And….it rained!

A large dark Cloud looming over, pushing away the agonizing sun, filtering its hard rays and letting out only gentle scattered rays of light.

The Cloud casts its own shadow on everything; the doom-like Cloud has a lot to pour its vanity on the Earth who has been made to wait and utterly seduced.

How desperately she waits for the wetness! To drown the pain inflicted upon her by the giant sun. And how the Cloud keeps teasing her with an almost heart-wrenching calmness!

The grey Cloud moves out of sight, to give way to the handsomely-shaped bright one, blindingly bright!

The hiding birds and butterflies come out again to exist between the fickle Cloud and the unfulfilled Earth. They chirp, fly, hunt and eat.

The Earth forgets her melancholy and serves them like a mother. She gets back to her business.

The leaves still quiver a bit; the lakes send tiny hopeful ripples. The flowers become brighter- red, pink and peach.

The boughs and barks are leased for wiry nests, warm eggs and shrieking babies of birds; gulping down large hairy worms with their blood red ever-open mouths.

This kind of desertion sends pangs of envy through the Cloud. Still dark, it thunders and sends down large beads of purity to the surprised Earth. She accepts the shower willingly.

And everyone in between hides, to watch them make the most beautiful love ever!

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Story in my Music – Girl, you’ll be a woman soon

I think what makes Pulp Fiction Pulp Fiction is the medley of a hell lot of awesome songs for every scene. Is it why it’s called Pulp Fiction? Cut the situational songs from the scenes, and Pulp Fiction won’t be half as enjoyable. Whenever I watch a scene I like in a movie, I replay it, again and again, until I am convinced that I have absorbed every bit of it. I did so with most scenes in Pulp Fiction, because the movie is all about anecdotes.

If you want to watch (once again?) Mia hum along to the tunes of ‘Girl…’, and dance like a crazy free bird, before and after she has ‘powdered her nose’ and Vincent say some really funny dialogues to himself in the loo mirror, trying hard to keep himself from the irresistibly seductive Mia, watch this:

If you want to watch the kickass performance by Urge OverKill where now Nash Kato seems to have powdered his nose, go here –

Now, let me talk a bit about the original ‘Girl…’ by Neil Diamond. Though I have put it after Urge OverKill’s cover, I still love it more, the most. I will tell you why. I was watching ‘Friends’. Season 1, episode 15 – The one with the stoned guy. The very innocent Ross is seeing bug-lady Celia, whom he gets to his place to introduce her to his monkey (not speaking metaphorically). Marcel (Ross’ monkey) swings on to Celia’s hair, scaring her to bits and making her squeal, and Ross rescues her by offering a banana to the monkey.

After that, the two kiss each other passionately. Celia asks Ross to ‘talk to her’. You naturally think this is the kind of communication she is asking for, where lovers want to talk more when making love, say sweet things. And Ross tries to do that sincerely. Celia shuts him up, and commands him to talk dirty to her. Poor Ross! Sigh! And all along plays Neil Diamond’s ‘Girl…’ And boy! It sounds just as lovely even when it’s played for a fickle, awkward, and very short love story shown in Friends. Also, that’s where I caught the song from, and dug deep into it. Urge OverKill did not give me an urge enough to go beyond the performances of Mia and Vincent, and of course, the zestful performance by the band itself.

When I heard Neil Diamond sing it, the lyrics hit me, and I could feel the pain of a man pleading to the girl he loves, that she look at him, and understand him. The world has already declared him to be a loser, someone who is not in the same league as the girl he is pleading to. The world has clearly misunderstood him, and his earnestness speaks for itself. He realizes that she needs a man, and tells her that he is the one. He asks her to come and take his hand. And all through, you sense a painful insecurity in his voice, where he is scared of losing her. Tell me if you can not feel the pang after listening to this (again?) –

Beautiful, isn’t it?

Artists belonging to different genres have tried to cover this song, and done a fair job, I would say. Enjoy the song in different flavours:

By Cliff Richard. It sounds very crisp. Cliff is not at all scared, but a confident guy explaining himself to the girl pretty clearly. He’s the kind who will feel very bad if she doesn’t choose him, but can move on for sure J – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xOIDoM3M3iI

Want to take a break and not really want to know what the lyrics mean? 16 volt covers the song brilliantly. Rock it – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A8vHYu1AApc

Want to know how the song would sound like when you do it in a disco style? By Biddu & The Orchestra – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJaoim56Jmk. It reminds me of all the old Hindi disco songs I listened to and still listen to. Of course, Biddu got Bollywood some of the best ones!

And finally, some pure acoustics. Gabriella Cilmi performing – It’s all about her voice, short hair, red lipstick, and a bathtub – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=na4Q9NlgdmM

It’s amazing how the same song can have different effects when sung by different people in different ways.

PS: there is nothing like an overdose of music 😉

Story in my music

I always loved music. But I never set to discover it. Well, music has already been discovered. What I mean is, discover what I like about it, how it’s related to my life, how addicted I can be to it, and how well I can express all this to the people around and everywhere.

I have set out to do so now. Every piece of music I listen to has some story related to it. It’s the same with everyone, I believe. Just that, we usually forget the story and continue to remember the music, or even forget the music. The story could be breezy, sweet, heart-wrenchingly painful, trivial, funny, dreamy, inspirational, or plain stupid. It could be anything. But it sure is there. Or was there.

I would like to start writing about the stories in my music. Of how I came to know of the music, what I think of it, what it reminds me of, etc. You might think that in the story, I am digressing a lot. But that’s the whole point. I don’t want to miss out on anything. That’s what music is all about – part of small and big things of your life. Isn’t it?