Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Monday, April 10, 2006
a near perfect night found us at bhoomi jhatre again. it's been a year and it refuses to sink in. there were familiar faces. some new kids and annoying ones at that. same old tree. similar commie ideals. gawd! i can't run away from it. life has pulled off one major u-turn on me. in one year flat. i'm not sure all of this qualifies as pleasant.
click here for more pics from the jhatre.
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Friday, April 07, 2006
the first time i saw the word kitsch in the back pages of india today and alongside a woman in the briefest black number, i was struck by an odd moment of clarity. i knew there was a future to the word the very first time it plosived out of my mouth. kitsch.
today, call of duty found me stumbling into an old bangalore house somewhere in old bangalore. big airy windows. godrej steel cupboards. and the heady smell of old paper. 'vajreshwari combines' deal in kannada film stuff. somewhere midway to me exhausting my kannada, a plump cherubic woman plonked on a standard govt. issue metal and plywood table, an entire bundle of film posters of h.h.dr.annavaru raj kumar. with this gentleman, honorifics can never be too many.
so i now have my first genuine kitsch collection. only an amateur would dispose of these immediately as barter for a night's drinking. the true kitsch professional as most other collectors will hoard. until the moths dig in. and then sell it for 'liberia's deficit'. so they'll stay. because frankly i'm sick of playing amateur.
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Sunday, April 02, 2006
in all honesty the idea has been mooted, fondled, thrown up in the air, bounced off the wall and chewed on. and everybody seems to agree, it just cant go wrong. browne is bonafide nuts and as such excellent material for trp records and new york times bestseller lists. there's a crying need for a dedicated mobile tv studio. and a pulitzer winner author to document his life. no detail should be spared in the service of history and evolutionary study in general. there is money to be made at the robin browne show. so while everybody else takes their time jumping on to this golden goose, i've decided to stalk the stalker.
today between mouthfuls of corn (with masala as opposed to pepper, which is how he likes his corn), browne announced, "i hate dings."
lounging at browne's is always an exercise in serendipity. browne jr. dusted off a week's laundry to reveal this absolute masterpiece. the 1951 Matchless 350cc. jr. promises to get the bike up and chugging. we'll hang on, in hope that someday we're going to be able to palm off a ride.
sniff. sniff. something's burning.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
browne with visuals squeezing in and out of a widescreen theater somewhere deep in his head, led the charge up chembara. fortunately there were no spills, no major fires or any accidental groping of electric fences. what was a remarkably incident free trek had its moments. we didnt carry enough water. but browne made sure we had a fairy tale book on the peak. King Of The Mountain it was called.