By Anita Iyer
Switch on any Hindi radio station, anywhere, playing Bollywood music and chances are you might end up listening to remix versions of hit songs or an inspired version of a Punjabi folk track.
Continue reading Tuned down: Is Hindi music suffering an identity crisis?
By Tirtho Banerjee
When I was knee-high to a grasshopper, I used to listen to Hemanta Kumar Mukherjee’s renditions of Rabindra Sangeet: Diner Sheshe Ghumer Deshe, Mone Robe Ki Na Robe, and so on, which my baba (father) would play on his record player. Some of the lyrics were unfathomable back then (and most of them still are), but there was something in his soulful voice that kept lingering in my consciousness.
Continue reading A song-filled ode to a musical genius who’s ‘been’ there
By Sami Ha Zen
He walked across the road
Passed me swiftly
I looked back
A cocked hat he wore
Black as midnight was it
A black coat and a black pant
He walked again beside me
I shivered as I saw him
Did he ever pass by u?
A strange figure?
Continue reading Sounding off with a djinn named Leonard Cohen
By Dhanusha Gokulan
At its advent, the Internet was seen as a ‘The Great Equalizer’ – an egalitarian cosmos where all users presumably had access to the same content. Today, tech companies have found that tracking user habits enable the creation an online universe where you only (mostly) see what you’d like to see, in a manner that completely denies you the freedom of choice. It’s not a conspiracy; we are all trapped in what the New York Times calls an ‘online echo chamber’.
Continue reading Sharing is caring for those who want to discover new music
By Rohma Sadaqat
There are two things that I absolutely cannot live without at work: the first is coffee, which feeds right into the stereotypical narrative that many people seem to have of us, reporters, while the second is music, specifically power metal.
Continue reading Putting a game face on with my Ramadan playlist
By Keith Pereña
John Lennon’s son — Julian is in Manila. His visit is arguably the first time a Beatle or their relatives returned to the country after the Fab Four was unceremoniously kicked out of the country back in 1966.
By Allan Jacob
Thanks to a musical diversion this week, my plan to let off some steam against politicians must wait for another occasion. Their antics have enraged me. I am not in the mood for it. Not this time, not on the weekend. I must heal first.
Continue reading A Kenny Rogers hit helped me find harmony at work
