Su-swagatam...jes finished watchin casey affleck's,"gone baby gone"(saw it b4 also but one of those cable re-runs u don wanna miss)...jes had my leftover TAGLIATELLES AU SAUMON(nothin like the taste and stench of a few days old,red salmon)for dinner...dget), jes finished off my 5th can of bud...kay suddenly...out of nowhere...out of the blue...among all these random materialistic thoughts...REMO FERNANDEZ springs to my mind like a spring chicken.
REMO FERNANDEZ...a legend in his own.and believe u me,the only guy who i thought actually defined rock music in india wth a guitar and a flute at that point of time and i am talkin abt the days of doordarshan,the years between 1986-1991,the times ven cable tv was still unheard of,the days ven only michael jackson or a boney-m or a phil collins made u think dat...yeah...u knew ENGLISH(however,the year 1992 was the evolutionary year in my life...cos v had cable tv in sector-22,noida...the year in which i used 2 switch on 2 the real MTV,hosted by the likes of luke kenny and sophia haque,as soon as i used 2 come bck frm school as a 7th grader...and it was in this year dat i evolved frm MJ's, DANGEROUS{which even now is one of my fav albums}...to TEN,NEVERMIND,BLOODSUGARSEXMAGIK and def leppard's,ADRENALIN{my dad got me the above mentioned audio tapes frm malaysia along wth video tapes of HOME ALONE 2 and BRAM STOKER'S DRACULA...wish he knew wat he got me into :p )
and from then on REMO as a musician still continues 2 live like a legend in his own,but as a rocker for boys studyin in 7th grade,in early 90's... he headed only one way...the COMMODE(dat too indian style).
and now i bring into light the legacy of THE REMO.A goan icon...who looks and sings like a hybrid frm jamaica and panjim and has invented a new language,known only 2 those who follow THE REMO...and yes now i'll get deep into that...
The nineties saw a number of REMO hits..rangin frm HUMMA HUMMA frm MANI RATNAM'S,BOMBAY...to HUIYA HO frm KHAMOSHI(hell...even the cola giants,PEPSI knelt down to THE REMO'S charm and the whole nation was singin along wth him..."YOU KNOW IT...U FEEL IT...U GOT IT...LEHAR PEPSEEE...AHAA")...but along wth his insanely addictive music...THE REMO infected the world of music wth a lingo dat mayb only the peeps frm the MAYA CIVILISATION frm mel gibson's,APOCALYPTO cud understand...and here is where THE REMO becomes truly,madly,deeply...unforgettable and the following is the list of few of his fables
1. " shikda-baakda-baakda-baakda-baakda-bayo" in between HUMMA-HUMMA frm BOMBAY
2. frm khamoshi,the "HUIYA-HUIYA-HUIYA-HUIYA(8 TIMES IN ALL)...HO...
JAANAY (again 8 times)...DO...
LEHAIT IT(as in LET IT...even this 8 times)...GO...
PONNA-PUCHHI(once again 8 times)...PO
3. "OH MERI MUNNI...NANNI-MUNNI BABY"(even an infant starts feelin like goin bck to his/her mother's womb,listenin 2 this 1)
http://www.dishant.com/album/Remo_Fernandez_-_O_Meri_Munni.html
4. "AFLA..AFLA...AFLA...AFLATOON...MAIN HUN AFLATOON and in between the song,again the use of MAYA language or somethin very similar 2 a word indecently offensive 2 indian mothers(TERI MAA KI $$**)...swear not exaggeratin...don believe me?click on the link and listen(exactly at 2min and 50 seconds)...http://ww.smashits.com/music/hindi-movie/play/songs/1062/Aflatoon/14075/Aflatoon-Aflatoon.html...
and my hands wl get leper-like if i continue 2 write abt the THE CHRONICHLES OF REMO...and his songs...so me-hearties...time to hail THE REMO and never forget the wrds of profundity he has conceived in the world of music...KUDOS to THE REMO...
