Sunday, April 30, 2006
I'm too busy trying to figure out if Manhattan will be achievable on Monday morning, with all the burritos and muchachos on strike. Damn - guess this means no delivery boys. Gotta step OUT for lunch. Life sucks.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Funny enough was my colleague, Debashish, from India, who made the glorified mistake of asking a "person of African descent" for directions in SoHo. So, while Denzel keeps ending every statement with "knowhatimsayin", young Debashish keeps clarifying "yes, I do know what you are saying, sir" - to the extent that Jamal goes "You making funna me, n****?".
Bengal's son Debashish is a little too dark for you to notice his black eye.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Yes, I know. I've been out of circuit, out of commission - whatchamaycallit. But in the words of an inane governor, I'll be Bach!
Monday, April 24, 2006
You know the drill - rough track, 4 AM recording. But 'catchy tune' is something i'm getting ever so often, so do check it out.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
You can literally see the influences on Pritam's music staring out at you...
The line "Ek Pal Ke Liye" ... the verse of O Haseena Zulfon Waali ("Garm hain, shaukh hain, yeh nigaahein meri")
The line "Phir kya ho kya khabar" all the way till "Phir ho na jaaye seher" .... "Lafzon mein keh na sakun" by Abhijeet Sawant
Pritam, aan milo?
Friday, April 21, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
PFlirt: i have detected
PFlirt: there is the Working Vish
PFlirt: the 9-5er, he wishes, who is like a regular working future ceo, killing himself and slaving and giving a f***
PFlirt: then there is the Weekend Vish
PFlirt: who is the opposite of Working Vish
PFlirt: see above line and put not behind all the words
PFlirt: then there is the what should I call him Vish
PFlirt: the Chilled Vish
PFlirt: the guy that is all knowing, the guy that is able to take you anywhere in NJ or NYC and even to places that don't exist and the guy that can write a song based on a sentence, the guy that can make you laugh and the guy that is basically the S***
PFlirt: so what's the difference between weekend vish and chilled vish you ask
PFlirt: about 8 drinks
PFlirt: basically, weekend vish was chilled vish until he takes the bus into NYC
wow ....... what more can I say ..... we are in the company of genius, people .....
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Monday, April 17, 2006
Sunday, April 16, 2006
"Is true love a trip to Chinatown
Or being held in one's opium gaze
Under the peach trees
There I'll sit and wait
Is true love a long walk through Bryant park
Or being held in the month of May
under the peach trees
There I will be, will be until you come and get me
Cause I'm so tired of waiting in restaurants
reading the critics and comics alone
With a waiter with a face made for currency
Like a coin in ancient Rome"
- Peach Trees, Rufus Wainright
Rufus seriously had a love affair with the city of New York. However, the "waiter with a face made for currency" line still rings in my ears - key descriptive ability. Kinda takes the foci away from the central element, but then Peach Trees was always a mysterious track. A song from the soundtrack of the movie, Prime - which has a really really awesome make-out scene between Uma Thurman and Bryan Greenberg. Very heartfelt.
And of course, the line of the weekend - Nicole recounted the oft-remembered, oft-forgotten line from The Bachelor, "Its amazing to be with someone who looks at you when you're old, and sees what you think you look like". Ah, so well put. I'll have what that writer was drinking when he wrote that.
Peace.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
if you didn't understand any of this, join the Society to Ban Delirious Blogging Between the Hours of 5 and 6 AM (I would abbreviate that, but I'm not THAT retarded - emphasis on THAT).
Props to M for some wicked guitarwork. You rule!
Friday, April 14, 2006
Today was officially the first beautiful day of Spring for me. Just a gentle breeze, perfect weather. Lou's Cafe on 5th Ave. opened up its outdoor patio. Had a comfortable sit-down date with False Impression, biting on a Caesar Salad and sipping on my Pinot Noir, after work. No, I don't pretend to like Pinot just because of Sideways, I really have respect for that grape.
In other news, FOBs are getting beaten badly by the new immigration laws. Makes me think that FOB should now stand for "F***ed Over by Bush". Peace, people. Have a Good Friday, and a F'Easter.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
http://www1.yashrajfilms.com/fanaa/fanaa_teaser.htm
Fanaa ... Aamir .... Kajol ....
In order to describe Kajol in her comeback vehicle, I'd like to do a Janice .... ahem ... OH ... MY ... GOD!
work is significantly hazardous to my (non)sense of humor.
new discovery.
Book of the Year: The much-awaited False Impressions by Jeffrey Archer - out now in hardcover for $27.15. Finally! This book has been out in India and Europe for over half a year now, and I find it quite annoying that my friends and family have access to an Archer before me. But as for the book, its written in true Archeristic twist-in-the-tale style, FI is quite a whirlwind, and keeps me totally occupied on the Manhattan bus commute. Oops, correction, its Lord Jeffrey Archer who (according to the book's jacket) spent six years serving in the House of Lords and two serving in Her Majesty's prisons. You've been Served, Archie ;-)
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Truth is, that he did borrow his pseudonym from the name of the cup-bearer in the Rubaiyyat of Omar Khayyam, "Saki". :-)
Although there is no relation between Saki and the word, sarcasm - most of his writing is highly sarcastic (albeit, hilariously well-worded). Wonder why? I learnt that Munro's mom was reportedly killed by a runaway cow in England. Now, wouldn't that be enough of an experience for one to view the world through crap-colored lenses? Runaway COW, people! jeez!
