No limits to what movie stars will do to promote their movies these days. In the picture above, you have Aamir buzzing the "Ghajini" haircut on a few of his fans, as part of the promotional activities for his film. Full article here.
No limits to what movie stars will do to promote their movies these days. In the picture above, you have Aamir buzzing the "Ghajini" haircut on a few of his fans, as part of the promotional activities for his film. Full article here.
Question: Aamir kick-started the final promotions for his film Ghajini with the release of your film. Your comment?
SRK: I think it is a very good strategy. He thinks he can ride off the brand that is Shah Rukh Khan, which is the biggest brand. The problem is, I cannot ride on any other brand as there is no brand bigger than me!
Rahman does fusion, just right. This takes Lebanese Blonde (Thievery Corporation) to the next level.
Love the way this song starts off all pretty with pianos and guitar (assumedly, that's Mausam), and that kicks into the sitar, drum 'n' bass groove.
A constituent of the radical new OST that is Slumdog Millionaire.
When I first heard this song, I figured that the video would have to be extremely "hatke" to match up to the work Rahman has done with it. Its amazing to see the creativity and spirit that Bollywood exudes during the process of film-making. The industry has certainly come a long way. While Aamir does look a tad bit haggard, must laud his tenacity and ability to reinvent himself so brilliantly.
Ghajini's looking drastic! Can't wait.
Note to Ahmed Khan - R&B is Rhythm and Blues, not Rhythm and Bass.
Awesome Kailash Kher track from the OST of CC2C (sorry, being very Delhi-ite with my abbreviations, today).
The best part is the flute interlude after the second verse, and the really best part comes after the last verse when the song goes into an acoustic guitar mode, and then crescendoes back with flutes and drums back into the hook. Nice job, K.Kher!
Seems to be like a glitzier "Leaving Las Vegas" on acid. Not too convinced about the choice of Abhay Deol as the lead here, but he could prove me wrong. The dark look of brooding negativity, and drug-inspired panning shots are elements which haven't been seen too often in Bollywood. Either they have been too pretentious (Aks) or rather meaningless (No Smoking - which is also Anurag Kashyap's doing).
In either case, its nice to see a new spin on an old tale. Props for the effort itself.
Drove out to Dallas for the day. Had a few meetings, and some business to take care of.
Find it ominous that I'm in Dallas on Nov 22 - a day where 45 years ago, JFK was shot dead in this very city. Plan to drive by Dealy Plaza later, on my way back to H-town, and solemnly reminisce by mystic curiosity for one of the greatest so-called "conspiracies" of our time.
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You want soulful music that will hit you like a ton of bricks? Listen to Shafqat Amanat Ali Khan's solo album, Tabeer. Phenomenal stuff!
A musically and vocally superior album, Tabeer (An Interpretation of Dreams) nails in the fact that Shafqat was indeed the lifeblood of Fuzon. With Tabeer, he establishes himself as a legendary classical singer and musician. All the songs have a characteristic raw and elemental classical theme to them, interspersed with other musical genres. Almost like a response to Classically Mild, only not as mild, as the vocal and atmosphere is more intense.
Here's Rohi as a good example:
Came across this gem, the other day. A serious blast from the past, from the limited collection of Bappi Lahiri's golden years (Yes, all the gold which he turned into kilos of bling neckwear, for his non-golden years to follow). From the film, Aitbaar (1985) - which was Mukul Anand's answer to Hitchcock's Dial M for Murder.
Awaaz di hai aaj ik nazar ne
Yaa hai yeh dil ko gumaan
dohraa rahee hain, jaise fizaayen
bhuli hui daastaan
Can never forget the chills I felt, as the climax of Airframe revealed itself, and the intense build-up that led to it. The unputdownable thriller - just one of this man's immense repertoire - combined his mesmerizing abilities of story-weaving and telling, with an intense amount of research and comprehensive perception of the premise's framework . Not since Arthur Hailey, has a writer managed to portray a believable in-depth understanding of subjective premises, and been capable of portraying it effectively, without being obfuscatory to the unknowing reader.
He revolutionized science fiction with the concept of recreating dinosaurs from DNA extracted from fossilized mosquitoes. He inspired a new genre of edge-of-the-end-of-the-world disaster, with The Andromeda Strain. He spun an epic legend of time travel in Timeline. His array of creativity knows no parallel. Unfortunately, his life was cut jagged short.
