If anyone across the globe has a fondness towards Tamil playback music and music in general, then SPB should be a regular feature in your playlist. Perhaps, the most versatile and mellifluous voice in the modern generation, his flair remains untouched and undisputed. Today, is a sad day. We have lost the voice. This PandemicContinue reading “The Eternal Voice”
A lazy, breezy and soothing soundtrack with a heart of gold. I am sure they will rekindle strings untouched, and will breathe hope in our lives. The title solo is a typical ARR, loaded with Rahman’s silky voice and peppy beats. Mohit Chauhan sizzles in ‘Taare Ginn’, Arijit Singh swoons with ‘Khulke Jeene Ka’, ‘Maskhari’Continue reading “Soulfully, yours.”
2017 was a roller coaster year. Well, I can call it adventurous and tumultuous in the same breath. Yes, you might argue that these expressions don’t quite sit adjacent to each other. But at times, our derivatives stand flawed and undisputed. Strange are the ways of life, so was 2017. Indulgent, attractive, celebrated. Sometimes, weContinue reading “Inevitable 2018, Hello!”
The elation was just around, another one knocking in? Cheers!
Waves and Sand. Fish and Rock. People and I. Slippery corners. My lifelines. Survive and Excel. Love. Period.
Sometimes, our love stories don’t need bad guys to create a rift and separate 2 made-for-each other souls. Our nubile minds are just enough and too good to create miseries for self inundated human beings.’KV’ is a bi-product of such individuals who live and smurf themselves with their ego to destroy superlatives. Love, lust, sex or marriageContinue reading “Kaatru Veliyidai – Different Terrain”
He never possessed this classical, mellifluous aura of a playback singer, that others of his generation could pull of with aplomb. But Mukesh was a genius in his own right – signature voice, oodles of melancholy, the staggering high pitch verses and the magnetic bliss. He made a trademark out of his vocals that seldomContinue reading “Voice Unorthodox”
One of my most worshipped places. The goddess of ultimate victory, the sound of lashing waves through the holy Ganga, the colossal view of Bally, the shrine where the famous dialogue took place, perhaps a monologue of a saint is the brimming moment of truth.
It’s not the stature that always counts. It’s the attempt to touch the sky that evokes a cacophony of myriad ruptures. Like, fugitives in search of salvation. Like, mortals reaching out to immortals. I like the canvas, what urges brilliance is the modus operandi.
Steering thought process, courageously striving through. Not the shadows, rays get me inspired.
music has been an integral part of my life, that it’s a part of my DNA is an inexplicable conclusion. my parents and grandparents have been admirable advocates of classical (Carnatic) music, My mother used to be a decent vocalist during her younger days and dad always had this uncanny inclination towards genuine vocal chords.Continue reading “art of classical music”
Contesting facets of life, one beholds just a shade yet looks impressively bright. The latter, is surrounded by vivid colours of the ovulated life. You look down, you look up. Life still wins.