A LOW BLOW TO THE HIGH NOTES
Have you ever given any thought as to why Oriental music,
(Oriental meaning Eastern as opposed to the Occident or West) is written and performed in the highest musical register audible to the human ear?
Is it just me or do the actual sounds of the instruments and voices get higher the farther East that you travel..think of the plinkity plinking sounds from the Far East like China and Japan. Hmmm.
I am positive that many of these pieces can only be truly appreciated by mammals that have developed sonar like bats and dolphins. Why is that?
Could it be that my simple, barbaric, Western, ears simply cannot appreciate the dynamics of our measely 12 note scale being split into 24 and then set to 24/8 time? Probably.
I have often wondered if the British Empire destroyed the first 66 of the 88 keys on every last one of her Majesty's pianos left behind as they bid a hasty retreat from their ambitious Colonial plan to make Earth a British planet.
The answer is No. Oriental civilizations developed music about 5,000 years before the invention of England.
Now this may be an oversimplification on my part but some of those female vocals..I said some...sound like the mournful, wailing, cries of a forcibly restrained, feral, cat being sudmerged in a bucket of ice cold water while having a tourniquet applied to neuter his overactive, little, felid, balls.
Mee ee ii eoo ee ii ee ouwwch!
This may sound like a harsh and completely uncalled for assesment to those of you who adore the yells and bells of these musical genres...
as well as those of you who support the reproductive rights of feral cats.
Unfortunately this is my blog and I am entitled to display my largely, uninformed, views on any rubbish of my choosing .
I am also personally confounded and completely bewildered by the appeal of Bollywood musicals...
Aside from staring at eye candy like Mallika Sherawat,
Realistically I cannot view these ubermelodramatic and over simplistic whimsicals without the benefit of ingesting mass quantities of 'happy' pills.
Actually I can understand that dealing with the myriad of complications and daily struggles involved with living in the world's largest democracy, that would be INDIA, requires a cinematic, sunshiny, mental, enema...
much like Westerners submit to with those horrid, mind numbing, Romantic Comedys.
No doubt 4 hours of priaprismic smiling dancers lip synching their way over the delightful ultrasonic shrills of PlaybackSingers is not without it's charms. It just isn't my cup of tea...
....which is my segue to reconnect the British Indian connection.
Were you aware that Freddy Mercury of the legendary British Rock Band QUEEN was Indian. He was born in Zanzibar but was shipped off to school back in Bombay..I mean Mumbai.
Born Farrokh Bulsara in 1946,
Freddy later identified one of his main musical influences as Lata Mangeshkar who was an Indian Playback Singer. Apparently one of his other musical influences was Liza Minnelli...
Freddy of course did declare that he was "gay as a daffodil" and he was a cat fanatic!
His olympic sized 4 octave (baritone/tenor/falsetto) voice is easily one of the most distinct and amazing voices in recording history.
If you have ever seen the LIVE AID '85 concert you will have no doubt noticed that Freddy was incomparable. He stole the show.
While so many other big name stars floundered on stage, Freddy OWNED the crowd.
His passing on November 24, 1991, was a milestone in the recognition and fight against AIDS.
So Farrokh/Freddy may have been called the first Indian ROCK STAR...Sorry Freddy belongs to all of us.
HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND
I leave you with the last few lines from Queen's
The one thing we're all waiting for,
is peace on earth and an end to war,
It's a miracle we need,
the miracle, the miracle,
Peace on earth and end to war today,
That time will come
one day you'll see
when we can all be friends