<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027</id><updated>2012-02-09T22:15:21.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BrainWaves :: out of the gene pool</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-114284851967447402</id><published>2006-03-20T15:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-20T15:25:19.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src = 'http://homepages.mty.itesm.mx/al1060172/alive.jpg'&gt;Have been receiving queries whether I am alive or not. Ofcourse I am. Just been musing on life. Will postback in a couple of days. Till then...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-114284851967447402?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/114284851967447402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=114284851967447402' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/114284851967447402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/114284851967447402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2006/03/alive.html' title='Alive!'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112980793302116604</id><published>2005-10-20T16:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-20T17:13:38.176+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten Hero IV - Syd Barrett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/sydbarrett1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/sydbarrett1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syd Barrett is probably the most enigmatic rock icon of our times who has been destroyed by his own ideas. One of the most talented musicians of the late 20th century, Syd was the victim of the free-wheeling lifestyle of 60s and his own inability to control his lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born Roger Keith Barrett (born January 6, 1946 in Cambridge, England) to Arthur Max Barrett and Winefred Flack-Barrett, Syd showed his inclination to music at an early age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band Pink Floyd was formed in 1964. Barrett named the band after two obscure bluesmen, Pink Anderson and Floyd Council, following a succession of non-Barrett titles (including "The Tea Set," "The Abdabs" and "Leonard's Lodgers") which date even earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barrett wrote most of the Floyd's early material; he was also an innovative guitarist, being one of the first to fully explore the sonic possibilities of distortion and especially the recently-developed echo machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Barrett's most beloved trademarks was playing his fender guitar by sliding a Zippo lighter up and down the fretboard to create the mysterious, otherworldly sounds that became forever associated with the name "Pink Floyd." Barrett was also known for his magnetic stage-presence; despite a natural humbleness and an inclination towards shyness, his striking good looks and hypnotic presence gave audiences an immediate impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Pink Floyd were hailed as critical darlings and achieved public acclaim, the pressures placed on the already sensitive Barrett proved untimely and, ultimately, tragic. There are many stories about Barrett's bizarre and intermittently psychotic behaviour, some of these tales undoubtedly apocryphal, although some are known to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one famous occasion, he displayed signs of catatonia during the taping of an appearance on the Pat Boone TV show, standing stock still, his arms limp by his sides, violet-eyes staring fixedly into the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another well-known incident, shortly before going on stage, Syd crushed up the entire contents of his bottle of Mandrax tranquilizer tablets, mixing them with a large quantity of pudding; he then placed the mixture on top of his head and as he played under the hot stage lights, the viscous mixture softened and began to ooze down his forehead, giving the appearance that his face was melting, a tragic re-enactment of what Barrett was experiencing internally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another oft-repeated tale is that of Barrett appearing at the recording studio one day with a new song which he called "Have You Got It Yet". As he taught the group the song, it soon became obvious that he was changing the chords each time he played it through (hence the title) making it virtually impossible for them to learn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has also frequently been claimed that his overly-exaggerated experience with drugs may not have been entirely of his own making, and that he was given LSD without his knowledge by so-called friends (Nick Kent discusses this in his article "The Cracked Ballad of Syd Barrett" collected in his book The Dark Stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barrett's vulnerability, trusting nature and inability to say no to the demands placed on him by the record company only served to exacerbate his schizophrenic condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Barrett's childhood friend David Gilmour was asked to join Pink Floyd, the original intention was for him to augment the lineup in a live setting, freeing Barrett from some of the stresses of touring. It was thought that Syd could continue to write and record with the group and, because he was the singer, songwriter, and lead guitarist, it was hoped that he would play a similar role to the Beach Boys leader Brian Wilson, who had also withdrawn from live performances but had continued to write for that group. However, it soon became apparent that such a situation would not be possible as Barrett was becoming increasingly reclusive and was subsequently admitted to a psychiatric hospital in Cambridge. Gilmour's performances lacked the daring experimentalism that Barrett was renowned for, but he was a dependable singer and guitarist and, more importantly, sane. Gilmour became a permanent member, with bassist Roger Waters taking over de facto leadership of the band after Barrett's departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barrett increasingly withdrew from the world of music, although, at the behest of EMI and Harvest Records he did have a brief solo career, releasing two mercurial and highly-regarded solo albums, The Madcap Laughs and Barrett. The songs are reliefs of high-art, startling in their use of language and imagery but often haunting in their distress. Much controversy has risen around David Gilmour's production work; he chose to leave Barrett's more vulnerable moments on tape to give the records a more "authentic" feel, but many feel it does Barrett few favours and instead takes advantage of his fragile condition. Much of the material on both albums dates from Barrett's most productive period of songwriting and it is believed that he wrote few new songs after he left Pink Floyd. Regardless, both albums stand as stark reminders of his genius as a songsmith and his enduring appeal as a singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barrett spent many of the subsequent years painting at his mother's home in Cambridge, where he lives to this day. The paintings which he sold or gave away are highly sought after and sell for alarmingly high prices. He continues to paint but seldom listens to music, although it has been reported that he enjoys the classical composers, a love shared by his late father, Dr. Max Barrett; he reportedly paid no attention whatsoever to a Pink Floyd compilation that was given to him, although his sister reported that he had a "spring in his step", after watching a Floyd documentary. He reportedly told her that he enjoyed seeing his "teacher", architect and landlord, Mike Leonard, but found the film "a little noisy." Fans around the world retain a fierce and devout love for Barrett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to be noted that the remaining Pink Floyd members (specially Waters and Gilmour) are not comfortable about all this, pointing out that he is unwell, that the attention of so-called "fans" does him harm, and that what happened to him was not a thing to celebrate, but a sad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been much speculation concerning the psychological well-being of Syd Barrett. It has been suggested that he has Asperger's Syndrome, a form of Autism, owing to certain traits in his behaviour. Barrett remains a beloved and mysterious artist, a songwriter of considerable talent and considered by some to adhere to the classic archetype of the romantic genius, fondly remembered by many and an inspiration to future musicians. Although Barrett has not appeared or spoken in public since the mid-1970s, time has done little to diminish interest in his life and work (not to mention the media's fascination with his story); reporters and fans still travel to Cambridge to seek him out, despite his attempts at living a quiet life or, as he sang in Dominoes, "a life that comes of no harm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1988, EMI Records released Opel, an album of Barrett's studio outtakes and previously unreleased material recorded in 1970. EMI also released The Best of Syd Barrett: Wouldn't You Miss Me? in the UK on April 16, 2001, and in the United States on September 11, 2001. Also worthy of mention is the immense bootleg collection Have You Got It Yet?, a 19-disc audio/visual compilation composed of several live performances of both Barrett solo and with the Pink Floyd, with some of the versions (mostly from BBC and live gigs) being considered far superior than those in the official albums. One of the main attractions of the collection are some of the tracks for the never-released third album. There are also interviews with other Pink Floyd members, video footage and covers from other artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many artists have recorded tributes to Barrett throughout the decades. His contemporary Kevin Ayers wrote the song "Oh Wot a Dream" as a tribute (Barrett provided guitar to an early version of Ayer's "Singing a Song in the Morning"). R.E.M.'s made a cover of the haunting "Dark Globe", as has Placebo. The Television Personalities track "I Know Where Syd Barrett Lives" is another well-known tribute, apparently based on fact. At the Drive-In recorded a cover version of "Take Up Thy Stethoscope and Walk" from Piper (which is, in fact, a Roger Waters song, not Syd's...) and its frontmen (now the main members of The Mars Volta) have claimed that they tried to emulate The Piper at the Gates of Dawn's sound in their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp has stated in a June, 2005 interview that "when growing up, he dreamed of being a rock and roll guitar player and thought that a movie based on the story of Syd Barrett would be a great idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/roger2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/roger2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syd Barrett now in Cambridge couple of weeks before the Pink Floyd reunion G8 concert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112980793302116604?