November 21, 2005 – 10:45 pm
Day Two was supposed to begin at 6, and so I arrived early at 5:45. They let us into the premises shortly after six, and then took nearly half an hour to let people into the stalls. The wait, the standing in line on the stairs, was monotonous and irritating. I don�t quite know what […]
November 19, 2005 – 10:53 am
I’d been waiting for the Jazz Utsav for about a month and after all that running around for tickets, which I finally got from RSJ (thanks again Shivangi), I was in a this-better-be-worth-it mood. It was.
Jazz isn’t the kind of music I’d sit down and pay attention to. Blues, yes, but sometimes. It’s much the […]
October 21, 2005 – 11:29 pm
“Hey…dude. You gotta listen to these guys.”
“Yeah? They’re good?”
I get one of those are-you-nuts stares.
Another from the group that’s come down from Cal (or is it Kol?) shakes his head. “They’re the most amazing band in the world”
“What do they play, then?”
“You wan’t to hear music? You gotta hear these guys. Just see the difference […]
October 16, 2005 – 7:14 pm
I wonder what they had in mind when Cafe Coffee Day decided to sponsor the Kingfisher Rocktoberfest. Looks like it someone in the marketing department who looked at his (or her, for you politically correct nitpickers) budgets and said - Hey, our expenditure on promotion is X amount short of what’s been budgeted, so let’s […]
October 10, 2005 – 1:04 am
I’ve never been comfortable with discotheques as venues for rock shows. They’re cramped and the sound from the drums and the bass guiter tends to drown out the vocals and the lead, particularly in the mosh pit, where the speakers were placed. In fact, my ears began ringing at times, and even as I sit […]
The mail said “You’re it”. I hope the jabberwock wasn’t talking about It, cause I’m certainly not as hairy,or as short.
Unlike the book tag, I’m quite pleased about making this list. While I have gone through spells without music, they have been few. Unlike the Jabberwock, I work best while listening to music. In fact, […]
There’s more to a rock concert than just vocals, guitarwork, singing, head-banging and black tee’s. Years after the concert, one might not remember who sang which song or when the concert was held; what one doesn’t forget are the quirky people who did something completely out of place. This is a post about a few […]
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