It doesn't sound the same!

Read some stuff about outgrowing music at Gnu's Noose. Well.. I guess its time my pet project.... Something that I have been pursuing for almost a year now, came out in the open. Long before my humble abode boasted of an internet connection, when I was in school, I used to listen to music. Good music. I would catch audio glimpses here 'n there, keep repeating the stuff so I would not forget.. but, my delicate memory usually cleared out space for Algebra, Sandhi Vichhed, and those O Henry's.. But this is the abridged story of the ones I remembered:




High Hopes by Floyd (btw, thats also how I spell God. F-L-O-Y-D)
Saw the vid on Mtv.. (around 6th grade) Did not know the name of the song, or the artiste. Was devastated. Found years later when I heard best Pink Floyd songs (a general awakening after listening to The Wall) which I got from a senior.
Ahh. Buhliss. But the buhliss was found lacking bite it had those many years back! Why oh why?

You' re So Pretty by the Cranberries:
I bought the Pret-a-Porter cassette from this neighborhood crook who could sell anything. I was looking for this song I d heard a long time back.. 'Close to you'.. had a good pop lick to it. Well, I came out with Pret-a-Porter instead.. It had some good stuff.. Hotstepper by Ini Kamoze.. a couple of other tracks.. and then.. Pretty, by the Cranberries, some remix (didn't believe they had em back then.. its a '94 release). I was stung by the song. Would keep listening to it. Again and again and again and again and again, with a yellow lamp over my head and the system in front. One day I found out my brother had ripped open the cassette, rewound it, and then, realizing that the song didn't play anymore, thrown the thing into the adjoining empty plot of land. I was devastated. The song was found much later, surfing through the net. But

Scatman by the Scatman
You know the song - it was just beautiful, wasn't it? Heard it on youtube lately. Not a shadow of wat it was in the earlier days.

Road Trippin' by Red Hot Chilli Peppers
That song had something about it - a teleporter to an older, calmer, prettier, slower, yellower world. The world never came back when I downloaded it a year back.

"Go Let it Out" and "Who Feels Love" by Oasis
These brought such subtle emotions to the fore that words would have to be invented to describe them. But that was before. Now the brain just tries to feel, gives up, tries to search it's memory bank for the emotion, returns empty handed.



What is it?

Has my brain become crude? Can I no more react to auditory stimulus with a flush of subtle, layered emotion. Is math music or metal the only music I will react to now?

I dont know. I dont know.

I want to feel the music again. Not analyz it. Not count the beats in the varying tie signature, not marvel at the scal/key change, not notice the texture of the cello.

Just feel the music.

Mcleod II

The second Mcleod trip happens sometime back in time. It has carpe diem breakfasts, Ritu, Suggi, Gullu and Bhugra. We smoke quite some. Good times start when we go to the stream downhill - heads dunked into water and all. We are tired, its late, and we really want the Jungle Cafe. We start walking upwards from the stream, run into a hippie at the little Siva temple on the way. Sit on the cliff and smoke as he blabbers on and on about tantra and stuff . Walk aimlessly and guess where we reach! jungle cafe woohoo.in the evening, bhuggar gullu and i go to bhaksu through the pahari trek, not the road. there is an old abandoned freaky house on the way. on the way back is party - mini rave type scene happening at the opus(?). its private, we are not allowed. we go to bhaksu falls. it is full moon night party, we are told by the owner of shiva cafe, lounging about downhill near the market at another joint. there is voflo - the polish guy who shiva and his other trek guide friend keep abusing in hindi while they answer him. we are given siome free cream. we take it, smoke some. we are to go to the party. voflo pukes almost ON a brit woman. we go to party - chill around. then walk to the falls. bhugra chickens out. gullu and I proceed. Gullu chickens out. there is barely any light. i vow to do it sometime. sometime later. the day comes in Mcleod III.