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112980793302116604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112980793302116604' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112980793302116604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112980793302116604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/10/forgotten-hero-iv-syd-barrett.html' title='Forgotten Hero IV - Syd Barrett'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112437000440668969</id><published>2005-08-18T18:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:35:36.543+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten Hero III - Ian Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/istewart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/istewart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the founding members of the Rolling Stones, Ian Stewart lost his place in the lineup after the band’s manager determined that Stewart, with his pronounced jaw line and thick, brushed-back hair, didn’t look the part. But he stayed with the band for the rest of his life as road manager and occasional boogie-woogie pianist. It was always his band, even before he persuaded the fledgling group to hire Charlie Watts as drummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is probably how I can illustrate, more than anything about the Rolling Stones, that Stu is absolute numero uno, that it’s his band,” writes Keith Richards in a new book about Stewart, “because he angled for Charlie Watts.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly referred to as the sixth stone, pianist Ian Stewart was actually a founding member of the original group, pre-dating both Charlie Watts and Bill Wyman as members. Stewart, or Stu as he was called, was one of a core group of rhythm and blues enthusiasts that frequented Alexis Korner's blues club. Among the others were Charlie Watts, Mick Jagger, Eric Clapton, Dick Taylor and Keith Richards, figures who would all go on to have a profound effect on rock n' roll music. Adept at boogie woogie style piano, Stewart began rehearsing with fellow enthusiasts Brian Jones, Mick Jagger and Keith Richards. When bassist Bill Wyman and drummer Charlie Watts joined, the group named themselves the Rolling Stones and began attracting a small but loyal following in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After manager Andrew Loog Oldham took over the reigns of the Stones' career he deemed Stewart unfit for the group because the straight-laced Stewart didn't "have the right look." Thankfully for the rest of the band Stu agreed to stay on as their road manager and sometime piano player. Throughout the groups career Stu contributed his Chicago style piano playing to several of the Stones releases including December's Children, Aftermath and Let it Bleed among others. The gifted keyboardist also lent his hand to projects outside The Stones such as the London Howlin' Wolf sessions, Led Zeppelin's Physical Graffiti and Pete Townshend's Rough Mix album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adored by all who knew him, Stewart's uncompromisingly purist stance towards the blues (he refused to play piano on "Wild Horses" because minor chords offended him aesthetically) helped keep the Stones on a stayed course during the times when they were in real danger of losing their core sound. Ian Stewart died in 1985 before he could have a chance to be inducted into the rock n' roll hall of fame beside his beloved Rolling Stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you come to one of the most amazing parts about Ian Stewart,” says guitarist Richards. “All he did was turn round and say ‘I understand that.’ He just sort of took a gentleman’s step back. ... That’s the heart of a lion man to be able to do that.” Throughout the band’s career, Stewart added an undercurrent of barrelhouse piano that gave the Stones a distinctive sound, on records and in concert. He never played on songs he didn’t like. “Stu would decide what songs he wanted to play on and what he didn’t, and there was nobody in the band to say ‘yea’ or ‘nay,’ “ says Richards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His playing dots all the Stones’ recordings. He added piano to the band’s original, “Tell Me,” and organ on the early hit “It’s All Over Now.” He cut “2120 South Michigan Avenue,” essentially an organ instrumental, with the band during its first U.S. tour at the Chess Records studio in Chicago. His piano can barely be heard on “Brown Sugar,” but his keyboard ripples on “Let It Bleed” drive the song through the verses. He played on “It’s Only Rock ‘n’ Roll” and the Chuck Berry takeoff, “Star Star,” from the “Goats Head Soup” album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran the Rolling Stones mobile studio for years and wound up sitting in with other British rock aristocracy, including some Ronnie Lane sessions and a memorable occasion with Led Zeppelin -- he overdubbed the piano on “Rock and Roll” -- commemorated by the track “Boogie With Stu.” In 1981, he produced (and played a little piano on) a live record by Rocket 88, a celebration of authentic jump band boogie-woogie, largely a showcase for for pianist Bob Hall and saxophonist Hal “Cornbread” Singer, that undoubtedly reflected his own musical sensibilities more completely than any of the Stones albums ever did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Stewart’s lasting legacy to the Stones runs much deeper than his musical contributions. He was the conscience of the Stones, the only person who could always talk to everyone and a lasting reminder of the band’s essential values. His funeral was said to be the first public occasion where Mick Jagger cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t imagine the Rolling Stones without Stu,” says former Stones guitarist Mick Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;“The Rolling Stones are Ian Stewart’s band,” Richards says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/1963irina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/1963irina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/Stonestage64.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/Stonestage64.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/JO1002_ROLLING_STONES_P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/JO1002_ROLLING_STONES_P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112437000440668969?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112437000440668969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112437000440668969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112437000440668969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112437000440668969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/08/forgotten-hero-iii-ian-stewart.html' title='Forgotten Hero III - Ian Stewart'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112436801867669035</id><published>2005-08-18T17:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-18T17:56:58.716+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten Hero II - Pete Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/pete-best-sized1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/pete-best-sized1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Randolph Peter Best (born November 24, 1941 in Madras, India) was an early drummer for The Beatles. The son of Mona Best, the owner of Liverpool's Casbah Club, where the Beatles played occasionally, Best was first invited to join the band in 1959, later rejoining for their 1960–1961 residency in Hamburg. He stayed until shortly after their first audition for EMI in 1962, being fired on August 16 of that year to be replaced by Ringo Starr, then of Rory Storm and the Hurricanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best got the news that he was being booted from the band from the Beatles' manager, Brian Epstein. The reason given was that George Martin, who was to become the Beatles' producer, had been dissatisfied with Best's drumming (which was steady, but lacked "chops" or flair of any kind) and intended to replace him on their recordings. Besides this, Best had never completely fitted in with Lennon, McCartney and Harrison, spending his offstage time alone, and refusing to change his ducktail hairstyle when the band adopted the Beatle haircut. Starr, on the other hand, readily joined in the others' doings—and had an appealing, unique playing style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best tried to put together a couple of bands after the Beatles evicted him, but he had little success in those ventures, aside from the release of an album questionably titled Best of the Beatles. (The title was meant to refer to his former band, but led to confusion and disappointment for record buyers.) He tried to commit suicide in 1965 by locking himself in a room and inhaling fumes from a gas fire. Best filed a libel suit against the Beatles in October 1965 because Starr implied in an interview with Playboy magazine that the band had fired Best because he was a drug user. A subsequent libel suit was settled out of court for an undisclosed sum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a series of jobs outside music (including work as a baker, and a civil servant), Best eventually found a modicum of independent fame, writing about his time with the Beatles, giving interviews to the media, and touring as leader of the Pete Best Band. When the surviving Beatles released Anthology in 1995, which featured a number of tracks with Best as drummer, Best received a substantial windfall from the sales. Some claim it was at least £2 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Anthology book, Lennon succinctly summed up his opinion of Best's role in the band: "The myth built up over the years that . . . Paul was jealous of Best because he was pretty and all that crap. They didn't get on that much together, but it was partly because Pete was a bit slow. He was a harmless guy but was not quick. All of us had quick minds, but he never picked that up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/competebeatles1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/competebeatles1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112436801867669035?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112436801867669035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112436801867669035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112436801867669035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112436801867669035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/08/forgotten-hero-ii-pete-best.html' title='Forgotten Hero II - Pete Best'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112427334397081815</id><published>2005-08-17T14:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:43:04.823+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten Hero - Stuart Sutcliffe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/stusutcliffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/stusutcliffe.