Last week, the world lost one of the most gifted writers of our generation.
Michael Crichton (1942 - 2008).
Aside from the closet innuendo and Priyanka's blazen-ness, Dostana has a compelling soundtrack. Highlight being, this gem - Khabar Nahin - which has Vishal Dadlani crooning the tune, rather well.
Groovy beat programming - very reminiscent of "Must be the Money" - accented brilliantly by the earnest "Maula mere Maula" chorus by Amanat Ali. Nice to see the Sa Re Ga Ma contestant make a neat Bollywood debut, and lets hope he's here to stay.
Check out my detailed review of Dostana here.
Currently Sampling: The rest of Dostana, Yuvvraaj and Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi.
I have a bone to pick with you, Mr. Stephens. Even without the "hyphen", your new album title, EVOLVER, is a blatant rip off off my blog's ideology - my blogeology, if you will. Haven't you heard of Creative Commons?
From its modest beginnings in October 2005, The E-volver has contributed to the blogosphere, nearly 1000 random thoughts/opinions on everything that matters - music, movies and melancholic morphing mice. What have you got on that? 3 albums in 4 years. 11 Grammies and an AMA. Pathetic!
Hmph. I'll let it slide, Legend. Just cause I'm cool like that. Next time, find someone elses blog title to "Get Lifted".
Currently hooked onto: Estelle's American Boy (feat. Kanye West). The black and white video's pretty cool, except for this Estelle person ... serious tranny alert. Did I stay that out loud?
I'm ensconced. That's all I can say. Some of the tracks are so overwhelming and unique, that it may take a while to digest. The union of Ghai and Rahman has always yielded something unprecedented (there is yet no Bollywood parallel to Ramta Jogi or the Western Version of Taal).
So far, the stand-out track for me is "Manmohini". Rendered by new-name Vijay Prakash, who sounds like a blend of Hariharan and Shankar Mahadevan. The song is mellow yet trippy - very world lounge with a distinct classical base, and an interesting beat pattern. Seems like it would mix really well with No Letting Go by Wayne Wonder - especially the opening Dhoom Tana sample.
Very unlike conventional Rahman, as it has a very nouveau-ambient feel with touches of electronica, but I guess he's forever evolving and how. While I haven't formed a comprehensive opinion on it (and I gladly have nearly a month before I review this one), the sound is revolutionarily fresh - a real trip.
"The LA Times has a rather silly piece, where they interview “body language” experts on yesterday’s Presidential debate. The highlight for me was this little bit about pronunciation:
But Glass, who thought the debate was a draw, said Obama seemed unnatural at times. “Somebody coached him and did not do him a favor,” she said. “When he talks about an issue he’s passionate about, his gestures are fluid and real, but other times, he took his index finger and clasped it to his thumb, and it’s phony, it’s not real.”
She also thought his inflection might be a turn-off to some voters. “He’d say, ‘Pahk-ee-stahn,’ or ‘Tolly-bahn.’ You need to say Pakistan and Taliban like everyone else.” (link)
Um, is it possible he pronounces it correctly because… it’s actually the correct pronunciation?
Some bloggers over at the National Review’s “The Corner” have picked up on this as well (thanks for the tip, Sree):
The National Review’s Mark Stein, for example, said that Obama prefers the “exotic pronunciation.” He added, “[O]ne thing I like about Sarah Palin is the way she says ‘Eye-raq’.”
This came after the National Review’s Kathryn Jean Lopez posted an email that argued, “[N]o one in flyover country says Pock-i-stahn. It’s annoying.” (link)
Actually, I know plenty of people in certain “flyover countries” — i.e., in the Indian subcontinent — who pronounce it exactly that way.
Welcome to the United States of Stupidistan, folks. "
There have been very few "Ae Ajnabi"s in Bollywood. Mellow, slow, long numbers that attain cult status. Caravan from the s/t of "Hello" is potentially one such drifter/nomadic/long drive to nowhere-type track. Voiced by the prolific Shafquat Amanat Ali Khan. Yenjoy.
Boy, they "dumbed" it down for her, didn't they? Where was the challenge? Why didn't anyone tell Palin that she didn't "answer" several of the questions? Palin was all gimmicks, to say the least. If only this was a debate for picking a host for "Farmer Wants a Wife: The Anchorage Edition". Not at a VP debate, for crying out loud.
