Why is There No Filipino-American Music Scene in Orange County?

Categories: scene politics

Courtesy 3 Headed Dog
3 Headed Dog

At a benefit for the victims of Typhoon Haiyan in Glendale last month, 3 Headed Dog took part in a multiband musical lineup. It seemed like the kind of event that would draw a huge crowd; after all, thousands had died in a natural calamity in the Philippines, and the Filipino-American community--at 1.4 million strong, the largest Asian American population in California--was finding all kinds of ways to raise money to help victims in the motherland.

But inside, Beyond the Stars Palace was barely half-full. By 9:15 p.m., when singer/guitarist Dave Aguirre, drummer Wolf Gemora and bassist Danny Gonzalez got onstage, the host introduced them as "huge rock stars in the Philippines," mentioning the members were part of the legendary Razorback and Wolfgang. Then he mispronounced their name, saying, "Let's welcome 3 Headed Dogs!"

It didn't matter. The band threw themselves into their set, playing eight kickass songs--loud, fast and badass--to a half-empty dance floor. The few people who were around shuffled their feet and clapped as 3 Headed Dog bashed on the drums, riffed their solos and strutted around the stage as though they were playing an arena show. All of their songs were in Tagalog, which slowly won the crowd over. As Aguirre strummed the first few notes of their final song, he closed his eyes and threw back his head. It was a heartfelt cover of the 1970s Filipino rock anthem "Ang Himig Natin" ("Our Anthem"), and by the end, the audience was cheering and asking for more. (The stage manager said no.)

People say that aside from the language it's in (Tagalog, mostly), Filipino music--coming from a culture that was under 300 years of Spanish rule, then 50 years of American rule--has no defining characteristic setting it apart from Western music. Indian music is defined by microtones; most East Asian tunes are created from the pentatonic scale. When you hear a song in two-step, there's a good chance it's either a mariachi tune or polka.

But Filipinos? We love to sing and dance, but we're better at copying songs note-for-note than creating new ones. Our biggest cultural exports are cover bands. We use Western instruments--pianos, guitars, turntables--to create our songs, which are based on Western melodies and structures. Even when popular culture was just beginning to take root in the Philippines, big names were always corollary to their Western counterparts. There was Eddie Mesa, the Elvis Presley of the Philippines. Claire de la Fuente became famous in the 1970s as "the Karen Carpenter of the Philippines." Even Arnel Pineda, the new Journey lead singer, was discovered because he sounded exactly like Steve Perry (and even became the Steve Perry of the Philippines).

Defining a Filipino-American scene in a cultural melting pot of Southern California is pretty self-serving; there's a niche for whatever you're into, after all. If, say, you were born in West Covina and grew up singing Michael Jackson and broadcast your songs on YouTube to millions of followers, you'd have a scene for that (see: AJ Rafael). If you were born in the Philippines and became famous as teen star in the home country, you could move here, sing Lorde covers in Cerritos and have a pretty decent following. (Hi, Antonette Taus!)

This is all fun in a karaoke setting, but when you're a Filipino-American trying to make it big in Southern California, a distinct sound could set you apart from thousands of other bands trying to make it big, and sounding like, say, Metallica or Soundgarden (bands that Razorback and Wolfgang have been compared to) is not exactly a good thing.

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