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today's post will be on the forgotten Beatles - Stuart Sutcliffe, the fifth Beatle who left the group before they made it big.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stuart Sutcliffe was born in Edinburgh, Scotland, on June 23, 1940. At 19, Stu was regarded as one of the most talented and promising students at the Liverpool Art College, when he met fellow art student John Lennon. All of the girls liked Stu because of his moody, romantic scowl, sunglasses, and resemblence to James Dean. Stu even lived like an artist, in a cramped, paint splattered house near the school. John lived there with Stu for a time, spending long nights drinking and sharing their passions for art. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Stu sold a painting in 1959 for £65, an unheard-of sum for a student's painting in those days, John convinced him to buy a bass guitar and join the band, never mind that he couldn't play. Before their first big break, a two-week tour to Scotland backing Johnny Gentle, Stu is partially credited with coming up with the name Beatles, by jokingly suggesting "Beetles" as a play on Buddy Holly's Crickets. Back in Liverpool, violence was common at the shows they played at, and one night, after a show at Litherland Town Hall in the north of Liverpool, the Silver Beatles were ambushed as they made their way out into the car park to their van. In the fight, Stu went down and was kicked in the head. Later at home, still bleeding from the gash in his head, he refused to let his mother call a doctor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While in Hamburg, Stu met Klaus Voorman, who introduced him to Astrid Kirchherr, and they quickly fell in love. Astrid changed Stu's clothes and gave him a new, distinctive hair style, which all the Beatles later adopted. While on their second Hamburg trip, Stu started to study art again, at the Hamburg State Art College, where Astrid had studied, allowing him to quit the Beatles gradually. When the tour ended and the rest of the Beatles went back to Liverpool in 1961, Stu stayed in Hamburg with Astrid. Stu died on April 10, 1962, from a brain hemmorrhage, following a series of violent headaches. Ironically, the Beatles were to arrive the next day to start their third Hamburg tour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stu with The Beatles in Hamburg 1961.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/hannover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="228" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/hannover.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/9stusketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="102" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/9stusketch.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/9selfport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="152" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/9selfport.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/9oil1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="111" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/9oil1.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Above are some of the Artwork sample of Stu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sutcliffe's role in the Beatles' early career, as well as the factors that led him to leave the group, is dramatised in the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0106339/"&gt;Backbeat&lt;/a&gt;, in which he was portrayed by Stephen Dorff. He was also portrayed by David Wilkinson in the film &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0078865/"&gt;Birth of the Beatles&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112427334397081815?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112427334397081815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112427334397081815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112427334397081815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112427334397081815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/08/forgotten-hero-stuart-sutcliffe.html' title='Forgotten Hero - Stuart Sutcliffe'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112202348329556312</id><published>2005-07-22T14:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-23T16:06:40.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Basic Rules to be a Blues Musician</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/BlindBoyFuller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/BlindBoyFuller.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something interesting I have received few days ago from a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLUES RULES&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Most blues begin "woke up this morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "I got a good woman" is a bad way to begin the blues, unless you stick something nasty in the next line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got a good woman,&lt;br /&gt;With the meanest dog in town. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Blues are simple. After you have the first line right, repeat it. Then find something that rhymes. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Got a good woman&lt;br /&gt;With the meanest dog in town.&lt;br /&gt;He got teeth like Margaret Thatcher&lt;br /&gt;And he weighs 500 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4. The blues are not about limitless choice, convertible debentures, golden parachutes, BMWs, opera, or environmental impact statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Blues cars are Chevies and Cadillacs. Other acceptable blues transportation is Greyhound bus or a southbound train. Walkin' plays a major part in the blues lifestyle. So does fixin' to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Teenagers can't sing the blues. Adults sing the blues. Blues adulthood means old enough to get the electric chair if you shoot a man in Memphis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You can have the blues in New York City, but not in Brooklyn or Queens. Hard times in Vermont or North Dakota are just a depression. Chicago, St.Louis, Austin and Kansas City are still the best places to have the blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The following colors do not belong in the blues:&lt;br /&gt;a. violet&lt;br /&gt;b. beige&lt;br /&gt;c. mauve&lt;br /&gt;d. taupe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You can't have the blues in an office or a shopping mall - the lighting is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10A. Good places for the Blues:&lt;br /&gt;a. the highway&lt;br /&gt;b. the jailhouse&lt;br /&gt;c. an empty bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10B. Bad places:&lt;br /&gt;a. Ashrams&lt;br /&gt;b. Gallery openings&lt;br /&gt;c. Weekend in the Hamptons&lt;br /&gt;d. Trump Plaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. No one will believe it's the blues if you wear a suit, unless you happen to be an old black man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12A. Yes, if:&lt;br /&gt;a. your first name is a southern state -- like Georgia&lt;br /&gt;b. you're blind&lt;br /&gt;c. you shot a man in Memphis (see exception below)&lt;br /&gt;d. your woman can't be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12B. No, if:&lt;br /&gt;a. you were once blind but now can see.&lt;br /&gt;b. you have a trust fund.&lt;br /&gt;c. you hold elected office.&lt;br /&gt;d. your woman CAN be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Neither Julio Iglesias nor Barbara Streisand can sing the blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14A. If you ask for water and baby gives you gasoline, it's the blues.&lt;br /&gt;Other blues beverages are:&lt;br /&gt;a. cheap wine&lt;br /&gt;b. Irish whiskey&lt;br /&gt;c. muddy water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14B. Blues beverages are NOT:&lt;br /&gt;a. Any mixed drink&lt;br /&gt;b. Any wine Kosher for Passover&lt;br /&gt;c. Yoo Hoo (all flavors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If it occurs in a cheap motel or a shotgun shack, it's blues death. Stabbed in the back by a jealous lover is a blues way to die.&lt;br /&gt;Other blues ways to die include:&lt;br /&gt;a. the electric chair&lt;br /&gt;b. substance abuse&lt;br /&gt;c. being denied treatment in an emergency room.&lt;br /&gt;It is NOT a blues death if you die during a liposuction treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16A. Some Blues names for Women&lt;br /&gt;a. Sadie&lt;br /&gt;b. Big Mama&lt;br /&gt;c. Bessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16B. Some Blues Names for Men&lt;br /&gt;a. Joe&lt;br /&gt;b. Willie&lt;br /&gt;c. Little Willie&lt;br /&gt;d. Lightning&lt;br /&gt;Persons with names like Sierra or Sequoia will not be permitted to sing the blues no matter how many men they shoot in Memphis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16C. Other Blues Names (Starter Kit)&lt;br /&gt;a. Name of physical infirmity (Blind, Cripple, Asthmatic)&lt;br /&gt;b. First name (see above) or name of fruit (Lemon, Lime, Kiwi)&lt;br /&gt;c. Last name of President (Jefferson, Johnson, Fillmore, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;For example, Blind Lemon Jefferson, Anorexic Willie, or Cripple Chirimoya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Personally, I dig "Asthmatic Kiwi Fillmore" given the above choices...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG WRITERS ADHERING TO THESE RULES WILL BE AUTHENTIC BLUES WRITERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112202348329556312?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112202348329556312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112202348329556312' title='152 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112202348329556312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112202348329556312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/07/basic-rules-to-be-blues-musician.html' title='Basic Rules to be a Blues Musician'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>152</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112195026105572766</id><published>2005-07-21T17:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-11T16:34:14.986+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Growing up with a Bong Superhero</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/batul1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/batul1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;These rainy days make me quite nostalgic. Days like these brings back memories from the summer vacation, &lt;a href="http://www.nestle.co.nz/maggi/products.asp"&gt;Maggi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.alphalink.com.au/~roglen/johnny_sokko.htm"&gt;Johnny Sokko and his Flying Robot&lt;/a&gt; and comics. Comics was the main source of our hero worshipping (what else do a Bong kid can do on summer holidays with only DoorDarshan available!). To a whole generation of us Bong kids growing up Batul was our definition of the ultimate Bong superhero (though the grownups always talked about the Marxist superheroes but we somehow foresaw the future and knew Jyoti Basu was a dud!!). Every Bong house has atleast a copy of Batul or Handa-Bhonda or Nonte-Fonte present. I remember visiting my Mashimoni's place and spending whole day going through my cousin's collection of Suktara(he had an enormous collection; some date back even before my birth).