Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Song for the asking...

As I was growing up, most (if not all) the music I listened to was thanks to the influence of my brother. He was(and still is) a Beatles fanatic. I once chanced upon him listening to Lennon and muttering'that bastard..that bastard' with moist eyes. When you are in Class 4 and you hear your elder brother uttering the B word,you are more than delighted! You ask him innocently whom he is abusing, so that the next moment you can go and snitch to your mom that Dada used the forbidden B word to describe so and so. My brother replies "Mark David Chapman" and goes on casting doubts about the legitimacy of the Chapman family tree. Err..who ? I had learnt about both Mark and David during Bible History lessons at school, but who was this Chapman dude and why was my usually docile brother abusing them with such hatred ? I get the answer after my brother is satisfied that his Lachrymal glands are functioning as effeciently as ever ,and also learn that it was Lennon's death anniversary. I learnt another important lesson that day.If you have doubts about elder brother's sanity, do not voice them out aloud (especially when you are within striking distance! )

Years and years later(I was just about to join college) , I was spending a lonely afternoon in Pune rummaging through my brother's cassettes without fear of being reprimanded... he was safely away in MICA,so there was no way he could see what I was upto and enact Vesuvius erupting in front of me again(I mean ...C'mon..just because I recorded my voice over one his his rare bootlegs does'nt mean that I would try it every time!)

Anyways... I pulled out this cassette at random and started listening to it. I don't know if you have ever heard the voice of God. I mean I haven't either,but you get the general feeling as to how much I was moved. I heard the cassette over and over again. Their lyrics were sheer poetry...the music absolutely divine ! I could totally relate to the songs.It almost seemed as if someone had got into my head and had taken frantic notes as to what emotions I was feeling. I used to sit in class and scribble down the lyrics of the songs non stop. I was obsessed with the duo. I read all about them and bought whatever cassetes were available in the market. I had finally found my Gods. I had discovered Simon & Garfunkel

(to be continued...)


Porcelain said...

call this telepathy or ISP or whatever.. i swear, i had the starting guitar tune of 'Boxer' playing in my head as i was about to open your blog!

some of my favourites..

"kathy, Im lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping
Im empty and aching and I dont know why"

"Ive squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promise"

i could go on and on...

i used to sing these duets back in college. now theyre just bittersweet memories of first love :) - thank god the music remains.

Zahra said...

Amazing!! S&G are right up there on my pantheon of music gods :)
Nearly knelt down and kissed the ground the first time I heard 'Bridge over troubled water'... this post bought a lot of lovely memories back...there's something about stalwarts like them that never goes out of style.

Thanks a ton for that senti trip.... eagerly awaiting Part 2!!

Sritanu said...

@Porcelain - Thank God indeed! :)
S&G is my all time cure whenever I'm empty and aching and I don't know why !

@Zahra - Thank you ! :) Part 2 will be added soon.