Oh God, I really think there’s never going to be a Ranjani-Gayatri concert that I can be comfortable missing out on. When I found out that today’s concert was going to include a lot of crowd pleasing “Thukkadas”, I set my expectations low. But these two have a way of causing full blown epiphanies even at the fag end of Margazhi. Even at a concert outside the typical Margazhi radius – at Maraimalai Nagar!
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Today’s Ranjani-Gayatri concert made me remember and realize all over again why I listen to them like I do, how I fell in love with their music and will never fall out of it.
Continue reading “The Spell of Sarasangi – 29 December 2019”
All said and done, even though one can eat plenty of fancy, gourmet dishes every single day, nothing can beat home food. Not only because the finest quality ingredients are handpicked for making it, but also because it is prepared and served with the intangibles like love and affection, care and generosity. Attending a Ranjani-Gayatri concert amidst the buzz of Margazhi is the same experience – of devouring a full-fledged, home-cooked meal to heart’s fill.
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Music Academy. Christmas Afternoon. A concert that begins the previous night, with plans formulated carefully, multiple fail-proof alarms set, though all in vain because the excitement makes sleep impossible anyway. I noticed many parallels across the twelve hour period. Lines start forming at 3 am and 3 pm. The gates opened to let us in, as we sprinted for our lives, near 4 am and 4 pm (Well at 4 pm it was more of a brisk walk because backstage, but rushed and excited nonetheless!). At 6:30 am, we emerged out of the gates, jubilant with our priceless tokens. At 6:30 pm… Well I’ll get to that in a while.
Continue reading “Two suns, never eclipsed – 25 December 2019”
Three interesting things happened after Ranjani-Gayatri’s concert at Narada Gana Sabha today.
After the concert, I hovered around the venue, I felt like I missed someone and I wanted to be around people.
Though the concert ended at 6:30, I did not pack my bags and run to the next one, which is what I always do. Because I never can get enough music. I instead decided to go have some tea.
I got almost hit on my way at least twice, and though I’ve been to the restaurant quite a few times now, I kept walking past it, and I wandered for many minutes on the same road, like someone looking for something… except I’d already found it.
Notes on Ra-Ga 