I BOUGHT MY PARENTS AIR SUPPLY CONCERT TICKETS!

Last January 11, 2026, in Passi City, Iloilo, I surprised my parents with tickets to watch Air Supply live!

For the longest time, I had been wanting to take them to a concert of their favorite artists - Air Supply or Mama's all-time favorite Dionne Wardwick. They both love music — the kind that tells a story, the kind that lingers. Air Supply has always been a household favorite. 

I remember the cassette tapes and how Papa would carefully insert them into our stereo components. There would be that soft click, then suddenly the house would be filled with “All Out of Love,” “Making Love Out of Nothing at All,” “Lost in Love,” and “Even the Nights Are Better.”Sundays were almost always accompanied by Air Supply playing in the background.

We sing along to the lyrics. We loved the melody — how soothing it was to our ears. Air Supply songs are timeless. Even now, decades later, they carry the same warmth.

When I heard they were coming to Passi City, I didn’t think twice. I bought four tickets. Originally, I thought my husband and I would join my parents and make it a little double date of sorts. But I had work early the next morning, so I couldn’t go. Instead, I asked my youngest brother if he could take Mama and Papa to the concert. He happily agreed and brought along his girlfriend who lives in Passi.

It wasn’t exactly their genre, but they went anyway and they enjoyed it too.

What made the evening even sweeter was that my parents were coincidentally seated beside the parents of my workmate friend. Out of all the seats in that venue, they ended up next to familiar faces. It felt like one of those simple but meaningful coincidences that make you smile.

Throughout the concert, my phone buzzed with photos and short videos — Mama smiling brightly, Papa singing along word for word. I could see how much they were enjoying it. It wasn’t just about watching a band perform. It was about reliving memories — their younger years, their love story, the days when those songs first became part of their lives.

I felt so happy knowing they enjoyed it immensely.

After the concert, I sent money to my brother and told him to make sure they all had dinner on their drive back to Iloilo City. I wanted the night to end slowly — not rushed, not tired, but full. A proper ending to a beautiful evening.

Later, my brother told me they all genuinely enjoyed the show — even he and his girlfriend. Music really does transcend generations.

As children, we grew up with those songs blasting through our father’s components. Back then, we were simply listening. This time, I was able to give my parents the chance to hear those timeless songs live. And seeing their joy — even just through photos and videos — was more than enough for me.