Recently I decided it was time (after three years) to backup my mobile phone photographs. I only started taking mobile photography seriously after getting my Note 3 and that enthusiasm swelled with my iPhone 6 Plus. In all I had about 1,300 photographs made since I got my iPhone — just the photographs I wanted to save, the total number of photographs is greater. And I looked around for an ideal backup and storage solution with which I could maintain my photographs.
The first option a lot of people suggested to me was Loom, but that is not available where I live. Continue reading
I noticed on my visit to the music shop today that a new batch of low-price The Beetles CDs had arrived. Now I already own all of The Beatles, so I really had no reason to pick up the disc set to inspect it, but I did and one thing stood out: a €5,99 price tag; which is roughly 7 on Amazon” href=”http://www.amazon.com/My-World-Justin-Bieber/dp/B002T921AC” target=”_blank”Beiber’s enhanced My World disc on Amazon.
Without meaning disrespect to anybody, I think that this shows just how popular The Beetles had become by the time they broke-up. In contradistinction, it is an issue of concern that every music group’s gospel — performing every single one of the Beeth’s excruciatingly hard-to-perform symphonies — sells far cheaper than the mediocre music made today solely for cash. Continue reading
I last spoke of a violin-piano concert I had attended in October last year, so I thought I would re-visit the topic talking about a guitar-flute concert I had the privilege to experience recently.
The concert spanned an hour and a half, with around seven to eight pieces being performed. It, was, all-in-all a very refreshing and absorbing evening. We will go into the details soon.
There were three Swiss and one Indian musician performing on-stage. Two played the guitar, one the flute and one a relatively lesser-known Indian temple instrument known as (I apologise for not being able to confirm the name or spelling) Idikyam.Continue reading
2013 has been a good year for my short films. A lot of finalisation of Telltale was complete and that book was closed. Then my friend, Raghul, and I, under the Featherwave banner successfully produced our latest, and arguably best, work till date, The Abel Photographer.
Starting 2014, the second year for our planned Featherwave project/s, we welcome two new members on-board our small team. With The Abel Photographer, although the house debuted with its first short film, the opening credits were never judiciously worked on.
As a necessity, the same sequence was re-worked maintaining a similar idea but with very subtle enhancements. Continue reading
Ibelieve no Shakespearean work ought to be studied formally. Shakespeare meant his work to be enjoyed, and the only way one can do that is to lock one’s self in a room and act the play out aloud.
As it happens, I studied Macbeth as a minor in my undergraduate curriculum and, in order to balance it out, I took upon myself a music project that I had been procrastinating about since nearly a year and a half. Ideas were flowing in my head, so were tunes and rhythms and lines from Macbeth.
So, around June this year, I decided I had put it off long enough and finally got down to beginning my piece. Continue reading
In 2012, for about six to eight months, I ran a weekly series known as the Discover new music series where I shared some of the artists I listened to and one of their songs you might like (or at least I do) and dedicated the article to somebody.
I have decided to re-start the series, completely unconnected to the last, and this is the first post of the new series. The only difference is that this time it is going to be monthly, and each edition will feature two songs instead of one. Continue reading
Everybody’s childhood has something they hold onto even after considerable years. Mine lives in a bucket under the stairway at home, but that is only one part of it. The other is missing.
A thing of the past
Funnily enough, what I call a part of my childhood was never really mine; it even dates back nearly a decade before mine. It was a little, red music cassette known as “The Power of Love” and belonged to my parents.
Once I got around, I used to carry it with me and play it over and over again in-between my classic children’s tales cassette on my personal Phillips Walkman. Continue reading