In other news, why am I complaining? I can't even vote. Bah.
Debate started off pretty sober, but has picked up in its intensity once key questions (foreign policy, war spending, and I wonder why this is still a burning issue in the 21st century - but - gay marriage).
Biden's definitely coming across more "presidential". I love the questionable smile when Sarah Palin makes a directed remark.
Palin seems more like she's calming an argument at a sorority sister's reunion. Her rhetoric is so "he-said-she-said". Usage of words like "soccer moms" and "joe-six-pack" do not make you a people person, lady. She reminds me of Reese Witherspoon in Legally Blonde, but at least Reese came across smart at the end.
Tina Fey for Vice President!
A well-paced and well-timed thriller. Its about time that Bollywood came up with a crisp, real-time edge-of-your-seater (a la Speed or Phone Booth).
The gripping aura of terrorism has become a universal and widespread "movie thriller premise " now. Quite like "serial killers" back in the 90s.
If this is an original story, it is undoubtedly a great concept. In terms of handling, the run-up to the climax could have been more effective and subtle, post revelation of the twist. The dialogue between Anupam Kher and Naseeruddin Shah could have been more impactful. But that's just nitpicking, as the effort is more than laudable.
Naseeruddin Shah is world class in a subdued and effective performance. More short and well-scripted thrillers, Bollywood!
Shantanu Moitra has really hit the nail on the head, with this subtle, beautiful ballad, unassumingly found on the soundtrack of Welcome to Sajjanpur (haan, babua! kaa samjhe?). The omnipresent Mohit Chauhan who has apparently vowed to be on every Hindi soundtrack ever made, accompanies Madhushree on "Ek Meetha Marz Dene", which really grows on you after a few listens.
I don't think I would be exaggerating, if I would call this one of the sweetest composed/rendered ballads of '08.
In other news, the bailout bill is out. If you can't access it, try again later - the government financial services site may have crashed due to unprecedented usage - a sign of things to come, I guess ;-)
Commercial cinema is overrated. Switch to lndies! Well, with the exception of curious spectacles like Burn After Reading, which I can't wait to watch btw, Indies are where its at. Foreign indies, especially.
Back in 2006, this gorgeous, gorgeous French/English (Finglish?) movie called "Paris, Je T'aime" came by, featuring a smorgasbord of cast members ranging from amateurs to legends (Steve Buscemi, Juliette Binoche, Natalie Portman, Nick Nolte, Maggie Gyllenhaal). The movies format was Dus Kahaaniyaan-ish, with 18 separate "arrondissements". Thematically, the movie explores the emotions of love, but all of them set in the legendary city of Paris. With some shorts directed by established directors (The Coens, Gus Van Sant, Gerard Depardieu, Gurinder Chadha), this movie is highly recommended for those who love this format of film-making - i.e. a collection of short, touching tales that make you think.
In other news, would love to see someone make this kinda movie in NYC.
Really liking this new track from Madhur Bhandarkar's Fashion (Salim-Suleiman's music). Reminds me a lot of Zara Zara. Brilliant arrangement, and the low register female vocals with classical touches are nicely done! Enjoy!
In other news, also check out "Kuch Khaas" (Mohit Chauhan and Neha "Viva" Bhasin) from the same album.
A couple of classic Warren-isms, from the greatest investor out there.
"Not a human doing. Not a human thinking .... a human being".
Oh Dr. Deepak Chopra. If I could only learn your art of making millions out of the verbal cattle dung that you spew to this gullible world. You are truly a visionary. Ka-ching!
Caught up on a few mile-high movies, while traveling:
Smart People: Arrogant, yet amusing. Highly reminiscent of Margot at the Wedding, for some reason. Prefer this avatar of Ellen Page, where she seems much more real and confused, versus her Joan-of-Arc-ish character in Juno. Sarah Jessica Parker was actually tolerable and at times, pretty, for a change. Thomas Haden-Church - awesome. Dennis Quaid - traditionally subdued.
Really looking forward to Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist.