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Batul is supposed to be the strongest man on earth - he can lift whole ship with a single hand, can blow the roofs of whole town by blowing his breath and can lift the prison building with one hand to catch the crooks escaping. The only similarity with Batul I found later was with &lt;a href="http://www.paulmorris.co.uk/beano/strips/desperatedan.htm"&gt;Desperate Dan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've always wanted from then on to know more about Narayan Debnath, the man behind those hugely popular (they still are!!!) comics series like Batul, Handa-Bhonda and Nonte-Fonte. Atlast found an &lt;a href="http://www.parabaas.com/PB22/LEKHA22/bNarayan22.html"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; of him thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.parabaas.com"&gt;Parabaas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here's some vital-info on Batul:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real Name&lt;/strong&gt;: Bantul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Identity/Class&lt;/strong&gt;: Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Occupation&lt;/strong&gt;: Various odd jobs when money is short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Affiliations&lt;/strong&gt;: 'Lambakarna'. (a small boy, who has a special power of hearing from a great distance.); an ostrich (by manipulating his wings Bantul flies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enemies&lt;/strong&gt;: Terrorists, outlaws, smugglers in general.&lt;br /&gt;Bachchu, Bichchu - two small boys who are criminally-minded; Bantul always try to prevent them from doing mischief, so they try to harm Bantul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Known Relatives&lt;/strong&gt;: One very old aunt. Bantul is brought up by her, and he still stays in her house, looking after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aliases&lt;/strong&gt;: Bantul the Great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Base of Operations&lt;/strong&gt;: A small township at a remote corner of eastern India, sometimes other parts of India also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Appearance&lt;/strong&gt;: 'Bantul The Great' Comic Strip in Magazine Shuktara, started 40 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Powers/Abilities&lt;/strong&gt;: He has physical power beyond imagination. He can move big things by blowing air from his mouth; his body is so tough that bombs, bullets or knives cannot penetrate. In a few instances terrorists fired missiles at him, and he used them as football. Even his tiny hairs (he usually has a shaven head) are so tough that they act like thorns or nails, so if he touches a ball with his head, the ball bursts. He can fly by manipulating the wings of his favorite ostrich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History&lt;/strong&gt;: Bantul is a superhuman who tries to enjoy a leisurely life in a remote corner of eastern India, who comes to the rescue of good people and to enforce the law and punish criminals. He helped Indian Military and Police a few times to catch terrorists and smugglers. The rest of the time he spends reading books, cooking, fishing, roaming in jungles and mountains, or try to earn some money when he runs short of it. Most of the times he land up in a mess when trying to earn money, as he is never conscious of his great powers, so he does normal things abnormally and destroy everything! (For example, if he takes a job of lawn mowing, he will definitely break the lawn mower!). Despite all his abilities, he's by heart a small boy, and most of the time he forgets his powers and try to act like a normal man. This way he brings miseries to his friends also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thank you Narayan babu for giving us the lovely childhood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a &lt;a href="http://www.banglalive.com/comic/comichome.asp"&gt;place&lt;/a&gt; we can read his masterpieces online. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112195026105572766?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112195026105572766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112195026105572766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112195026105572766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112195026105572766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/07/growing-up-with-bong-superhero.html' title='Growing up with a Bong Superhero'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112125398981745676</id><published>2005-07-13T16:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-21T18:39:40.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>End of Innocence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.timeinc.net/time/magazine/archive/covers/1975/1101750714_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.timeinc.net/time/magazine/archive/covers/1975/1101750714_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've done with my 20s; today I've entered 30s. I'm no more 20 something, have graduated to 30 something today. Above is the cover of Time Magazine Jul 14, 1975.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back it's been a strange, beautiful trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally I share my b'day with one of my favourite actors - &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000148/"&gt;Harrison Ford&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some of the major events of 1975&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 16 - Angola gains independence from Portugal&lt;br /&gt;January 20 - Michael Ovitz founds Creative Artists Agency&lt;br /&gt;January - Altair 8800 is released, sparking the era of the microcomputer&lt;br /&gt;February 4 - The first successfully predicted earthquake occured in Haicheng, Liaoning, China&lt;br /&gt;March 4 - Charlie Chaplin is knighted by Queen Elizabeth II of the United Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;March 9 - Construction of the Trans-Alaska Pipeline System begins&lt;br /&gt;March 25 - King Faisal of Saudi Arabia is shot and killed by a nephew with a history of mental illness - the killer is beheaded on June 18.&lt;br /&gt;April 3 - Bobby Fischer refuses to play in a chess match against Anatoly Karpov, giving Karpov the title.&lt;br /&gt;April 17 - Pol Pot proclaims the "Democratic Republic of Kampuchea" in Cambodia and becomes its Prime Minister (1975–1979).&lt;br /&gt;April 13 - An attack by Phalangists on a Palestinian bus in Ain El Remmeneh, Lebanon sparks over 15 years of civil war.&lt;br /&gt;April 30 - Vietnam War: The Vietnam War ends as Communist forces take Saigon and South Vietnam surrenders unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;May 16 - India annexes Sikkim&lt;br /&gt;May 16 - Junko Tabei becomes the first woman to reach the summit of Mount Everest&lt;br /&gt;June 5 - The Suez Canal opens for the first time since the Six-Day War&lt;br /&gt;June 28 - Mozambique gains independence from Portugal&lt;br /&gt;July 5 - Cape Verde gains independence after 500 years of Portuguese rule&lt;br /&gt;July 6 - The Comoros declare their independence from France&lt;br /&gt;July 12 - São Tomé and Príncipe declare independence from Portugal&lt;br /&gt;July 17 - Apollo-Soyuz Test Project: An American Apollo and a Soviet Soyuz spacecraft dock with each other in orbit marking the first such link-up between spacecraft from the two nations July 31 - In Detroit, Michigan, Teamsters Union president Jimmy Hoffa is reported missing. August 8 - The Banqiao Dam, in China's Henan Province, fails after a freak typhoon. Over 200,000 people perish.&lt;br /&gt;August 20 - Viking program: NASA launches the Viking 1 planetary probe toward Mars&lt;br /&gt;September 14 - Rembrandt's painting "The Night Watch" is slashed a dozen times at a gallery in Amsterdam.&lt;br /&gt;September 5 - In Sacramento, California, Lynette "Squeaky" Fromme, a follower of incarcerated cult leader Charles Manson, attempts to assassinate US President Gerald Ford, but is thwarted by a Secret Service agent.&lt;br /&gt;September 22 - President Gerald Ford survives a second assassination attempt, this time by Sara Jane Moore&lt;br /&gt;October 30 - Prince Juan Carlos becomes King of Spain after dictator Francisco Franco concedes that he is too ill to govern.&lt;br /&gt;November 11 - Angola becomes independent from Portugal (a deadly civil war soon erupts)&lt;br /&gt;November 14 - Spain abandons Western Sahara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physicist Andrei Sakharov receives the Nobel Peace Prize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music Highlights of 1975&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New albums carry four established acts to even loftier heights of popularity and respect: Bob Dylan's Blood On The Tracks, Chicago's Chicago VIII, John Lennon's Rock'N'Roll, and Led Zeppelin's Physical Graffiti.&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Springsteen and his new album Born to Run.&lt;br /&gt;The Wiz, a contemporary version of The Wizard of Oz, opens on Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;Elton John's Captain Fantastic And The Brown Dirt Cowboy enters the charts at number one and goes on to become his biggest all-time seller.&lt;br /&gt;While on vacation, Robert Plant, lead singer of Led Zeppelin, is involved in a serious auto crash that almost claims his life and those of his family.&lt;br /&gt;Fleetwood Mac's Mick Fleetwood and John and Christine McVie are joined by new members Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham for the new album for Reprise Records, titled Fleetwood Mac. It would become the sleeper smash of the rock era, taking 58 weeks to reach number one on the charts.&lt;br /&gt;The Captain &amp; Tennille release their album Love Will Keep Us Together. The title song, written by Neil Sedaka, becomes the biggest hit single of the year.&lt;br /&gt;The Bee Gee's album Main Course produces the number one disco-flavored "Jive Talkin'," a song that changed the whole image and sound of the group, and foreshadowed the disco explosion they would launch two years later with the album Saturday Night Fever.&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, October 9, John Lennon's 35th birthday, John and Yoko's son Sean is born.