poorly-applied gloss of atomic age/space age paint. There’s plenty of

Buck Rogers pseudoscience hokum, what with the aliens’ anti-gravity

ray, the dashing scientist hero’s energy-damping null ray and

cheese-tastic props. They also poke fun at the old movie conventions

with Dave Till’s stentorian narration (complete with breaks for ads,

such as the coffee featuring “the ingredient that won the war”), the

beautiful fiancee who actually knows more than her scientist betrothed

or his dad even though “science is men’s work” and the best

father-to-son advice ever: “Good grooming equals good science!” My

favourite bit has to be the chase scene; somehow, with only four chairs

and solid thespianism, they pulled off the best one I’ve ever seen in a

stage play, complete with stunt jump!

Photo: Dave Till.

Dave Till is the announcer.

The well-done show ended with a doubly-literal cliffhanger (the

heroes’

car went off a cliff, and the dashing scientist’s name is Cliff), as

will episodes 2 and 3 of this four episode series. I had a ball

watching this show, and were it not for the fact that I have to pick up

Wendy from the airport this Friday, I’d catch it.

Peril from Beyond Space will play at the Bad Dog Theatre (138 Danforth,

at Broadview) this Friday, March 18th, as well as the subsequent two

Fridays (March 25th and April 1st). Tickets are a mere eight bucks

(five for students). Go support some live theatre and be entertained by

some really funny people too!

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Rannie’s on TV Tonight!

Rannie “Photojunkie” Turingan, who in my opinion is the heart and soul of the Greater Toronto Area Bloggers group, will be appearing on tonight’s edition of The Hour with George Stroumboulopoulos on CBC Newsworld at 8pm Eastern Standard Time. The topic: weblogs and his winning the “Best Canadian Weblog” at the 2005 Bloggies. Go, Rannie!

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Signs of Life at the Other Blogs

They’ve been keeping me quite busy here at “Dos Vacas” — so busy, in fact, that I asked ol’ Boss Ross if it would be a problem if I put The Farm and IndieGameDev

on hiatus until, say, April. Ross looked at me if I’d suggested that we

get the department all cross-dressed, liquored up and into a nice

friendly round of Russian Roulette:

Photo: Weird photo featuring three women at dinner with booze, one of whom is holding a gun and suggesting some firearms-based fun.

That’s me, Darryl Green and Ross Rader, all liquored up,

cross-dressed and ready to get our gun on. Or maybe it’s how Dave Winer

imagines the “White Males: Threat or Menace?” panel at Bloghercon would

be like.

So I spent some time this morning following the Getting Things Done

method of looking at upcoming tasks, which is pretty nicely captured in

this infographic from an entry in  MarkTAW.com

Graphic: 'Cascading Next Actions' chart from marktaw.com.

…and after a little thought decided, yeah, I can do those blogs and these projects reasonably.


The Farm has today’s posts up, and I’ll get to IndieGameDev a little later today.

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Happy Fun Creative Contest: Make a Conservative Counterpart to this "Liberal Agenda"

Thanks to everyone for helping me troubleshoot my RSS feed. I wasn’t expecting so many responses!

However, all those responses suggest that a number of you are actually here for some actual reading material

as opposed to calls for debugging assistance. That’ll have to wait

until later this evening; I’m working on a number of ambitious projects

that have kept me too busy to blog at work (which The Powers That Be here don’t mind, as long as it’s within reason).

In the meantime, here’s a chance for you to give your powers of

creativity a workout. Consider this page from a “Liberal Agenda”…

Hmmm….shouldn’t there be something scheduled for 4:20?

What items would appear on its counterpart, the “Conservative Agenda”? Post your ideas in the comments.

(And come to think of it, as this person

put it, why doesn’t the agenda above simply book the entire day under

the item “Serve as the critical half of a fake dichotomy?”)

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Do You Read This Blog Using an RSS Reader? [Updated]

[Update at end of article]

If so, I need you help trying to solve a little problem here. I’ve

received a few emails telling me that my RSS feed is showing only the

titles of my entries. This seems to be the case on the Mac, but not

Windows.

If you can, could you please look at my RSS feed and report in the

comments what platform you’re using, what you’re using to view the RSS

feed and whether you see whole articles or just the titles? Thanks.


Update:

It looks as though there’s a problem with the RSS feeds for a number of

Blogware-based blogs. The Blogware team’s looking into it right now.

Hopefully, they’ll be able to resolve the issue soon.