The Happening: The acting, being a lot more theatrical and Hitchcockian - with the intense close-ups - is a little variant from Shyamalan's usual style. But the intensity is well-carried throughout the film. Gladly the plot is not other-worldly with wierd creatures and names. It was also nice to see the UTV showreel at the beginning of a Hollywood film. In terms of the India-centric power shift when it comes to entertainment and production - its happening!
U Me Aur Hum: Bollywood interpretation of the runaway success tearjerker, The Notebook. The Alzheimer's premise is a gripping one, and captured very effectively in The Notebook, which probably was the sole reason that led to its blockbuster-ish DVD rentals. The whole concept of portraying a love story, and its passion, and then having one partner start to forget it all, with little spurts of memory, is universally strong on sentiment. For the Bollywood-ization of it, UMH was not bad at all, actually. A little too soppy and over-the-top at times, but that's the traditional Bollywood compromise. Some Ajay-Kajol scenes were handled with absolute finesse, though. The highlight of this film for me, was the Saiyyan sequence - with Kajol looking absolutely goddess-like.
I Am Legend: I still wonder why I missed watching this movie in the first place? One of the most spectacular edge-of-the-end-of-the-world movies ever made. I would put this way above Cloverfield in terms of its content, and with 99% of those points attributed to Will "The Legend" Smith. With half the film's length featuring him alone on screen, he is probably one of the only actors in today's time who could've carried off this performance.
Rock On: A well-done, feel-good flick. Farhan Akhtar is a much better actor than he is a singer, and a much better director than he is an actor. Part of Bollywood Renaissance of movies that portray life in metro-India as it truly is (instead of going all village-ish, or metro-critical). Farhan began this effectively with DCH, lost his Lakshya towards the middle, and is back in the saddle with Rock On!
No Country for Old Men: Watched it again! Javier Bardem is prolific!
What Happens in Vegas: *Sigh* Shouldn't have bothered.
Chaos Theory: What was I thinking?
Until fairly recently, I thought the lyrics of the song went, "Gora Kaagaz tha yeh mann mera....". And I wondered, what the writer had against colored paper?
In other news, the words TGIF had no better raison d'etre than September the 19th. What a week it has been! A non-smoking analyst on Wall Street went outside his office to accompany his smoking buddies during a downtrend in the markets. He ended up taking a drag or two, and returned to see the markets recover. He has hence started to smoke, as he believes that he is the sole cause of the same. Its funny how one economy's upswing is another man's cancer. Interesting and historic times that we live in, folks!
Google Phone In Sight
BURLINGAME, CALIF. -
The fabled "Google phone" officially launches in October, but it has already hit Silicon Valley.
Google (nasdaq: GOOG - news - people ) has handed a few hundred phones to its internal teams of engineers for real world testing. These reference models, presumably preproduction versions of the HTC Dream, are inconspicuous. Thicker than an iPhone, the flat, grayish-black hunk of plastic does not call attention to itself. It takes a savvy pedestrian to spot its identifying marks: a bank of serial numbers engraved across its face and backplate and a discrete white "with Google" badge stamped on the back.
But they are out there.
For nearly a year, Googlers have toiled away in Mountain View, Calif., on Android, the new mobile platform that many developers had hoped would have as great an impact on the mobile world as Apple (nasdaq: AAPL - news - people )'s iPhone. Glu Mobile (nasdaq: GLUU - news - people ) chief Greg Ballard prophesied last June that Google's system would be easier to develop applications for than those powering traditional handsets and would allow developers to take advantage of data such as contact lists and Global Positioning System information stored on the phone.
Now, enthusiasm is cooling. One member of the development community says the prospect of a Google phone was exciting. But Android has come to resemble many other software platforms--and consumers are less likely to stand in lines for software than for hardware. (See "A Geeky Remedy For Recession Blues.")
On Tuesday Google announced that the first Android-equipped phone, a 3G- and WiFi-capable HTC handset, would ship in October with T-Mobile in the United States. Although neither T-Mobile nor Google have confirmed the price, analysts have widely speculated that the phone will cost about $199.
According to the development community, a bank of tools and games will be packed with the operating system. Additional free applications will be available for download at launch. Paid applications, however, which typically are more elaborate programs, are not expected to be available until early next year.