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, October 11, Saturday Night Live premiers on NBC-TV. George Carlin is the first host, and Janis Ian and Billy Preston are the first musical guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Popular Movies of 1975&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaws&lt;br /&gt;One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo&lt;br /&gt;Dog Day Afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Nashville&lt;br /&gt;Hester Street&lt;br /&gt;The Hindenburg&lt;br /&gt;The Day of the Locust&lt;br /&gt;Tommy&lt;br /&gt;Janis&lt;br /&gt;The Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;Barry Lyndon&lt;br /&gt;Breakout&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuelle&lt;br /&gt;Farewell, My Lovely&lt;br /&gt;The French Connection II&lt;br /&gt;The Man Who Would Be King&lt;br /&gt;Rooster Cogburn&lt;br /&gt;Shining Star&lt;br /&gt;Stardust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grammy Awards in 1975&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The 17th Grammy Awards were held in 1975, and were broadcast live on American television. They recognized accomplishments by musicians from the year 1974.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record of the Year John Farrar (producer) &amp;amp; Olivia Newton-John for "I Honestly Love You" Album of the Year Stevie Wonder (producer &amp; artist) for Fulfillingness' First Finale&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Year Alan Bergman, Marilyn Bergman &amp;amp; Marvin Hamlisch (songwriters) for "The Way We Were" performed by Barbra Streisand&lt;br /&gt;Best New Artist Marvin Hamlisch&lt;br /&gt;Classical&lt;br /&gt;Best Classical Performance - Orchestra Georg Solti (conductor) &amp; the Chicago Symphony Orchestra for Berlioz: Symphonie Fantastique&lt;br /&gt;Composing and arranging&lt;br /&gt;Best Instrumental Composition Mike Oldfield (composer) for "Tubular Bells - Theme From The Exorcist"&lt;br /&gt;Album of Best Original Score Written for a Motion Picture or a Television Special Alan Bergman, Marilyn Bergman &amp;amp; Marvin Hamlisch (composers) for The Way We Were performed by Barbra Streisand&lt;br /&gt;Best Instrumental Arrangement Pat Williams (arranger) for Threshold Best Arrangement Accompanying Vocalists Joni Mitchell &amp; Tom Scott (arrangers) for "Down to You" performed by Joni Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;Country&lt;br /&gt;Best Country Vocal Performance, Female Anne Murray for Love Song&lt;br /&gt;Best Country Vocal Performance, Male Ronnie Milsap for "Please Don't Tell Me How the Story Ends"&lt;br /&gt;Best Country Vocal Performance by a Duo or Group The Pointer Sisters for "Fairytale"&lt;br /&gt;Best Country Instrumental Performance Chet Atkins &amp;amp; Merle Travis for The Atkins-Travis Traveling Show&lt;br /&gt;Best Country Song Billy Sherrill &amp; Norris Wilson (songwriters) for "A Very Special Love Song" performed by Charlie Rich&lt;br /&gt;Folk&lt;br /&gt;Best Ethnic or Traditional Recording Doc Watson &amp;amp; Merle Watson for Two Days in November&lt;br /&gt;Gospel&lt;br /&gt;Best Gospel Performance The Oak Ridge Boys for "The Baptism of Jesse Taylor"&lt;br /&gt;Best Soul Gospel Performance James Cleveland for In the Ghetto performed by James Cleveland &amp; the Southern California Community Choir&lt;br /&gt;Best Inspirational Performance (non-classical) Elvis Presley for "How Great Thou Art"&lt;br /&gt;Jazz&lt;br /&gt;Best Jazz Performance by a Soloist Charlie Parker for First Recordings!&lt;br /&gt;Best Jazz Performance by a Group Joe Pass, Niels Pedersen &amp;amp; Oscar Peterson for The Trio&lt;br /&gt;Best Jazz Performance by a Big Band Woody Herman for Thundering Herd&lt;br /&gt;Pop&lt;br /&gt;Best Pop Vocal Performance, Female Olivia Newton-John for "I Honestly Love You"&lt;br /&gt;Best Pop Vocal Performance, Male Stevie Wonder for Fulfillingness' First Finale&lt;br /&gt;Best Pop Vocal Performance by a Duo, Group or Chorus Paul McCartney &amp; Wings for "Band on the Run"&lt;br /&gt;Best Pop Instrumental Performance Marvin Hamlisch for "The Entertainer"&lt;br /&gt;R&amp;amp;B&lt;br /&gt;Best R&amp;B Vocal Performance, Female Aretha Franklin for "Ain't Nothing Like the Real Thing" Best R&amp;amp;B Vocal Performance, Male Stevie Wonder for "Boogie on Reggae Woman"&lt;br /&gt;Best R&amp;B Vocal Performance by a Duo, Group or Chorus Rufus for "Tell Me Something Good" Best R&amp;amp;B Instrumental Performance MFSB for "The Sound of Philadelphia"&lt;br /&gt;Best Rhythm &amp;amp; Blues Song Stevie Wonder (songwriter) for "Living for the City"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Academy Awards (Oscar) 1975&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The forty-eighth Academy Awards ceremony was held on Monday, March 29, 1976 at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion of the Los Angeles Music Center. When Louise Fletcher (One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest) won for best actress, she added sign language to her acceptance speech. To her deaf parents she said, "I want to say thank you . . . for teaching me to have a dream."&lt;br /&gt;The hosts for the evening were Goldie Hawn, Walter Matthau, Robert Shaw, Gene Kelly, and George Segal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest&lt;br /&gt;Actor Jack Nicholson (One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest)&lt;br /&gt;Actress Louise Fletcher (One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest)&lt;br /&gt;Supporting Actor George Burns (The Sunshine Boys)&lt;br /&gt;Supporting Actress Lee Grant (Shampoo)&lt;br /&gt;Director Milos Forman (One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest)&lt;br /&gt;Adapted Screenplay Lawrence Hauben and Bo Goldman (One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest) Original Screenplay Frank Pierson (Dog Day Afternoon)&lt;br /&gt;Song "I'm Easy" (Nashville)&lt;br /&gt;Score Jaws (Original) Barry Lyndon (Adaptation)&lt;br /&gt;Cinematography Barry Lyndon&lt;br /&gt;Costume Design Barry Lyndon&lt;br /&gt;Art / Set Decoration Barry Lyndon&lt;br /&gt;Film Editing Jaws&lt;br /&gt;Foreign Language Film Dersu Uzala (U.S.S.R.)&lt;br /&gt;Sound Jaws&lt;br /&gt;Short Films Great (Animated) Angel and Big Joe (Live Action)&lt;br /&gt;Documentaries The End of the Game (Short) The Man Who Skied Down Everest (Feature)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so much for trivia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112125398981745676?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112125398981745676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112125398981745676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112125398981745676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112125398981745676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/07/end-of-innocence.html' title='End of Innocence'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112073290270720642</id><published>2005-07-07T16:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-07T16:31:27.656+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Let it be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/LetItBe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="266" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/LetItBe.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are flying out like&lt;br /&gt;endless rain into a paper cup&lt;br /&gt;They slither while they pass&lt;br /&gt;They slip away across the universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pools of sorrow waves of joy&lt;br /&gt;are drifting thorough my open mind&lt;br /&gt;Possessing and caressing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai guru deva om&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images of broken light&lt;br /&gt;which dance before me like a million eyes&lt;br /&gt;That call me on and on across the universe&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts meander like a&lt;br /&gt;restless wind inside a letter box&lt;br /&gt;they tumble blindly as&lt;br /&gt;they make their way across the universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai guru deva om&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds of laughter shades of life&lt;br /&gt;are ringing through my open ears&lt;br /&gt;exciting and inviting me&lt;br /&gt;Limitless undying love which&lt;br /&gt;shines around me like a million suns&lt;br /&gt;It calls me on and on across the universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai guru deva om&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Jai guru deva Jai guru deva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- The Beatles "Across the Universe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it, this song is on my mind from the morning. Hope Sir McCartney won't sue an innocent fan like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song also brought back so many memories - Shubham and me listening to this song on an LP in a lazy rainy day afternoon at Shubham's place when we were in Class V (1986). The song brings back the smell of the rains in Calcutta, of the foliage in Shubham's garden, the sweet smell of innocence (yes, of course, we once were), the muri with &lt;em&gt;acharer tel &lt;/em&gt;and the freshly done oil paint of Gautam da half dried. How much I miss those days only I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some trivia on this song :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another by Lennon, this was a song that he deemed as one of his best. This had originally been recorded during the "Lady Madonna" sessions, and placed on the side. The Beatles weren't sure what to do with it. They wanted it as a single, then as a B-side, then it was to be used on a EP. Because none of these ideas panned out, The Beatles gave this song to the World Wildlife Fund for a charity album. Phil Spector liked it and decided to include it in "Let It Be." He took the original recording, edited out the opening overdubbed bird sounds, slowed it down a little, and added a choir and orchestra. The bird sounds can be heard on the version included in Past Masters II. John wrote this song after having met the Maharishi Masesh Yogi in England. The chorus phrase "Jai Guru Deva Om" is the name (Guru Dev) of the Maharishi's guru.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112073290270720642?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112073290270720642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112073290270720642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112073290270720642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112073290270720642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/07/let-it-be.html' title='Let it be'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112055877335940330</id><published>2005-07-05T15:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-05T18:23:50.