Chico Molina at PULP Summer Slam 2003
Chico Molina, J-Hoon Balbuena and me at PULP Summer Slam 2003
Last night, a friend from Grabeh.Com told me that Chico Molina of Kapatid died. And I was totally shocked about it. Imagine, Chico is so young to die. He could have contributed more in the music scene and even in the art scene as well having seen one of Chico’s artwork in charcoal at BigSkyMind just last year.
During the PULP Summer Slam 3 was my first encounter with Chico Molina, Kapatid’s former guitarist. I cannot forget how he likes to be in front of the camera when I approached them at the PULP Summer Slam 3. Time flies fast, and so is life. To Kapatid Chico, thank you for making great music.
I was there with Chico and the boys at SS 03′…may his memory live on in his music and those who cared about him…
chico you’ll never be forgotten… we miss u so much kapatid!!!
Chico…miss you so much…I was just listening to the raw Kapatid jamming sessions cd you gave me…wish you were still here
im sorry, but i dont know the reason behind his death? i know he committed suicide.. and then?
long live chico!
i wonder what made him to commit that.
i guess some personal reason that i don’t know…
mabuhay ka kapatid..nasa puso ka nang bawat pilipino na nakarinig ng musika na iyong inilikha. rest in peace bro
salamat sa musika! i miss you so bad! sunod ako jan kapatid..love you bro!
gone but not forgotten… bisita ako paguwe sa pinas bro! see you soon!
it’s been a good three years. how fast and fleeting and memories of chico seemed to be drifting from everyone else’s lives…perhaps not everyone, for those who still remember him.
i’m writing this because i was browsing thru pictures that we had with chico four summers ago. our pictures with karl roy gave the message aloud of the what could be but we hadn’t noticed it. i have a picture of chico trying to tie a cord around his neck and he posed smiling while holding his favorite green cord. i was alarmed but didn’t know that he would do it after a year. karl told me that his mom left him (karl) to look after his son but I never knew that he was in reality more suicidal than what we took as some pictorial joke. I remember when we punked him and Karl took his room key and hid it for an hour and he was sleepy he simply just had to prop himself against a small chair and tried to doze off. he found out only an hour which was cruel but chico was smiling like nothing happened. one of those days, i guess.
i still have his number. they say that erasing a number of a friend who had gone away is like erasing all the memories with that person with such finality that you don’t want to see their numbers anymore.
i kept it because at least in my phone, Chico is still alive.
What else can I say? “Si Matt ang may sala” (this is his favorite expression.)
Chico was a dear friend, we were assigned at the same room @ tower records alabang and we were also disc jocks for rock radio alabang 102.3, both loved the beatles, jazz and other obscure stuff, celebrated my birthday and other crazy stuffs at his place, wasting time, sharing opinions, listen to music, shared the same joint most of the time and hang out with a lot of friends, those were the days… I still got your shoes chico, i used it during my first few months of fitting into the corporate world (I swapped it with my classic adidas shoes, the one he wore @ their mtv performance and other gigs) thanks for the memories chico, you’ll always be remembered…
thanks,
Wally a.k.a. Wallster
-the vince noir project
-dayuhan
-sters
long live chico! may you rest in peace
He and Karl are now up above.
RIP Karl and Chico. Cheers in heaven!