Melt

Nick has a way of melting my innards. The saxophone, the flute, the bass, the guitar, the piano and his voice.

Nick Drake

This is my second post about Nick Drake, the first one is here. I had to write about this (as I always do :P).
There is a song called 'Milk and Honey'. Nick sung this song which was originally by Jackson C. Frank in a 1965 album. Before he starts strumming his guitar and singing, Nick mumbles something so beautiful :D
"What could I do? What would be interesting?" But he says it more like... "Whattt-uh could-iii dooo-uh?" and when he says this, he is adorable or as my friend described it - orgasmic.
It is sad that he is no more.

The Raghu Dixit Project

I read about this band in the newspaper some days ago, I then moved to youtube to see them perform their song on a BBC show and instantly fell in love with them.
They had an odd South Indian/ Western fusion attire with fusion music; there was an electric violin along with acoustic and electric guitars backed by percussion and tablas; I saw a weird joy in Raghu's singing.
Luckily my friend told me that they were going to perform at Hard Rock Cafe in Mumbai (the gig was yesterday). I had to go.
I was so happy with the performance - they seemed like intelligent guys (Raghu is some sort of engineer I believe) and their sound was magnificent. They jumped, swayed and Raghu's voice captured me. Resounding, effortless and full of heart.

There is also a filmy story involved where Raghu had been turned down by production houses because his music wasn't "Bollywood" enough. Vishal and Shekhar heard them perform at Zenzi (Bandra) and decided to launch this guy as the first produce of their new label. The 'Project' has been touring the US, UK and Australia.
I will not be surprised if these guys make it big. Their sound is just so full of joy.

Drake

Finally, I've decided to write about this artist - Nick Drake. He's dead now, wish he was still creating his art :)
There is a raw emotion in his voice, which by the way is not really sweet or melodious. But it's so truthful. I can see him crying while he was singing his songs. The sad part about this is that I cannot describe the psychological superiority that he may have had.
His words are so simple and yet, amazingly powerful.
The music is just original and can make one cry.
I am disgusted at how poorly I am writing this post because this guy deserves some real words.

"So I leave the ways that are making me what I really don't want to be."

Bavra Mann

Hazaaron Khwaishein Aisi: Bavra Mann
Translation by 'Anonymous' and some edition by me:

The bewitched mind is on its way to dream

The bewitched mind, see, has bewitched thoughts
Crazy are its heartbeats, crazy are its breaths
Why does sleep run away from the crazy twisting and turning
The bewitched eyes long to, through the crazy windows, watch bewitching sights

The bewitched mind is on its way to dream

In this crazy world, I wish I had some bewitching company!
With this scheming crowd around, I wish in my hands were your's
Wish there was a bewitching melody and a bewitching composition
My bewitched feet desire to dance to the bewitching tunes of bewitching lyrics

The bewitched mind is on its way to dream

I wish the darkness was bewitching and so were the silences
I wish quivering lips go easy, the intoxication is bewitching!
One bewitched veil, slowly tells us of the break of dawn, wants to slip away from a bewitched face

The bewitched mind is on its way to dream...