Thursday, January 27, 2005

The Grunge Muse

I feel numbed and dazed and strangely refreshed having soaked myself all night in coruscating sounds of some of the best known grunge albums of our times. Nirvana's Nevermind album will un-doubtable go down in the history as one of the defining albums for the late 20th century with an eclectic blend of sounds from grunge, funk, metal to even soothing timbres of new age. Kurt Cobain's vocals are violent, coarse and yet endearing and almost hypnotically persuasive and given that lyrics are at places meaningless and often repetitive, that is strange. With Dave Grohl's inclusion in the band in his capacity as a drummer, this second album of Nirvana was perhaps destined for greatness (Nirvana's germinal Bleach album featured Chad Channing on the drums). Post Nirvana and Kurt Cobain, Dave Grohl formed Foo Fighters coming out with their self titled debut album featuring hits like 'Big Me'. The album features Dave on both vocals and on lead guitar and though Dave is no Kurt, the band holds its own .

Next, it was time for grungy élan of The Smashing Pumpkins and their smash act Siamese Twins. The band's front man, singer songwriter Billy Corgan, apparently took over the guitars too on some of the songs on the album ( much to James Iha's consternation I would presume. Billy's dominance might well have led to the band splitting in 2001. Billy actually admits to differences between Iha and him on his web-site ). Whatever be the case, Siamese Twins is an aural high.

I hate to do a top whatever list of songs and albums because my lists tend to change with my moOds and with time. However here are some of the songs that I particular enjoyed listening to yesterday night ( in no particular order ):

Nirvana :
Love Buzz , Breed, Drain You, Stay Away, In Bloom, Lithium, Come as you Are, Lounge Act (*****), Something in the Way, Negative Creep, School

Smashing Pumpkins :
Geek USA (*****), Silver Fuck, Soma, Sweet Sweet, Today, Cherub Rock, Disarm, Luna, Mayonnaise (*****), Quiet (*****) , Rocket (*****), 1979, Tonight Tonight, Zero

Pearl Jam :
Even Flow (*****), Black, Alive, Jeremy, Given to Fly

Radio Head :
Karma Police (****), Idioteque (****), Creep

Offspring :
Self Esteem

Stone Temple Pilots :
Interstate Love Song, Plush

Soundgarden :
Black hole Sun

Foo Fighters :
Monkey Wrench, Everlong, This is a Call, Big Me, Learn to Fly

Sunday, January 23, 2005

Ride to Pocharam

Friday was a holiday for me. That makes in two long weekends in a row. I decided to set out on a motorcyle drive to the Pocharam forest reserve with a few guys from work. Pocharam is about 160 km from my place, so the drive is fairly short compared to the ones that I have undertaken recently. None the less, I was fairly excited about it and we set out around 5 AM in the morning.

Enroute, we stopped at a church in Medak that was built about 100 years ago when a famine struck the region. The church is famous for its stain glass work on the three huge windows and they loOk beautiful in day light. The picture below is from the east facing window, depicting the birth of jesus christ.



The locals at Medak suggested that we also visit the Medak fort. The fort apparently was built during the Kakatiya period and it served as an outpost to the Telangana region. On top of one of the mounds at the fort is a 17th century cannon, about 3.5 meters long, made with solid iron. Its remarkable that the cannon still survives today, being exposed to the elements as it is. In the picture below you can actually see the fort in the background. What you cant see though, are the beautiful trident engravings on the cannon.




On the top of this fort is a Masjid, built during the reign of Aurangazeb. There are steps leading up to the terrace of this Masjid, which if you look up from below seem like they are leading straight up into heaven, for all you see are white-steps and blue sky at the end of it. I can barely describe the exhilaration I felt when I first saw it.



We then proceeded towards Pocharam which is about 15 km from Medak. Pocharam forest was the favourite hunting ground of the Nizam and he declared it as a wild life sanctuary in the early part of 20th century. We hardly saw any wild-life though. Infact there wasn't much of the forest left to see too. The approach road was however breath-taking and was among the high-points of the ride. We stopped for a breather at a government inspection bungalow. The picture below is taken on a bylane from the main highway leading upto the bungalow. The picture hardly does justice to this scene below. I wish there was a way to even capture the smells of the place.


Right next to the bungalow is the Pocharam dam, a peaceful and serene sight. If only there was more water there. Missing also (in the picture) are the sights and sound of the numerous birds that we saw there.


Ditching our earlier plan of going into the Pocharam forest, we decided to proceed 40 km further down from Pocharam to Nizamsagar, a reservoir constructed across a tributary of the Godavari known as Manjira. One of the best sights at the place is a view of the 5273m long masonry dam ( thanks to a little research on goOgle ) with a narrow motorable road on top, on which I rode my bike full-clip. What a rush. The next three pictures are from Nizamsagar :


1. Beautiful rock island bang in the middle of the reservoir.


2. Fishermen at Nizamsagar.

I watched them for about half an hour tugging at the ropes, which moved only about a few feet in the process. Seemed a lot of hardwork for a lot less in return.


3. An old boat stranded (?) on the lake bed.

The reservoir has clearly held much more water in the past. The exposed lake bed has now been turned into farm lands, clearly visible in the background.


And then it was time to get back to the real-world. Overall a great experience. I am now looking forward to my next ride, perhaps to Kuntala falls in Adilabad and perhaps some time real soon.


Sunday, January 16, 2005

Reality Bytes

I must congratulate myself on getting half way through the book (see my post earlier) . Only reason I didnt finish it was because I had to return the book. It was borrowed, you see. I gladly note however, that my interest in reading books has been rekindled. Today, I walked accross the Sunday book bazaar at Abids and picked four boOks (no less), one of which again is a book by Frederick Forsyth, 'The fourth protocol'. I remember watching the movie based on Forsyth's best beseller, 'The Day of the Jackal' as a kid . There used to be a movie theatre close to my school ( and house ). I must have been about 16 or so and I used to buy myself a ticket for the evening show on the way back from school. It was one of the thrills in my life to go watch a movie alone, something which I find impossible to do today. I guess to an extent the adolescent thrill of catching glimpses of skimpily dressed blondes drove me on 'my adventure'. The cinema-hall I used to visit also on occassions played soft-porn movies and I would try to sneak a peek at the posters when no one was loOking. I honestly think that the blondes ( and babes in general ) were lot more thrilling then. Either that or I know too much now.

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