Forbes.com spotted a phone on the streets of San Francisco. It resembles alleged HTC Dream footage leaked in a blurry video on YouTube in August. A large touch screen eats up most of the phone's available real estate. However, unlike Apple's device, it boasts a palette of physical buttons (both for selection and call initiation) and a small trackball for zipping across its multipaged menus. The screen slides up to reveal a shallow keyboard. Think of it as an anorexic T-Mobile Sidekick.
Tapping out search phrases on the keyboard is not difficult, but it is awkward. Unlike similar devices with hide-away keyboards, only the screen of the Google phone slides upwards. This creates an obstruction between your right-hand thumb and the keyboard.
The model we tried out had few onboard applications. The main screen, which switched between portrait and landscape modes depending on the phone's orientation, offered native Google applications including Mail and Docs. The next screen was dedicated to a Google search bar. It was unclear whether users could create additional pages or customize existing ones. However, a small tab running along the bottom (or right-hand side) of each page opened up a compact menu screen for accessing additional programs and settings.
Snap judgment: Android is a zippy operating system but is tripped up by the user interface. The convergence of physical buttons and touch screen makes first interactions slightly confounding. For instance, you have to use the touch screen (by tugging it upward with your finger) to open the menu system--even though the trackball can zip between the two pages. And, while you dial phone numbers directly on the touch screen, you have to press the physical call button to connect.
It is unknown how old these Googler-toted phones are. Presumably, the Google phone has undergone both hardware and software revisions since they were deployed. But, as with all Google products, Android will undoubtedly be released in beta version.
Dinner at Asha Bhosle's new boutique Indian-fusion restaurant at the Pyramids. Delectable food and a spectacular ambience! Some of the best desi food in Dubai. Highly recommended.
All the wine lists had the title, "A Brimful of Asha" - really nice touch!
The decor was awesome - completely done up in reds and oranges, with black and white pictures of Asha through the years.
Its huge, man! Screaming out into the sky like something unreal and alienistic.
This is a view of the Burj from the newly developed "Old Town" Dubai, part of Downtown Dubai.
And in case you want to compare it to other major skyscrapers in the area. Isn't this ridiculous???
Plenty of R&R, and loving it. Dubai has changed by orders of magnitude. More skyscrapers. More cranes. An "EZPass"-like Saliq system. The Dubai Metro gaining definition and shape.
Meanwhile on the home front, Mom has acquired a spectacular Ganesha collection. Check it out!
At the airport, Gearing up to head to the homeland. Will be blogging from Dubai till mid-September, and will keep you all updated (verbally and pictorially) on the latest superlatives that the nation has progressed to (be it the biggest, tallest, and bestest). While posts may not be as regular, promise that they will be fun! :-)
In other news, the Obamas are starting to look like First Family material, especially watching their appearance after his DNC nomination acceptance speech. The political environment is so much more scripted and directed now, and one couldn't fathom the comparisons to JFK's acceptance. JFK was hardly as caustic as Obama, especially in his references to the opposition (Bear in mind, that he had the opportunity to rant on Eisenhower, whose policies were considerably detested). Also, still not sure if Biden was the rightful pick, or the "only" pick.
Been jiggling around on Virtual DJ, all evening. Lovin' it! Prepare for more viciously delightful mixes (at least its music to "my" ears). Major novice, here - all I've got is the ear for it. Right now, I'm on Looping and Syncing 101. You've got to admit - this is a pretty dope transition.
Also, worked on this mellowed experimental blend of Bachna Ae Haseeno, with a percussion loop from Dheere Dheere (OST-Shaurya).
A heartfelt and sad farewell to Bernie Mac - who passed away this weekend after a bout of pneumonia that turned critically serious. He was 50. He had a unique brand of humor which could be associated only with him. It grew on you after you started to understand his body language, and expressiveness. His scenes in Ocean 11 (the Aloe Vera scene where he starts to appreciate the car dealer's hands, the "cracker" scene with Matt Damon/Andy Garcia) as well as his performance in Guess Who, are two of my all-time favorites.
Bernie - we're sure you're making them all smile, ear-to-ear, up there. You will be missed.
...or is it "Urban Spice". The new Iselin, NJ restaurant seems to have both signs up. Now, I'm not one to venture out onto Oak Tree Road, unless I have hurricane-strength desi food cravings, and Tamarind and Dawat are both either closed or absolutely inaccessible. But this new joint caught me by surprise. Good, spicy Indian food, nice decor with a very warm feel to it. Highly recommended!