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Food for thought - A Calcutta food fiesta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="442" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/katiroll.jpg" width="454" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody took the time to make this list. How many have you tried ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all available in Calcutta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kabiraji Cutlet&lt;/strong&gt; from Regent (S N Banerjee Road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moghlai Parota&lt;/strong&gt; from Anadi Cabin (S N Banerjee Road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kosha Mangsho&lt;/strong&gt; from Golbari (Shyambazar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phulkopir Singara&lt;/strong&gt; from Mrityunjoy (Lansdowne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Double Egg Chicken Roll&lt;/strong&gt; from Kusum, Hot Kati @ Park Steet)(Campari @ Gariahat &amp; Nizam is a close contender!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken Rezala&lt;/strong&gt; from Shabbir (off C R Avenue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beef Steak with Peeper Sauce&lt;/strong&gt; at Oly pub (with beer!!)&lt;br /&gt;Ujjala's&lt;strong&gt; Chanachur&lt;/strong&gt; ( no comparison anywhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Telebhaja&lt;/strong&gt; from Putiram (College Street)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daab Chigri&lt;/strong&gt; from Kewpies (Elgin Lane)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daak Banglo Mutton/Chicken&lt;/strong&gt; from Oh! Calcutta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken Cutlet&lt;/strong&gt; from Baked &amp; Fried/Mukherjee Sweets (Ballygunge Place)&lt;br /&gt;Bijoli Grill's&lt;strong&gt; Fish Roll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mochar Chop Dhoka&lt;/strong&gt; from Apanjan (Sadananda Road)&lt;br /&gt;Boudir's &lt;strong&gt;Lebu Cha&lt;/strong&gt; (Deshapriya Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kochuri &amp;amp; Tarkari&lt;/strong&gt; from Tasty Corner (Mandeville Gardens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phuchka/Churmur/ Dahi Phuchka&lt;/strong&gt; from Bilas or Boudi (Southern Avenue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken Cutlet&lt;/strong&gt; near Samur (Bhowanipur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mishti Doi &amp; Rosogolla&lt;/strong&gt; from Mithai (Beckbagan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sandesh&lt;/strong&gt; (all types) from Balaram (Bhowanipur) (Naram pak &amp;amp; Ice cream&lt;br /&gt;sandesh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pantua&lt;/strong&gt; from Bancharam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indrani&lt;/strong&gt; from Ganguram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rabri&lt;/strong&gt; from Chittaranhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darbesh&lt;/strong&gt; from Sen Mahasay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amritti&lt;/strong&gt; from Bhim Nag/Ganguram, Maniktala (Jalebis are no match)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could add -&lt;br /&gt;Skyroom's &lt;strong&gt;Prawn Cocktail &amp; Mixed Grill &amp;amp; Baked Alaska&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Blue Fox's &lt;strong&gt;Lobster Thermidor&lt;/strong&gt; - NOT anymore....&lt;br /&gt;even the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mandarin Fish&lt;/strong&gt; from Waldorf is no more available!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are unmatched:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chelo Kabab&lt;/strong&gt; from Peter Cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phulkopir Shingara&lt;/strong&gt;: samosas don't stand a chance against these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phuchka&lt;/strong&gt;: gol-gappas aren't a match on phuchkas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karaishutir Kochuri&lt;/strong&gt;: a seasonal favourite, have it with alur dam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luchi&lt;/strong&gt;: puri and phulkas - no comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alurdom&lt;/strong&gt;: the world's best. Try the offering at Vivekananda Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jhalmuri&lt;/strong&gt;: a unique concoction, with nothing to equal it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Telebhaaja&lt;/strong&gt;: these and jhalmuri are like 'made for each other'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chanachur&lt;/strong&gt;: many have tried unsuccesfully to steal the formula, MNCs included!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alukabli&lt;/strong&gt;: where will you get something like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghugni&lt;/strong&gt;: again, chana is not the same at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Radhaballavi&lt;/strong&gt;: try it with alurdom or cholar daal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chanp&lt;/strong&gt;: even Pakistani cricketers have sampled these, in Chitpur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rezala&lt;/strong&gt;: out of this world, just out of this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paradiser Sharbat&lt;/strong&gt;: there is one which is green, and another, pink. No college student from Presidency or the University has failed to sample these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lere Biscut&lt;/strong&gt;: needed to make the batter for chop-katlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken Kabiraji&lt;/strong&gt;: an unbelievable variation on the chicken cutlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moton Afghani&lt;/strong&gt;: an equally innovative presentation of the mutton cutlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dimer Kalia&lt;/strong&gt;: again, where do you get something like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kasha mangsho&lt;/strong&gt;: it's become an institution now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roll&lt;/strong&gt;: the ubiquitous mutton, chicken or egg roll. Unquestionably superior to any variants in any other city of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also..&lt;br /&gt;Coffee houser &lt;strong&gt;coffee&lt;/strong&gt;: try the float with ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bharer chaa&lt;/strong&gt;: on the Maidan, from shining brass vessels on a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to be missed in all this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pan&lt;/strong&gt; unmatched, even in Benaras or Lucknow. Honestly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweeter side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roshomalai&lt;/strong&gt;: a creamy, mouth-watering delight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jilipi&lt;/strong&gt;: smaller than the jalebis and tastes quite different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lal(Misti) doi&lt;/strong&gt;: is an experience by itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kamala bhog&lt;/strong&gt;: a pale yellow orb, delicately sweetened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notun gurer sondesh&lt;/strong&gt;: a winter speciality available in no other city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rosogolla&lt;/strong&gt;: simply needs no introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natun gurer Rosogolla&lt;/strong&gt;: the latest innovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many, many more traditional favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shitabhog&lt;/strong&gt;: pure white, sweetened to just the right extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mihi Dana&lt;/strong&gt;: golden yellow, saffron scented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maalpoa&lt;/strong&gt;: rich brown pancakes, dripping in sugar syrup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ranga alur pithey&lt;/strong&gt;: another traditional favourite in winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some special one's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Aamer morobba&lt;/strong&gt; - the best outside Gariahat market&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Kuler achar&lt;/strong&gt; - the best outside Gariahat market&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Shukno mashla makha tetul&lt;/strong&gt; - Available with the churanwalas outside all schools, much to the delight of the students and dismay of the parents !!&lt;br /&gt;4. Dulaler &lt;strong&gt;tal michri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5. Dulaler&lt;strong&gt; hojmi&lt;/strong&gt; - mind boggling and healthy too&lt;br /&gt;6. Bikrampurer &lt;strong&gt;kashundi &lt;/strong&gt;- Mustard just pales next to this&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Machher kochuri&lt;/strong&gt; - Where else can you have fish in such an innovative form ????&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Churmur&lt;/strong&gt; - In my opinion this is slightly better than jhalmuri and phuchka. The sad thing of course is that it is unheard of in the rest of the country.&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Alukabli &lt;/strong&gt;- Another must at Vivekananda Park or opposite Menoka Cinema&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Muri ghonto&lt;/strong&gt; - Defies description&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Mochar chop&lt;/strong&gt; - A delight even for the staunchest non vegetarians&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Kumro phul bhaja&lt;/strong&gt; - In tiny little food joints around Chittaranjan Avenue&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Kada paker sandesh&lt;/strong&gt; - A sure winner, especially the jalbhara talshansh with the liquid gur filling, which is sublime&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Darbesh&lt;/strong&gt; - Our own version of the laddoo&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;Bondey&lt;/strong&gt; - How does one describe this sticky sweet delicacy ?&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;Patishapta&lt;/strong&gt; - A delicate crepe with a filling of coconut and gur&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;Chhanar payesh&lt;/strong&gt; - Better than rabdi anyday and does not weigh your stomach down... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112055877335940330?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112055877335940330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112055877335940330' title='59 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112055877335940330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112055877335940330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/07/food-for-thought-calcutta-food-fiesta.html' title='Food for thought - A Calcutta food fiesta'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>59</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112055231187775670</id><published>2005-07-05T12:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:24:09.033+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Oly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/BeefStakeOly.