Friday, February 29, 2008

Grandma's tryst with technology

Phone rings
Me: Hello?
Guy on the other side: Hallo, Kumaraswamy iddana?
Me: (with my super sophisticated kannada) Houdu, iddare. Yaaru mathanaduthiddare ( its a supreme combo of the present, past and future perfect and imperfect tenses)
Guy on the other side: Nimmajji!!!!

Disconnect.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

The Thing about Romance

Romance or romanza was the first complete piece of classical music I had learnt in my decade long musical journey. And I fell in love with it the moment I first heard it, and it continues to evoke strong feelings everytime I play it. The beauty of this piece as with many other pieces of classical music is that if you vary the tempo and volume and even the pitch, you can manage to get a different feel, a different emotional reaction, for the same set of notes.

This is a marvellous rendition of romance. The feeling the first part (in minor) evokes is that of lonliness and sorrow. Probably the sorrow of losing a dear one.



Yet the second part of romance (which is played in E major) creates a picture of sunshine and a rainbow (at least thats what comes to my mind) signifying that the thunderstorms in life are over. Its time to move on and look at life with a fresh perspective, enjoying the colours and sounds of life.

This is an easy piece to play and lots of people do play it. But the way it is played makes all the difference. This is what would separate a true musician from an instrumentalist. Here is a peppy version of the same classic.




Sounds good no doubt. But the feeling conveyed is that of a traveller leaving home for something better. He is sad that he may be leaving home for good, but is hopeful that his decision is something for good.

So much for feelings. My next goal is the Turkish march. Its going to be tough

Monday, February 25, 2008

Life's Ironies

Lifes ironies, how they make you smile
In pain, joy or wonder.
Happiness is all we seek,
Sorrow is what we find.
People all around us
Yet lonliness troubling many
Water covering most of the globe
Yet people die from thirst
People killing themselves for wealth
And using it to keep themselves alive
These scenes are harrowing,
Some of them amusing
Some of them, divinely made
The others, not made by God
In pain, joy or wonder
Life's ironies, how they make you smile.