I always get a kick out of jamming with Stefan and gang. By the time I reached Stefan's cozy lil hole in Green Park, Tony, Stef and Nikhil were rehearsing with the raspy-voiced Suguna Sridhar (yes, the littler but just as powerful version of the incredibly sexy Suman Sridhar), and Aditi -- she plays the saxophone, and has a singing voice so sweet and free-flowing that...anyhow -- while I bummed around.
No, actually, I just sat and felt my nerves do a lil tap dance beneath my skin, reminding me of a voice which could once sing, but weathered with smoke and what not, prefers now to speak...rhythmically.
Then we jammed, I forced Stefan to stay put on his precious keyboard stool, while we worked on a couple of songs, for the show in the evening at Zook, Saket.
Zook is your regular club-slash-venue promoting yadayadayada.
What I liked about Zook was its space, just right to make a small crowd look gargantuan. And you are allowed to smoke indoor.
And I liked the guy doing the sound. I have a lot of respect for live music venues that don't just yap, but actually invest in sound. There's only so much a musician can do in delivering the art, but if the setting's right, and the artist is aware of this glorious setting, the performance just escalates into something far more intimate and warm...and that happened at Zook.
And I loved the lil poster outside the loo...kinda pleased the voyeur in me. Will upload pics of that poster, as soon as I take them. It's everything you oughta fear while going to pee/poop/pose in the restroom of a public space...like...CAMERAS! The loo itself wasn't particularly...ummm... impressive.
The best thing about Delhi is, after so many years, someone from the past always shows up, and this time, two of my school friends and my cronies from Mumbai were there, and then i had that feeling...that ass kickin' feeling!
So the Jass B'stards, I love their energy, Stefan's over-the-top quirkiness, Tony's goofaloof bassplaying, and drummer Nikhil's manic AND understated (yes, it's AND, and not YET or BUT) playing...they are just a lot of fun, and let's not forget, flexible, versatile, technically sound...very sound, and mad.
So I won't say much more about that gig. Instead, just watch the videos. One was a feature on the Jass B'stards, and accidentally, I fell into the video frame...it's true...almost....and I made a complete spazzo fool of myself...but chalta hai.
Above's a song about monkeys and mangoes, but i don't actually say the word Monkey. Kinda messy, but now that it's out there, might as well share it with my abundant blog audience.
And one of my guilt-trip faves called Disclaimer.
Heh.
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