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Radha Thomas Today, I received notice from SoundCloud, a place where I’ve been posting my music, paying for the privilege too, that my album ‘I Only Have Eyes For You’ released in 2012 was in violation of copyright. First I gulped. Then I swallowed. Then I got mad. After all, I had paid Harry Fox, […]
Yesterday I met Jimi Hendrix. For real. And he turned out to be very different from the Jimi I thought I knew. Considering how close we’d been. Hell, the first thing I ever learnt to play on my gittar (left-handed) was the bass line to Hey Joe. And it wasn’t till years later that […]
Has the fear of incarceration put the kybosh on the Indian man’s libido? Something’s very wrong. And it all began a few weeks ago, when a hard blow struck the psyche of the Indian man, causing a drastic, dramatic change in his behaviour. All of a sudden, he stopped acting the way the Indian […]
At first it was the emergency session, held by a parliament of owls outside my window in the garden last night. Woo, woo they argued, each one louder than the next. Who knew owls had so much to say? This went on for about an hour, as I tried the pillow over the head, the ear […]
I went because my friends acted in it. Tuffy (Darius Taraporvala) and Prem (Koshy). They always come to my shows. It’s like that among friends. Tit for tat. You come to my gig and I’ll come to yours. But while it may be hard to drum up an audience if you’re a jazz singer, it’s […]
I’ve owned a cell phone for as long as I can remember. From the previous century, actually. It went from getting no calls (back in the late 90s, when it was very expensive and clunky to own and operate a mobile phone) to a few calls from friends and families as the century turned the […]
Sometimes people ask me who my role models and inspirations were musically. Of course, as a singer of jazz standards, the obvious Ella and Sarah and Anita… even Helen come to mind. Although today I spend more time on my own material, I didn’t move up the scale, so to speak, before I’d cut my […]
In the past few weeks, a funny and light-hearted blog by someone named Mrigank Warrier (a cooler name I have not heard, making me wonder if he’s not a super hero of some sort) is doing the rounds online. It speaks to all those people in India who think that we South Indians are […]
If you’ve been following this column, you may recall The Princess of Milton Street, one Miss Daisy, a doggie with her own car, her own silk-and-satin sheets, and temperament to match. And she’s been acting more and more uppity lately. You could say we humans are to blame. We’ve spoilt her rotten. If she wants […]
They’re nothing like Scylla and Charibdis, in case you’re wondering that this is a story about a Greek tragedy or perhaps some impossible conundrum for which there is no solution. Not at all. Posset and syllabub are two desserts me and old SO (my Significant Other) came across quite accidentally one day, when we eschewed […]
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