Melodies: Ten Reasons to Love the Arctic Monkeys

I’m not going to give you ten reasons. I’m not even going to give you ONE reason. The headline was just to grab your attention, I’m sorry. According to a certain blogging workshop I attended lately (ahem), apparently that’s the thing to do. You can go nurse your betrayed feelings later. Right now, FOCUS, cz…

Melodies: The Beatles/ We’d Love to Turn You On

Let me share a little anecdote about the day The Beatles went from being my favourite band to necessary life-support. It’s going to get a bit personal: It was a lonely train ride back home.     I had just represented my school in the Annual Maharishi Vidya Mandir Schools Meet-Up Fest Thingy Or Whatever…

Melodies: The Sultan of Dire Straits

What does one write about a band which has stayed with him for a major part of his life, or an artiste whom one has grown to love in an affectionate way? Do I write about the guitar solo of “Sultans of Swing” or the bone-crushing opening riff to “Money For Nothing” or the touching…

Melodies: A Childhood at the Opera

I generally despise the small-talk question “So… what kind of music do you like?” because for the most part, I am inclined towards a large variety of things which, in addition to being stylistically worlds apart, tend to be fairly inaccessible, sometimes highbrow, to a casual listener. My fast-answer to this loathsome question is always…

Melodies: That Old Teen Spirit

“With the lights out, it’s less dangerous here we are now, entertain us I was stupid, and contagious here we are now, entertain us.” ~Smells Like Teen Spirit   Anybody who doesn’t recognize these lines must either be too young for this, or they have simply lived under a rock for too long. Sounds judgmental?…

Melodies: The Actor, the Architect, and the Australian

  My first tryst with “musi-sexual” beings, like the host of this blog, has been a delayed affair. Prior to this, I greatly admired female chanteuses who belted out those ballads like prima donnas but of a generation who sing of cigarettes and cocaine, aggressive monogamy and failed romances, club-hopping and threats to the man…

Melodies: The Vampires in the City

“My ears were blown to bits, from all the rifle hits, but still I craved that sound.” –from “Giving up the Gun” Music has always been, for me, a matter of survival. It’s really quite simple. I can’t execute easy day to day activities (walking my dogs, travelling in buses, doing Maths in a not-so-distant…

Melodies: OK Radiohead

  Let’s chuck the highly original title aside.   I have decided to drop poetry, down-to-earth prose, the weaving of a story connecting all the images in my head into the trashcan residing in the back of my brain. It’s slightly brimming with my hopes and goals, but I’ll manage. This has been a journey…

The Little Elephant That Could

When I was little, like about 6 or seven, I had this book about a baby elephant. I can’t remember the name; I can only remember the beautiful illustrations and the rough outline: a little elephant was about to take part in a talent show, and the book was all about his (or her?) search…

Melodies: The Discovery

Why, hello there. You look good. You look amazing. In fact, you look FREAKING GORGEOUS, and I’m so happy to see you back! How has it been? I’m not going to lie, I’ve enjoyed this short break I’ve taken and forced you to take from me. I have stretched my mind until I felt like…