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BANG-BANG AND FADED GLORY

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The silly Seventies

By Butch Dalisay | February 18, 2002 - 12:00am

Slitherin’ lizards, do you remember the Seventies? As it happens, I do remember exactly when the Sixties segued into the Seventies – at 11:59 of Jan. 31, 1969, natcherly – but what I meant was,...

Arts and Culture

The return of the Amboy

By Butch Dalisay | January 21, 2002 - 12:00am

As I might’ve predicted, last week’s column on the ‘60s drew a rash of reactions from my fellow fogeys – most of them happy to have been reminded of a time when the UP Ikot jeepney driver gave...

Arts and Culture