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olypub or Olympia Bar and Restaurant (fondly called Oly by the regulars), is an institution for atleast 3 generations of Calcuttans now. Oly can be thought of as the Coffee House equivalent for the boozers, one of the cheapest possible place for a drink after office. What is fascinating about Oly is that it has stood almost unchanged and uncompromised from soulless beauties the current age throws us into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sixties Oly was a favourite haunt for the Ad agency guys from Park Street and the sorrounding area. In the seventies it has been frequented by the young intellectuals(??) and the so called Communists. The eighties saw somewhat decline in their crowd quality as this time, continuing till mid ninties it has been infested by Maroo businessmen and their kin and the promoter types getting new taste of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late ninties and the new millenia saw the renewed interest in Oly as again students and young professionals started frequenting along with some old time regulars. Yes, Oly has a die hard regular following, mostly the clerks from adjoining government offices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place opens at 11 am and the narrow side annexe to the older main establishment, Olympia Bar, leads to steep, rickety steps which display no embarrassment at the cheap and frayed coir matting adorning them, before opening out into the low-ceilinged mezzanine floor which constitutes the bar proper and which is further subdivided into two sections, connected by a stair of 4/5 steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically called Olympia Bar and Restaurant, Olypub is one of the best watering holes in Calcutta. It definitely isn't a "pub" in any sense of the word. More like an old fashioned restaurant who specialise in serving alcohol at prices that are affordable. The waiters are kind people who while measuring out a peg let the cup overflow generously which results in you getting an extra 5 ml of booze with your prescribed 60ml peg. The rates are affordable to the common man, with a bottle of beer still priced at around 50 rupees. Pegs of rum and vodka are available at a ludicrous 34 rupees per peg. The snacks range from ordinary to excellent but one notable exception is the beefsteak which sensible cow-eaters, Hindu or otherwise, swear by. It more than approximates a full scale meal and is a compelling excuse to stop by and down a few pegs while the cook inside roasts the beef to ones' desired specifications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the final analysis, what strikes one most about Olypub, is the sheer diversity of its clientele and its refreshing lack of pretensions. On a good day one can see come and go through the day, though not necessarily in succession, : couples in love or out of it conducting their matters, in between generous swigs of beer, Marwari traders boasting about their latest sting operations to lesser Bengali counterparts, lone poets and writers engrossed in staring fixedly at some predetermined point on the wallpaper and sporadically downing stiff whiskies or rums, earnest groups of wannabe management graduates, stuck up and snotty nosed, lecturing on economics and ethics (uneasy bedfellows them), three women and a peripheral man whose only role is to provide the women with an entry into Olypub (since the bar forbids entry to solitary unescorted women in the interests of the morals of its existing clients), groups of quizzers, winners and losers, after some gruelling exhibition of dilettantism at the Dalhousie Institute nearby, the Chowringhee yuppies self-consciously loosening their ties as they enter, droplets of sweat on foreheads and pink chins, a testimony to their sincerity and devotion to Mammon, the occasional 70's revolutionary, now potbellied and balding, seeking solace in alcohol which comforts, which helps one forget as well as remember, bibliophiles who subsist on rum and water, hunched over their priceless acquisitions from the second-hand book shops of Free School Street, and many, many more --- in short, a sample of humanity, which though unexceptional, provides enough material for contemplation to the lone observant drinker seated at the usual corner, the connoisseur of, if not drink, at least, the drinking experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't a hip place, by no means. But that doesn't stop the women from getting there. After a particularly harrowing day in office, working, talking about football or politics, (sometimes both) - it is the place to unwind. You are likely to find an interesting cross-section of society once you are there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112055231187775670?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112055231187775670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112055231187775670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112055231187775670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112055231187775670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/07/ode-to-oly.html' title='Ode to Oly'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112011376861284219</id><published>2005-06-30T11:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-30T12:38:09.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Knight Strikes Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" height="120" alt="The Dark Knight Returns" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/darkknightreturns1.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/1600/darkknightstrikes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" height="120" alt="The Dark Knight Strikes Again" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2971/1217/320/darkknightstrikes.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished reading &lt;a href="http://www.moebiusgraphics.com/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;Frank Miiler&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.dccomics.com/features/dk2/dk2.html" target="_blank"&gt;The Dark Knight Strikes Again&lt;/a&gt; last night. This is the sequel to Miller's ground breaking graphic novel &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1563893428/qid=1120111978/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/102-3066819-8256938" target="_blank"&gt;The Dark Knight Returns&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story almost reads like a comic book: In the mid-'80s, the comic book industry was dying. Sales were down, comics were ignored by mainstream culture and superheroes were impotent in the face of real-life villains such as recycled plots and tired characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just when things looked darkest — look, up in the sky ... — Frank Miller appeared with his groundbreaking graphic novel "Batman: The Dark Knight Returns." Miller grafted modern angst onto comic book mythos and created a genre-defining piece of literature. Batman became a dark vigilante in an apocalyptic Gotham City, fighting crime, the police and anyone who compromised with evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and Rolling Stone praised Miller's book as high art. Director Tim Burton credited the graphic novel as the inspiration for his 1989 hit movie, Batman. Because of Miller, comics began to explore new artistic directions, which brought a new generation of readers into the market and helped push comic sales to all time highs. For a while, the comic book world was once again safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now fastforward to 2002 and "The Dark Knight Strikes Again," Miller's sequel to his original classic. Initially, the release of "DK2" (as the sequel is called, in parody of recent movie-title trends) attracted more media attention than any other comic book in years. The publisher, DC Comics, forced reviewers to look at advance copies under guard in DC's New York offices. Major magazines trumpeted the return of Miller's Batman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason Miller struck a cord in the mid-'80s with "The Dark Knight Returns" is that comic books weren't living up to their potential. American culture had long valued visual arts, such as movies, and literary arts, such as novels, but the mixing of the two was considered the stuff of adolescent boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miller refused to accept this. Instead of emphasizing hyperkinetic action over plot and character development, as comics had done for years, Miller created complex characters to whom readers responded. Bruce Wayne went from a silly playboy to a borderline psychotic obsessed with dying a good death. His nemesis, the Joker, became a demon bent on fulfilling a perverse love for the Batman by killing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many ways, "The Dark Knight Returns" mirrored the new way America viewed heroes. It was like seeing an RKO cowboy serial from the 1940s suddenly turn into Clint Eastwood's Oscar-winning Unforgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the revolution Miller started has gone to excess, as today's comics have grown increasingly dark and serious. Call it the Dark Knight syndrome — a belief that today's superheroes must be even grittier than Miller's Batman in order to succeed. This means that the joy comics used to provide — such as imagining how much fun it would be to turn invisible, or to fly — is lost. And this, in essence, is what Miller is attempting to provide with "DK2": a return to joy in comics.&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, "DK2" is an odd candidate for joy. Set three years after the events in "The Dark Knight Returns," America is now a police state where the Bill of Rights has been repealed, people are powerless and a holographic president is controlled by business tycoon Lex Luthor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse, most citizens don't worry about the freedoms they've lost — they're too busy watching sex shows and holding candle-light vigils when pop music groups break up. By asking if it is better to be happy and enslaved, or hurting but free, "DK2" takes on some thematic weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only real weakness of "DK2" is that it lacks the character development of Miller's other works. But satire has always taken liberties with this aspect of storytelling; many times characters in "DK2" are there not for who they are but for what they stand for. Because Miller is dealing with characters who are familiar to readers simply by virtue of our media-drenched society, he can get away with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall this is also a style defining graphic novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112011376861284219?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112011376861284219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112011376861284219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112011376861284219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112011376861284219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/06/dark-knight-strikes-again.html' title='The Dark Knight Strikes Again.'