Thursday, May 7, 2009

Itna Paisa Mein Itnaich Milenga...

I believe the vagaries of life have been too taxing upon me to revel in words for a while now. It’s been more of human, mechanical, official, a little less of musical, a lot of parties and new acquaintances, drifting away from old ones and coming back close to them - till now when I stumbled upon a row of blogs that fascinated me. 

This is when instinctively got me back to the world of words. It feels good and warm if you ask me. This post will be all about the dance music party scene, without any references or offences to any 'party' (pun intended).

I adore and enjoy live acts. There's the grind, the sweat, the cacophonous melee of cahooting party people cavorting around with happy faces. Now this is what we all expect out of a wild night, no?

But then these days in the times of national security issues, rising inflation, infanticides, farmer suicides, campaigning criminals, criminals in uniform – wait, am I getting too morose with all this…all right, then allow me to state that these times are the best times to party all the more given the situation, every urban being requires a vent out! That comes in form of a Friday/ Saturday Nights or Sunday Afternoons of sheer Mayhem. No I do not intend to sound like a satyr.

It is good to meet old and new friends around hopping from table to table, floor to floor, making funny signs around at people you know and even those whom you don’t. That is when you get great energies, vibes, the juice, you know what I mean.

I do not want to stand like a mannequin with my lady of the night mannequin with a drink in hand and sway like a pompous noble to the beat. No! I need to have a good time that evening for all dough that one spends and takes pain to travel from one end of town to visit the artiste performing alongside meeting up with buddies.

Mumbai needs to have night hubs that represent you - I’ve always cited the existence of follower clubs and city joints in Bombay. Something that Germany, UK, Norway, and other European countries have. Punk, Grunge, Space, Gothic, Korova, Cult, Cine, Horror, Pink Love Beds, so on and so forth many kinds of hubs! It would be real fun to hang around in these places as there would be a feeling of belonging to be at such jaunts.

However over here in Bombay, its a ‘mix-mash-forcematchup’ of all things that really spoil the fun. Something that is not Bhangra or Bollywood or Retro, is condidered out of the way or niche.

So…we are like that only. Itna Paisa Mein Itnaich Milenga!



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