(nxt in my hit-list r ILA ARUN,BHUPEN HAZARIKA,ANAIDAA,MIKA,KUMAR SANU and some other connoisseurs of music...until then...AU REVOIR)
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Saturday, August 2, 2008
homesick...
A decade of continous travels more than often,takes it's toll on u(specially ven more than often the travels r work related ,which has been my case).No regrets though...over the years i've roamed as a 17 yr old ,alone in the streets of paris(i still remember my confused commute from ORLY QUEST to CHARLES DE GAULLE and then on to the bus stop near GARE MONTPARNASSE ,where all i cud do was gaze at the parisian lights and fast movin peugeots,renaults and citroens...
or as a 21 yr old in BUDAPEST,who came across a mr rudan{a retired polish engineer frm austria who completely went out of his way along wth his romanian wife 2 help a poor indian kid frm noida jes becos they cud somehow relate to him as their only(JUNKIE) daughter who left home and in their hopes was a nun in some church in germany...and 2 years later they came lookin for me at my workplace in casablanca wth jes a pic of mine wth them,askin everyone abt my whereabouts just wth the intention of seein me...and ven i finally met them,all i did was spend 20 mins wth them,gave them some cheap indian handcrafted goodies as gift and promised to see them for dinner dat very day but never did...and that was the last i ever heard frm them...but i do think of dat old couple frm time to time)
well homies and me ladies... if i start sharin every minute detail of my brain-restored travels,it wud really be a pain in my arse writin,and your's readin...
Comin back 2 the gist of this blog...over the years and even still,i come across new and interesting people and things literally everyday...but it's the urge of spendin more and more time with your ageing parents,ur family and ur friends bck home and the very air dat makes u feel at home(and i know the same air is filled wth pollution,goddamn summer power-cuts,blood suckin mosquitoes,hot damsels difficult to score wth for an average joe like me{which has not been the case overseas ;) } and a lotta other things which makes u think otherwise),dat makes me wanna go back...
(and i do know this very blog is the aftereffect of a mixture of alcoholic beverages and some very irrelevant company for a good 3 hrs and i do know once bck home this very feeling will last a month or two...cos after dat u get sick of home instead of home sick)...
at this very instance(dats 00:30 G.M.T),i feel....and dats frm the bottom of my heart...really really HOMESICK
or as a 21 yr old in BUDAPEST,who came across a mr rudan{a retired polish engineer frm austria who completely went out of his way along wth his romanian wife 2 help a poor indian kid frm noida jes becos they cud somehow relate to him as their only(JUNKIE) daughter who left home and in their hopes was a nun in some church in germany...and 2 years later they came lookin for me at my workplace in casablanca wth jes a pic of mine wth them,askin everyone abt my whereabouts just wth the intention of seein me...and ven i finally met them,all i did was spend 20 mins wth them,gave them some cheap indian handcrafted goodies as gift and promised to see them for dinner dat very day but never did...and that was the last i ever heard frm them...but i do think of dat old couple frm time to time)
well homies and me ladies... if i start sharin every minute detail of my brain-restored travels,it wud really be a pain in my arse writin,and your's readin...
Comin back 2 the gist of this blog...over the years and even still,i come across new and interesting people and things literally everyday...but it's the urge of spendin more and more time with your ageing parents,ur family and ur friends bck home and the very air dat makes u feel at home(and i know the same air is filled wth pollution,goddamn summer power-cuts,blood suckin mosquitoes,hot damsels difficult to score wth for an average joe like me{which has not been the case overseas ;) } and a lotta other things which makes u think otherwise),dat makes me wanna go back...
(and i do know this very blog is the aftereffect of a mixture of alcoholic beverages and some very irrelevant company for a good 3 hrs and i do know once bck home this very feeling will last a month or two...cos after dat u get sick of home instead of home sick)...
at this very instance(dats 00:30 G.M.T),i feel....and dats frm the bottom of my heart...really really HOMESICK
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