Aura of August.

Some songs just get us hooked . I change my playlist approximately every month ( a recent study on my boredom thresholds revealed this remarkably useless fact), and experiment with hitherto untried bands and sounds. And uncannily manage to get hooked on to one song and one band, atleast. (quote : the afore mentioned study) .
As August '06 draws to a close, the band of the month is Cranberries (featured numbers : Dreams, Animal Instinct, Ode to my family). Though the lyrical intention is either too "deep" or too "shallow" for me to comprehend in its entirety, the magic of Dolores's voice, blending with the sounds in the background produces an astounding effect.
Coming to the song of the month, the crown goes to "Afterglow - INXS". Addictive sounds, absolutely groovy, the lyrics simple yet elevating when in liason with the music. Guess I need to put in extra effort to grow tired of this one.

Afterglow - INXS


Here i am
Lost in the light of the moon
That comes through my window
Bathed in blue
The walls of my memory
Divides the thorns from the roses
It’s you and the roses
Touch me and i will follow
In your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As i let you go
I will find my way
When i see your eyes
Now i’m living
In your afterglow
Here i am Lost in the ashes of time
But who owns tomorrow
In between
The longing to hold you again
I’m caught in your shadow
I’m losing control
My mind drifts away
We only have today
Touch me and i will follow
In your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As i let you go
I will find my way
I will sacrifice
Till that blinding day
When i see your eyes
Now i’m living
In your afterglow
When the veils are gone
As i let you go
As i let you go
Touch me and i will follow
In your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As i let you go
I will find my way
I will sacrifice
Now i’m living
In your afterglow
Bathed in blue
The walls of my memory
Divides the thorns from the roses
It’s you who is closest

P.S : "Newyork Nagaram", the latest number from A.R.Rehman's new born "Sillunu Oru Kaadhal" seemed to have gained a permenent status in my playlist this month, though it is worth a mention here, it doesnt scale up to an instinctive hit with me. But its a song that grows on you. Kummi Adi is a catchy folksy number. As for the other songs in the collection, Soliloquist wholeheartedly agrees with Peter Tina* that they are pedominantly jazzified constipation groans.

* : My roomie.

The Cause and The End.

In Today
Out Tomorrow.
Its all childsplay
This Joy and sorrow.

Tears that are born at dawn
But, to die quietly at dusk
All These Songs so forlorn
Yet so trite in the crux.

From the turbulent womb of genesis
Sets out the meandering bohemian
Seeking the tender grave of Peace
Forever the hunter, the Orion.

Sweet Chirps of nascent white
Drowned by the din of Red
Bloody Victory and Gory Might
First love at death bed

Run along, my little one
Up and ready for doom
Red Roses and redder Guns
As the shadow of the future looms.

-The Lunatic Bard




Catching up with the newspapers after a hiatus, I decided to abstain from them altogether. The causes that people fight for and the aftermath, left me disillusioned with life. The bigger picture is often blurred by the unidimensional perspectives. I was inspired to write on this after reading this piece of extended reality .

A piece of Me.

Of Late, Catch 22 has been very instrumental in clearing the mental block I face everytime I try to update my blog.. Here goes another, effortless post..


I am thinking about -

How much I ll miss the people around me once I move on.. And how much I miss people the people who have moved on… thought the latter was painful.. Finding the former heart wrenching.

I said -

" A fortuitous union of cells
That is not my beginning
Hark! Chime the bells
I have come to do my doing!"

(From one of my so-called poems)

I want to -
Make each second of my life well spent.

I wish –
I had scaled the heights I could have

I miss –
My childhood.

I hear -
The silence of the sea.

I wonder -
where the sky ends.

I need -
Everything and nothing.

I regret -
The lies I have told.

I dance -
like nobody’s watching… And when I want to release pent up emotions..

I cry -
Inconsolably. In the dark.

I am not always -
Realistic.

I make with my hands-
crispy dosas, creative status reports.

I write -
whenever and whatever I want to.

I confuse -
"ei” and “ie” in words..

I should try -

Learning to drive.
Bungee jumping
Oil Painting.


I should finish -
my quota of cribbing for the day.

I know -
how to smile.

I am -
Me.

And finally -

I am tagging a few more people to do this tag - nero, subbu, shiva.