Did Six Flags really think that this was going to work, as a campaign? What note did the brainstorming session end on? Aight, this idea sucks, that idea sucks. Lets just settle on a screaming Asian head counting off flags as an indication of funn.
Apparently, Danica McKellar's grown up. The pre-teen hottie from Wonder Years (did she ever get high with Fred Savage?) is now an author. She was recently at Columbus Circle, publicizing her new book, Kiss My Math: Showing Pre-Algebra Who's Boss. Ahem, a little preachy, no? Ok. Talk about things I didn't see coming, 15 years ago.
In other news, my anthem for the last two weeks - at least after the wildest Pachita shower lounge bash ever. This is Calabria by Enur (featuring Natasha). Horn and brass hooks are here to stay, eh? (a la Kismat Konnection?). Also, catch this track on the latest Target "dorm dance off" commercial.
In case you're think its Esperanto or something, its "Whoop Whoop when you run come around, cuz I know you're the talk of the town, yea"
If you want a remix that is capable of reviving and making a track that missed the boat, happening again, caught this gem at a house party over the weekend. Its from Dr. Zeus' Welcome 2 Da Club - a Bollywood remix album that's crept up and raised some eyebrows of interest.
Totally love the percussion (its very Shamur).
.. that make you truly happy from within. A simple "coming together" of two singing styles. A separate language, almost. Especially Hariharan's "samaa jaaye" at the very end - magical. Is there anything more beautiful and ecstatic than musical fusion?
On repeat on my playlist for many weeks...
Aiso gaye pardes piyaa tum
Chain humein nahin aaye...
Quite like the third little bear's stuff from Goldilocks, JTYJN was just right. Imran and Genelia have a natural flair for acting realistically. There are no "heros" in this film - just real people. Its not pretentious, not groundbreaking. Just pure good ol' simple Bombay fun. Just what the doctor ordered. Love the way the various relationships are portrayed, especially Jai and Aditi. As well as the various interplays between the friends, and between the kids and their parents (especially Jai and his mom).
The Meghna chick could've been replaced by someone better and a little less Maharashtian. She was as disjoint as Sonali Kulkarni in Dil Chahta Hai, and she was a major disappointment of the Rajat Kapoor/Kitu Gidwani sequence, which was awesome.
Talking of them, the cameos were lethal, and what made the movie really special. Naseeruddin and Arbaaz/Sohail were hilariously over-the-top. The music was perfect. Majorly disappointed that "jaane tu mera kya hai" never made it up on screen, and I really feel I'm the only one batting for this song. What to do, I love it so much.
And that brings me to who blew me away, leading me to rewatch his sequences, many a time over. Pratiek Babbar (Smita Patil's son). In a less than 10 minute performance, this kid packed in a role of a lifetime - one of the most powerfully-etched characters of the film, and displayed immense potential. In his short role as Amit (Aditi's son), Pratiek plays the artistic rebel brother whom the parents cannot reform - a behavioral deviant with a pet rat and a constant foul mood/mouth.
What Pratiek managed to do, was something that actors like Ajay Devgan, Abhishek Bachchan and Akshaye Khanna have never done - "displayed the OPTIMUM amount of intensity". While they are all immense intense actors in their own right, they conform to the Bollywood definition of "intense" which was written back in the 70s, and a little outdated - the serious eyes, the frown, the nonchalance, the voice. What Pratiek brings to the table is all of that coupled with the "natural" intensity that he displays. And of course, his mother's striking features screaming out of him. They way he sailed through this role, bringing it into his own, makes this one actor who could (if given the right opportunities) single-handedly change the way on-screen portrayals are done in Bollywood.
Folks! Sorry about being off the blog scene, but there has been so much going on on all fronts, that I've been completely out-of-whack. I know that the point of a blog, is to get the ability to channel it all out, but sometimes, while you may have all the reason, there just isn't enough ability. But yes I'm back now. And I promise to stay, until the next market crisis.
In other news, Bally Sagoo/NFAK's "Kinna Sohna" blends mysteriously well with the opening theme from Night Court. Seriously, try singing over! :-)
even the most perfect of occasions, the most perfect of people, or the most perfect of relationships, hardly ever have a name or a timeframe. Or even a suitable title or definition. Or any degree of perfection. Or a definitive set of emotions associated with it.
