This is not about Rock Hudson, but only about music.
At an interview I was once asked, “Do you like music?”
At an interview I was once asked, “Do you like music?”
“Sir, movies and music, I do not understand.”
“What barbaric tastes you have, you do not like movies or music but are interested in politics.” Earlier in the conversation, I had proudly told the interview panel that I find politics very exciting.
Barbaric, it is, not to be able to appreciate music. You are not a gentleman if you do not enjoy music, ideally you should be able to play a musical instrument.
I can bet on it that there is some genetic musical switch in ones DNA construct. You are lucky if you were born with the switch ‘on’ for I have made numerous attempts to get that going.
Interestingly I was part of the school choir till may be grade IV or V, but then as I grew up I probably stayed away from music for in a boarding school ( that too all boys) only sissies participated in music.
Efforts at appreciating the santoor, tabla or the sitar at the SPIC MACAY programs at school didn’t yield much. Probably the only achievement was some ability to discern when a completely extraordinary note was being played.
School obviously had its own brand of music. We Will Rock You, Another Brick in Wall and the likes topped the popularity charts, wouldn’t be surprised if they still do. Songs like Ice Ice Baby, Queen’s I Want To Break Free or Roxette’s The Look were also very popular.
How can I forget the ever popular, without copyrights, compilation called ‘Sexology’. With its racy title it was a must have for every individual at school. Sexology dished out songs, tamer than its name, like Lets Talk About Sex etc.
I have come a long way since then. In the last 6 months I have seen music really grow on me.
Bob Dylan was the trigger, Living Next Door To Alice reminded me of yester years. Don McLean’s American Pie and Vincent got me hooked to soft rock. And John Denver is another of the favorites.
And oft heart broken Micheal Learns to Rock’s I Wanna Dance tugs at my heart.
One of the coolest songs I have ever heard is Jesus He Knows Me by Genesis.
However I still get a feeling of incompleteness for I still can’t hum any of these songs. The day I can, hum even one song, I will be convinced that the musical switch has at last been activated.
If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it.
4 comments:
not having an ear for music does not mean that one is not evolved... its just that you are more evolved or interested in some other stuff.....
for me unless it a very catchy/foot tapping music it is like white noise.... good to have in the background but not necessary to understand!!!!
Connoisseur of music you are not, the fact that we like at least one song in common (Jesus he knows me), means there is hope for you. Next time I am in Delhi I swear to get you hooked on to hip hop: have feet will dance ;-)
U prefer politics over music yet u have a blog post on music and not on political views etc ?
ha ha , sorry bro thats the first thought that came to my mind .... talking in general about your blog your posts are interesting in patches, of course i know we would do better with the 1st book :)
also if u have a copy of the article on enron ( business standard right ?)i think you should paste it here
Was surprised to NOT find the song "Aaye hoon UP Bihar lootne" in your notes!! Ha! Ha!
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