Listening to a string quartet arrangement for My Funny Valentine made me wonder if there were likewise Hindustani or Carnatic renditions of mainstream music from India. It is amazing what a classical interpretation can do for a song with a catchy tune. I found the experience comparable to turning a regular floral arrangement into ikebana or introducing a gourmet slant to conventional cooking.
While semi-classical forms are accessible and easy and on the ear, they end up taking away the piquancy and edge from the real thing. Jazz aficionados will therefore not be satiated by smooth jazz. The nice thing about doing something like My Funny Valentine a la string quartet is that listeners with no previous affinity for classical music will come to appreciate the form in its original state sans easy listening compromises.
I never fail to remind J that there is a time and place for everything. It is possibly the line she will remember me by when I am dead and gone given how frequently she hears it. Instead of having her breakfast she will break into a song and dance number from High School Musical well past eight on Monday morning. She will insist that I watch and applaud the performance instead of screaming at her to finish her milk and cereal. Her sense of occasion is seriously lacking but then so is mine. Consider for example, a person walks into the grocery store with the express purpose of buying detergent because they are fresh out of it and laundry is only half way done. However instead of heading straight for detergent, they wander over to the natural foods aisle and go berserk upon finding goat milk on sale for a dollar a gallon. They at once proceed to stock pile so they can turn it to huge quantities home-made feta cheese. That person would be me. It would not concern me in the least that I ha...
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Eve teasing or "ched-chad" in the vein of general abominable attitudes and behaviors towards the female gender in the street corners, sidewalks, and shops of India is the norm. I wonder sometimes if the phenomenon exists due to the low standards of education, poverty, and sophistication. But alas, I believe therein lies a much deeper reason that is the root cause of the problem (much to my consternation). I do not think it is merely enough to chalk up the sexist and perverted attitudes and behaviors of the men in India to blatant disregard for women as anything but objects of sexual pleasure and gratification. I am of the mind that one has to consider the strong probability that such lasciviousness results from suffering the lack of avenue for expression of their sexual repression. I think that is a psychological/anthropological fodder for research material and something to “chew on” so-to-speak.
While I do think the women might feel trapped in unhealthy extended family living situations or residence in rural areas upon their return to the homeland, I do not otherwise think the analogy and metaphor otherwise of the gilded age for women fits or is applicable. After all, in metropolitan cities as Delhi and Bombay, the above distressing situation is less likely to be a scenario faced by women. And even if the woman finds herself in that particular situation in an urban context, I think she has options that both husband and wife can together avail themselves of to better their status quo. As far as the need to adjust the “hemline of the skirts” goes, I think the matter comes from the fact that India is a country where a salwar-kameez- or saree-clad woman is still the hallmark of the traditional Indian morality, character, and beauty. Therefore, I hardly find it surprising that women dressing in Western outfits find themselves at the receiving end of hoots, whistles, and renditions of cheesy Bollywood songs. As somewhat a staunch feminist, I am not advocating such behavior but explaining the mentality behind it.
Moreover, I think the issue of raising children in a foreign country is an issue that desis cannot afford to take lightly. Therefore, I am of the mind that these desis’ plan of returning to India, if not the best option, is certainly one that allows them peace of mind. In places as North America and Europe, unarguably, it is much harder to have children take interest in the rich Indian cultural heritage, as many of them fall into the habit of aping all that represents Western culture and come to in the process repudiate their very own roots. So, the question that plagues the mind of these concerned parents is not only regarding the secure future of their children but successful transmission of cultural values. What good are wealth, job security, and residence in the United States if the self-made parents fail in the basic task of ingraining values of substance in their children?
And truly, living abroad often does not offer desi families the opportunity to build a supportive network of other desis where they can feel their children will at least have their aunts or uncles around; moreover, they often do not find comfort in their observations of other parents going through the woes and troubles of parenting abroad. While I think returning to India might not provide the desired “cultural envelope” (since many cities are transforming into mini replicas of open societies abroad), I do think it is worthwhile for parents to contemplate on the best environment for raising their children. If that means a return ticket to India, so be it; however, it should definitely not be the first option desis pounce upon.
Thanks for make me "get" why jazz lovers hate smooth jazz and the likes of Kenny G.
Can you post the link to the CD name? I'm interested.
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Eve-teasing in India is as common as it is because the powers that be don't view it as a seriously punishable offense. It is not the human nature is significantly different anywhere in the world. The laws in the western world make it very difficult for the wrong doer to get away with his actions.
sfg -"I don't know if crotch grabbing will go well with classical music" - hilarious even trying to imagine that. But I won't be surprised if someone attempted it :)