Sometimes .. even the most perfect of things .. are quite simply understated and unsaid. And they just might not last all that long. And while one would crave to have the feeling last forever, one could find solace in respecting the fact that maybe those few instants of time .. were all that were meant to be experienced.
Sometimes ... there are no right decisions or correct answers.
And that's just how it is.
There have been rock bands. There have been legendary Pakistani rock bands - that's one sect that has really got this genre down.
Then, there have been Indian rock bands - or a significant lacuna thereof (for the record, Euphoria and Indian Ocean aren't rock bands). For a nation with a college culture that swears by Sabbath and Sepultura, it still hasn't produced a decent rock band of repute.
This acoustic track from Rock On! is quite a solid attempt though. Enjoy!
Aankhen unko kahoon ya koi khwaab hain.
Aankhen neechi hui to haya ban gayi
Aankhen oonchi hui to duaa ban gayi
Aankhen utth kar jhuki to adaa ban gayi
Aankhen jhukh kar uththi, to khata ban gayi.
- Afreen Afreen (Sangam, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan and Javed Akhtar)
Could this be a case of breeding the wolf till it comes back to bite you? To quote a befuddled tourist at the end of it, "I understand that I have to respect the rules of the country," said John MacLean, a British tourist on holiday with his girlfriend. But, he added, "I am not sure if I can kiss her or touch her in public."
Such is the theme of "In Bruges" - a film that is Tarantino meets Mathew Vaughn on acid. Not since Layer Cake has a film engendered such a riveting sarc-comedy about the world of hit-men. The humor is dark, and the script is almost comic book-ish in its twisted madness (there's a coke-fiend dwarf moviestar, and this is not science fiction), centered around three stellar performances - Colin Farrell, Brendan Gleeson and Ralph Fiennes, to the backdrop of Bruges, a quaint Belgian village.
Bruges becomes synonymous to purgatory as you get into the meat of the movie, and realize that there is penitence that each character carries. And quite like life, even though the end may seem warped to many, without any form of justification, its time to accept that, even in the non-contract-killing world, that's pretty much how things are.
... make it all look so easy and quick.
I tried to clean up a room, supported by "Eye of the Tiger". It takes FOREVER, no matter how many camera angles you try to simulate. Also, tried studying in various positions with quick changes of serious expressions, around the room, while "The Final Countdown" played in the background. Music's over, and I'm still as clueless as before. Movies fake it up for you!
In other news, maybe I need to stop using cheesy '70s anthems in my montages.
Maroon 5. Haven't heard anything powerful from them in a while. And then this little gem comes along. Spotted it in the new 90210 commercial (why does the new team look so 'orange'?)
Its so Red Hot Chili Peppers in its arrangement. The opening notes sound so much like Californication and it even has shades of Other Side.
Move over, Elisha Cuthbert, the mid-year revision of "flavor of the year" is April Bowlby. First spotted as Alan's neurotic ex-wife on Two and a Half Men. Something extremely sensual about that subdued, mature look that she has.
In other news, I was only kidding, Elisha. You can stay too.
I could come up with a bevy of snappy captions for each picture in this G8 summit slideshow - with Bush looking goofier than holy hell. I just have no patience or inclination for Bush-bashing, anymore.
Alright fine .. just one.
"I'm so environmental y'all .. even my thought bubble is eco-friendly".
"Check it out check it out. Condy taught me how to moonwalk"
"C'maaaaaaaaaan ........ C'maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!"
"Must ... stay ... away ... from ... grass! ... Got ... into ... enough ... trouble ... cuz of .... grass"
"Something in your eye, commie"
"Something in your hair, Angie"
"I just spent all afternoon picking stuff off world leaders. I have freaking arrived"
"Don't make fun of Meddy's blue suit. Don't make fun of the blue suit. Learn to live with the blue suit ... don't kick off another Cold War, Dubya ... Just 6 more months and you're out of the House ... Don't screw up. Yes its blue .. I know ... "
"Oh .. say ... can you seeeeee"
"Hey... you're short"
"Short, stocky, bald Algerian men give me goosebumps"
"Walk like an Egyptian.... with trailer park tootsie in tow"
"Solutions to the world's economic crisis? Dang, I came for the free sashimi, y'all"