IN the official launch of Gabby Concepcion’s debut album which was held last Tuesday at Red Box Trinoma, I noticed that a lot of the questions which the press people hurled at the actor had no relevance to his album. I am not writing to defend Gabby since I’m not a fan of his (I only had a slight crush on him when I was in grade school since he resembles Charlie Masso of the defunct foreign group, Menudo) but I respect him as an actor.
Anyway, during the interview I couldn’t help but wonder if there is any truth at all to the rumors that Gabby is using his ex-wife Sharon Cuneta and daughter KC to completely revive his showbiz career, which he abandoned in the 90s when he left for the U.S.A. It’s a pity he had to be cautious in answering the questions of the press, obviously avoiding to spark an issue that could possibly fill the entertainment pages of tabloids and broadsheets. Gabby definitely knows the mentality of showbiz writers and how should he not?
Check out these questions: “Dream mo ba magsama-sama kayo ni Sharon at KC sa stage [para mag-perform]?,” “KC wanted to record a song with you, didn’t you invite her to join you in your album?,” “Naniniwala ka ba na the more you hate, the more you love? Bakit parang ayaw na ayaw kang pinag-uusapan ni Sharon?,” “Theme song n’yo ba ni Sharon ang Come What May (which is included in his self-titled album under Warner Music),” “Kanta mo ba kay Sharon ang (title of song)?”
Instead of focusing on each of the album’s 12 tracks or noting down the steps Gabby took to develop his voice quality since we all know that he’s not a singer, everybody was trying so hard to let the guy talk about his ex wife. I understand digging into a celebrity’s personal life is part of showbiz reporting but do these rumormongers know that there is a time for that?
Reporters have a way of putting stuff in your mouth and later claim that it came from you. It’s during these times that I wish the person on the hot seat is somebody like Dina Bonnevie, Celia Rodriguez, Annabelle Rama, and others whose personal lives you wouldn’t dare touch.