The Philippines is in the Far East. We get to see the sun rising ahead of most of the world. Since the sunshine catches us while half of the planet is still sleeping—a happenstance, if you asked me—our happy genes are already working while the genes of half of the world’s people are still resting in slumber. Continue reading
Contrary to rumors, I am a human being.
I have emotions to handle. The tear ducts in my eyes shed tears.
I have had bookers asked me to do shows for cancer-stricken children. Performing for sick kids has opened my eyes to an awful truth: I suck at emotion management.
Here’s my Christmas message to everyone:
I wish the Baby in the manger bless you
and your family always.
May your days, may your days, and may your days,
Be merry, happy and bright.
Merry Christmas everyone!
In the Philippines, like in many places around the globe, the mysterious world of magic is an open city. Just about anybody can enter it, unchallenged. Magic secrets can be had cheaply, sometimes even for free. The practice of exposing magic tricks is even more rampant in the virtual world of the Internet than in stalls at some malls.
I classify venues according to my nondescript standards. I don’t exactly know what I like in a certain venue. It’s just that when I’m there, I know if I like it or don’t.
For example, there are venues difficult to access. It may be located on the eighth floor of a building that has no service elevator. My team and I are then forced to haul, drag and lift our props, by brute force, up the stairway. Arriving at the venue upstairs huffing and panting, sweating and somewhat disheveled, is not the best way to present oneself to the birthday mom and say, “I’m here! Let’s party, party!”
The venue was a large function room on a high-rise hotel/condo style abode, where the upper-crust of society lives in splendor. I had performed there a couple of times in the past. Security always admitted me and my entourage into the building without so much of a fuss.
Last Sunday was a different story, though. The gate pass could not be signed quickly. They told us it needed a requirement which needed to be fulfilled by a pre-requirement.
So it happened that the gate pass took so long to secure I began to think they suspected me as a terrorist.
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While the Net is bursting with information, I have this sneaking suspicion it dumbs people down, specially magicians who want to improve their magic.
Because it teems with all sorts of experts, posers as experts, and non-experts who think they are experts, the Internet is like a huge discordant orchestra. Many of the knowledge it offers are contradictory, thus making the searchers of knowledge none the wiser by the end of an ordinary day’s surfing the World Wide Web.
If you are tired of listening to online experts, listen to somebody instead.
For a start, listen to Leodini. He is not an expert. He sucks online or off.
Many beginning magicians in the Philippines suffer from the false belief that their hard-earned sleight-of-hand skill is itself magic.
Sleight-of-hand can produce some very visual magical effects. However, to present it to the audience as the magical effect itself rarely gets appreciative reaction from the audience—except if the audience is made up of magicians.
I had no regrets doing so, because I had a magical time.
And to think I did something not even connected to magic as we know it—you know, no appearing canes, no doves, no double lifts, no thumb tips, etc.