Until I moved here I hadn’t realized that much of what is now the
Another distinctive architectural oddity concerning the
When I first saw the tower’s disconnected location on the banks of the river, to me it looked defensive, as if it was intended as a lookout for sentries guarding the town. I asked the guide the reason for the unique location and separation of the tower from the church—she responded that the reason was acoustical—that the sound of the bell would travel for miles up and down the river and so carry to more parishioner ears. By 1768 I doubt that the Muslims were still much of a problem, if at all, to the population of
I walked around the outside of the large church and examined its building style and architecture. Like most of the centuries-old Catholic cathedrals here Loboc’s is in need of plenty of preservation type work. The one at Loboc needs paint and lots of structural upkeep. Even stone and concrete has a limited wear time, especially considering how nature takes its annual shot during flood time. This historical fact is displayed by a painted horizontal line about 5 feet up on an inside wall. Over the centuries the river has flooded continually over its banks, the worst in 1876 which is marked by that spot high up on the wall.
Attached to the south side of the church is a now vacant 3-story convent, also built by the Recollects as part of their refurbishment of the original Jesuit-built church. The old convent is now used by and large as a museum. It costs a few pesos so take a few minutes and check it out. Part of the museum is devoted to the award-winning Loboc Children’s Choir started in 1980; but the choir is only a relatively recent manifestation of Loboc’s long history of musical know-how, which has been part of Loboc culture since the time of the Jesuits almost 400 years ago. This part of the museum has displays and exhibits explaining the musical history of the town. Most of the old musical instruments on display are a bit of a joke though; they look like dirty tarnished broken junk pulled from a refuse heap. I’m sure it’s the best the curator could find, knowing how people here hold on to their family heirlooms and treasures.
In my explorations of the dozens of old town churches I’ve often seen the pulpits high up on the side of the walls. The one in Loboc puts the speaker exceptionally high, at least 12 feet or more above the parishioners and I could not resist the temptation to climb up the steep wooden steps and deliver a pretend sermon. The pulpit in the Loboc church still has its ornate cover and as I spoke I realized that the cover was not merely for show—it had a definite acoustical purpose. That fancy little cap above me seemed to concentrate and magnify the volume of my words. I experimented with my discovery by having someone move farther and farther away while I practically whispered, “Can you hear me now? Can you hear me now? Can you hear me now? …” No matter how I quieted my words I could still be heard, even at the back of the chapel. Pretty cool.
I don’t know why, but lots of modern tourists don’t seem to feel comfortable visiting and exploring these old Spanish-designed, Filipino-built churches and that is truly a shame. To get a true feel for the history and culture of this country you really should examine these ancient edifices. Most Filipino towns and villages are quite proud of them; and if you can, see if you can get a local layperson or priest to show theirs to you. The story of each is fascinating and many times there are hidden relics, or locked passages and rooms not usually open to the casual gawker. Ask lots of questions and you are sure to hear intriguing stories and human-interest accounts that you otherwise would never have imagined existed. And by all means, donate to the upkeep fund. Of course, knowing the
More on Loboc soon…