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-112004827757550274</id><published>2005-06-29T17:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-30T11:30:28.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 397px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="400" src="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Guardian/Pix/martin_rowson/2005/04/04/rowson512.jpg" width="398" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never had a dream like this&lt;br /&gt;Never felt the cold cold steel&lt;br /&gt;Slam you like a fist&lt;br /&gt;Break you down until you kneel&lt;br /&gt;Just like a beggar man&lt;br /&gt;Asking only for redemption&lt;br /&gt;All the things that can't&lt;br /&gt;Make a man believe in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fix your eyes upon the bars&lt;br /&gt;Memorize their other side&lt;br /&gt;Like the tatoos on your arms&lt;br /&gt;The brag so loud and tough that night&lt;br /&gt;But now the truth comes out&lt;br /&gt;Fast as feel can do your talking&lt;br /&gt;It sets you free as one guard shouts&lt;br /&gt;Dead man walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When neither light nor darkness&lt;br /&gt;When neither night or day&lt;br /&gt;When neither kind nor heartless&lt;br /&gt;When neither lost or saved&lt;br /&gt;When neither still or moved&lt;br /&gt;When neither held or free&lt;br /&gt;Oh to be so human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead man walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When neither light nor darkness&lt;br /&gt;When neither night or day&lt;br /&gt;When neither kind nor heartless&lt;br /&gt;When neither lost or saved&lt;br /&gt;When neither still or moved&lt;br /&gt;When neither held or free&lt;br /&gt;Oh to be so human&lt;br /&gt;Oh to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in a dream like this where&lt;br /&gt;Light of love leads us home&lt;br /&gt;Broken worlds will not be fixed&lt;br /&gt;Engines take us as thy own&lt;br /&gt;We're just like beggars now&lt;br /&gt;On our knees we hear our names&lt;br /&gt;God forgives somehow&lt;br /&gt;We have yet to learn to save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mary Chapin Carpenter "Dead Man Walking (A Dream Like This)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-112004827757550274?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/112004827757550274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=112004827757550274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112004827757550274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/112004827757550274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing-to-say.html' title='Nothing to say'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-111934661268118435</id><published>2005-06-21T14:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-05T15:55:48.350+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Randomness in Calcutta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="215" width="310" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="8202"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="5689"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.clickcalcutta.com/Movie2.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.clickcalcutta.com/Movie2.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="307CA8"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.clickcalcutta.com/Movie2.swf" quality="best" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#307CA8" width="310" height="215" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been reading the &lt;a href="http://www.fabcal.freeservers.com/index.html"&gt;Fab &amp; Funky Guide of Calcutta&lt;/a&gt;, it's part funny, part nostalgic, part true and couple of things wrong. Sometimes I wonder how these foreign tourists get some part of Calcutta culture very much right and how we Calcuttans fail to notice them. Sometimes we are even ashamed to admit it even. Like the alternative Calcutta tour some shady tour operators has been offering for couple of years; they include trip to not so popular bastees, only one temple (&lt;a href="http://www.makalipuja.com/kalighat.html"&gt;Kali temple in Kalighat&lt;/a&gt;) and lot of interaction with people (ok trip to &lt;a href="http://www.tulleeho.com/bc/bar.asp?ID=46&amp;City=Calcutta"&gt;Olypub&lt;/a&gt; or the Someplace Else can hardly be called as interaction with people, but still!!). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Found a fantastic &lt;a href="http://milonee.net/bengali_recipes/"&gt;Bengali Recipe&lt;/a&gt; site. Has lot of common and lesser known dish. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tommorrow's agenda is to visit Chotu's shop. Now, this is really an interesting shop in Free School St. He has an amazing collection of pirated DVDs, VCDs and major artists in MP3 format. Plan to buy &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0015648/"&gt;Battleship Potemkin&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0095765/"&gt;Cinema Paradiso&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visited the &lt;a href="http://www.gibsondigital.com/"&gt;Gibson Digital Guitar&lt;/a&gt; site. Have to really fiddle round it to understand the difference it's making.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluesbrotherscentral.com/"&gt;Blues Brothers&lt;/a&gt; rule!!!! Downloaded couple of live performances today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now reading stuff on &lt;a href="http://msdn.microsoft.com/library/en-us/cpguide/html/cpcondevelopingwebformscontrols.asp"&gt;ASP.NET Custom Controls&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me musing on life and times I had over the years today. Wanted to visit the &lt;a href="http://userpages.umbc.edu/~achatt1/Calcutta/indmus.html"&gt;museum&lt;/a&gt; and bargain the pirated books outside. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's see if I can make it this evening (bargaining part only - the museum will get closed by that time).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://www.agreatlink.com/agl/dave/images/bigband.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to &lt;a href="http://www.davematthewsband.com/"&gt;Dave Matthews Band&lt;/a&gt; from the morning. At first I didn't like his music, but it slowly grows inside you. Wish I ever see him in a live performance. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night has started reading &lt;a href="http://www.dur.ac.uk/martin.ward/gkc/"&gt;G K Chesterton&lt;/a&gt;'s The Complete &lt;a href="http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/c/chesterton/gk/c52fb/"&gt;Father Brown&lt;/a&gt;. Very witty and very different kind of detective novels; written very much from human angle which in most of super sleuth novels gets overlooked. Very old world and little less victorian. Plan to finish the book by the weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 369px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="242" src="http://www.dn.se/content/1/c6/33/87/46/KULjhumpa_lahiri425.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to buy &lt;a href="http://www.houghtonmifflinbooks.com/catalog/authordetail.cfm?authorID=4768"&gt;Jhumpa Lahiri&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0395927218/103-4096529-9585451?v=glance"&gt;The Namesake&lt;img style="WIDTH: 55px; HEIGHT: 70px" height="175" src="http://images.bestwebbuys.com/muze/books/11/0739315811.jpg" width="172" valign="top" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Got a mixed review from the friends. Let's see if I can get hold of a pirated Delhi-print copy! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surya and I want to go out on coming satday to College St. for old book hunting and for the yummy sherbats at Paramount. It's been ages I've visited the place. My earliest memory of College St. is a visit with Sumit while we were in school. I remember me buying some Mad mags from the stalls and an old Life mag. After that we had cutlets &amp; coffee in The India Coffee House and took the tram back to G'hat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This reminds me of the quotation - Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life. -&lt;em&gt;Herbert Asquith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.siteway.com/assets/siteway_illo_stanleykubrick.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pages.prodigy.com/kubrick/ckofsk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;a href="http://kubrickfilms.warnerbros.com/"&gt;Stanley Kubrick&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0057012/"&gt;Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0080455/"&gt;The Blues Brothers&lt;/a&gt; the last weekend. This weekend don't have any new CDs to watch. Planning to copy/buy any movie from Chotu's. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food for Thought/Thought for Food: Why not start a professional gastronomic tour of the city for the travellers?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music: Save me - Dave Matthews (feat.Trey Anastasio &amp;amp; Tim Reynolds)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-111934661268118435?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/111934661268118435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=111934661268118435' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/111934661268118435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/111934661268118435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/06/randomness-in-calcutta.html' title='Randomness in Calcutta'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13717027.post-111891685161007036</id><published>2005-06-16T15:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-21T19:19:32.683+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mission Statement</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.versatiles.at/images/gallery/fishbone_32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mission Statement :&lt;/strong&gt; To use this blog as an outlet for randomness that would otherwise be wasted upon myself.&lt;br /&gt;Endure at your own risk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13717027-111891685161007036?l=brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/feeds/111891685161007036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13717027&amp;postID=111891685161007036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/111891685161007036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13717027/posts/default/111891685161007036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainwavesoutofthegenepool.blogspot.com/2005/06/mission-statement.html' title='Mission Statement'/><author><name>Daeboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17607380488064551892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b400/daeboo/DD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
