A nice seven beat taal (3 + 4). A favourite for many, though I do not find it easy since I didn't apply myself when I should have.
Here is an example
Here is a piece by Zakir Hussain
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EvPMLQSz4y0
Monday, March 23, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Basant
And this is Basant from a Pakistani movie.
Horrendously difficult on a violin, mathematically brilliant and lovely to hear.
A modern version from Rashid Khan
Horrendously difficult on a violin, mathematically brilliant and lovely to hear.
A modern version from Rashid Khan
The beauty of impermanence
As time passes by and one gets older, it seems right that memories become a burden. Its great that nature dulls the sharpness of some poignant thoughts of events and people.
One looks back with surprise - was I that dumb? How could I have said such and such or done this or that? Was that really me?
I read a science fiction story once that talked about the conquest of death and the accompanying agony of those who wanted to be rid of too many memories, good or bad. The fear of passing on then perhaps went away. We shall move from one reality to another and never know the difference. The observance of cruelty, of a certain God who keeps desperate hopes alive but looks away at the suffering and pain of the innocent - a message garbled by philosophical rubbish, designed to keep us sane - yes, this is not a reality I am interested in. To that extent, I am happy when time accelerates and the pain of the innocent stops. But the cries of their agony will last beyond time.
I wrote a book many years ago on the survival of the animal kingdom and our own eradication as a punishment for centuries of depravity. The logic of suffering of the mute escapes me entirely. But we are superior, we are told, and have the right to erase and inflict.
One looks back with surprise - was I that dumb? How could I have said such and such or done this or that? Was that really me?
I read a science fiction story once that talked about the conquest of death and the accompanying agony of those who wanted to be rid of too many memories, good or bad. The fear of passing on then perhaps went away. We shall move from one reality to another and never know the difference. The observance of cruelty, of a certain God who keeps desperate hopes alive but looks away at the suffering and pain of the innocent - a message garbled by philosophical rubbish, designed to keep us sane - yes, this is not a reality I am interested in. To that extent, I am happy when time accelerates and the pain of the innocent stops. But the cries of their agony will last beyond time.
I wrote a book many years ago on the survival of the animal kingdom and our own eradication as a punishment for centuries of depravity. The logic of suffering of the mute escapes me entirely. But we are superior, we are told, and have the right to erase and inflict.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Basant - Mallika Pukhraj and Tahira Syed
An extraordinary piece based on Raag Basant, a simple beat and two brilliant singers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jq3bb33sElU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jq3bb33sElU
Friday, March 06, 2009
Sunday, March 01, 2009
Water & Fire
A great trip to an idyllic and picturesque spot called Manchanbele near Bangalore. We had some terrific fun leaping off like fools from 40 feet cliffs into deep water, kayaking and swimming.
And we were face to face with a forest fire that stopped 20 feet away from where we were.
I was happy that I was as fit as guys half my age, which may not be saying much, given our sedentary lifestyles.
And we were face to face with a forest fire that stopped 20 feet away from where we were.
I was happy that I was as fit as guys half my age, which may not be saying much, given our sedentary lifestyles.
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