Sunday, April 09, 2006
The alternative artistry that makes New York so authentically New York! When people pack into Loews to watch 30 minute - 125 minute movies that didn't make it mainstream because people didn't have the time to evaluate or value these unsung artisans. Its good to take a break from our laugh-a-riot or space-voyaging or pre-pubescent's-riding-broomsticks-while-people-who-need-a-haircut-watch-on adventures - to appreciate something that got lost in the crowd of mad box-office dollar-hunters - meaningful, quality cinema.
Tickets go on sale today, and I'm already picking out my choices to check out! There's also an Indo-inspired flick called "Return to Rajapur" in there somewhere. So many choices, so little time.
Friday, April 07, 2006
This one's still got a few rhythmic issues - mainly cuz no one's willing to sponsor me some real DJ mix software. But I think its a cool concept.
Check it out here. I call it "Rising Temperature".
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060407/ap_on_go_co/mckinney_scuffle
holla back, n****?
Better ‘Saif’ Than Sorry
An informal chit-chat with Saif Ali Khan
With regards the upcoming Kerry-Bush Debate, whom do you support?
Are you kidding me?
Which is your favorite shopping area in
Without doubt, the Village.
What are your favorite designers?
I adore Ralph Lauren’s Polo and DKNY. I really like the Diesel collection as well, as the clothes are the most comfortable. I love to wear them.
With your dad being an exceptional cricketing icon, did you ever think of taking up cricket as a career?
I can't play cricket. Well, not as well as Ajay Jadeja at least. I played a lot of cricket in school. I enjoy the game and of course, its in my blood. I am greatly inspired by my dad. But I didn't want to play club cricket. I wanted to do something where I am among the best in that profession. Today, I feel I have achieved that.
Would you like to share your wildest college experience?
(smiles) Well, my college life was very wild indeed. But being wild in the '80s was not the same as being wild in the '90s. Back in the day, having a couple of cans of beer was wild. Today, its commonplace. We used to party all night and things like that. College was great fun. There was so much independence and ‘masti’ in the air.
I was in boarding school in
The past few months, there have been many rumors about your personal life….
A few weeks back there was this news that you no longer want to be part of multi-starrers or even two-hero projects. Is that true?
That's all rubbish. I know I don't sell solo, so why would I be averse to acting in multi-starcast films? I am perfectly alright with it. No doubt, you sometimes feel insecure in a two-hero film when the other hero has better lines than you, but then you can't help that.
And on that note, I bid Saif goodbye as he went on to catch some sleep at his hotel and geared up for a thunderous performance at the Nassau Colisseum that night. But, I have to admit, that if you’re ever stuck in
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Interesting, na? Something that came up in a conversation between me and my "acquired taste". The higher end objective of any relationship. When you don't feel obligated to make small talk all the time. Comfortable Silence is essential - not only is it a turning point, but its a rare stage that very few couples achieve. Not to be confused with Awkward Silence or "I-Couldn't-Give-A-F***" Silence, CS is an absolution that many will disregard as commonplace - but little do they know, that its another fascinating other-worldly-experience altogether.
In other news, Dubya is retarded.
The chances of a woman picking up "someone" who may not really look like a "greek god" are much brighter at a supermarket.
Shop-Rite anyone?
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Check it out - Lucky Man (The Verve) from the OST of The Girl Next Door.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
taak mein baitha udhar
aur hum taiyaar hai
seena liye apna idhar
khoon se khelenge holi
gar watan mushkil mein hai
sarfaroshi ki tamanna
ab hamare dil mein hai
haath jinme mein ho junoon
katt te nahi talwaar se
sar jo uth jaate hai woh
jhukte nahi lalkaar se
haath jinme mein ho junoon
kat te nahi talwaar se
Aur bhadke ga
jo shola-sa hamare dil mein hai
sarfaroshi ki tamanna
ab hamare dil mein hai
hum to ghar se nikale hi the
baandh kar sar pe kafan
Jaan hatheli pe liye
lo bad chale hai yeh kadam
Jindagi to apni mehmaan
maut ki mehfil mein hai
sarfaroshi ki tamanna
ab hamare dil mein hai
Dil mein toofanon ki doli
aur nason mein inquilab
hosh dushman ke udadenge
hamein roko na aaj
dur rehpaaye jo humse
dum kahan manzil mein hai
sarfaroshi ki tamanna
ab hamare dil mein hai
sarfaroshi ki tamanna
ab hamare dil mein hai