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Sunday, September 14, 2014
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Office space
Hey, this movie is just for us 'Software folks'. I ve never heard of this movie until i came across it in one of my junior's hard drive. Its an american comedy film(1999). It is a typical IT affairs satire. The story revolves around Peter(Ron Livingston), Samir(Ajay Naidu) and Michael(David Herman). None of these guys are happy with work. Peter is the most depressed and bored one of the lot with his foremost fear being listed on the downsizing list. His GF Anne takes him onto to an occupational hypnotherapist so that it can be of some help to relax him. On the contrary, the therapist guy dies of a heartattack midway[!!! :)))], leaving Peter in an irreversible 'semi-trance' state. Peter's carefree attitude earns him a promotion, but Samir and Mike get fired. From this point, its even more fun when there try to inject a virus into the mainframe system for easy money. As expected it backfires and the closing scenes are 'rofl' type! :) this is a sit back n enjoy film guys... Torrents are available. Its worth the download!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Oh Butterfly!
4 hrs of hardwork.. tuf to extract tat from me!! But i somehow managed to complete the recording yesterday in my room. Fixed the headphone mic on the table draw; the A/c took care of soundproofing the room; so noises were less likely.Lessons learnt -Never do a recording alone. u need somebody to hit the record button and play button several times! :) So ppl! I need ur honest n frank comments and suggestions. . .The details:
Song: Oh Butterfly
Movie: Meera
Music: Ilayaraja One of my favourite numbers.
Played on my Acoustic guitar.
Recorded and Mixed using Cool Edit Pro
Friday, April 10, 2009
The Guitar story
Guitar- the first thing that anyone who knows me relate me with. I call her my "first-wife" - never ever passionately loved something like my guitar. The story of how I drifted into striking the six-stings is quite interesting. Here it goes...(its a looong one... plead you not to yawn mid-way)
How I got into it:
Dating back to 1992, we were in a cozy rental home at Madurai. My parents made friends with a mallu family who just moved into the opposite block. I loved going to their place 'coz I was crazy bout their 2 sweet kids- Rahul n Roshini. During one such visit, uncle casually asked me if I would like to join him on his guitar classes that he was planning to join. Having no idea of what's a guitar(!!), I went with him and joined the class.
The Classes:
I got myself an acoustic guitar (Made in Cochin) from my guru, Mr.Born Singh. The guitar was so huge that it eclipsed my body frame and my 7 year old puny fingers! To be frank, the beginner's guitar lessons are an ultimate bore. You even sometimes even start to feel that guitar isn't all that a great instrument! Things got interesting when we were made to play songs. To tell you the truth, during that period, 9 out of 10 guitar instructors start with the following:
How I got into it:
Dating back to 1992, we were in a cozy rental home at Madurai. My parents made friends with a mallu family who just moved into the opposite block. I loved going to their place 'coz I was crazy bout their 2 sweet kids- Rahul n Roshini. During one such visit, uncle casually asked me if I would like to join him on his guitar classes that he was planning to join. Having no idea of what's a guitar(!!), I went with him and joined the class.
The Classes:
I got myself an acoustic guitar (Made in Cochin) from my guru, Mr.Born Singh. The guitar was so huge that it eclipsed my body frame and my 7 year old puny fingers! To be frank, the beginner's guitar lessons are an ultimate bore. You even sometimes even start to feel that guitar isn't all that a great instrument! Things got interesting when we were made to play songs. To tell you the truth, during that period, 9 out of 10 guitar instructors start with the following:
- Happy birthday to you
- Twinkle twinkle little star
- Papa kehte hain
- Escape
Deriving a sense of satisfaction after completing each song, I moved on and used to bug my instructor to write down the notes for the next song. Day by day, I grew better playing leads - my all-time favorites being Ilaya Nila and Good, Bad and the Ugly. But when the chords lessons started, little fingers couldn't make considerable contact with more than 2 strings simultaneously.
Not being able to absorb the fact that I was awkward at playing the chords, I slowly started bunking classes, lost interest and all the more developed hatred on my guitar sir since he raised the fee from 75 a month, to 100(I still dunno how this can create hatred in a person). My debut LIVE performance came up in Jan 1993, when I played for Roshini's birthday party. Yeah,, what other song could one play in a b'day party - its Happy Birthday to you !!! I discontinued my guitar classes in the subsequent year. The guitar was idle, except when some guests turned up home, and my proud father always wanted his son to play Ilaya Nila before all strangers. Sometimes, it gets too embarrassing!
Turning-point:
Tragedy struck when I placed my guitar at a wrong angle against the corner of the wall; she slipped and broke her neck (the tuning part where are the strings are fastened), thus earning her a place in the loft. I almost forgot that I had a guitar until the cable TV was disconnected by my parents during my higher secondary. My dad realized that I was getting too bored and irritated 'coz all that I got to do at home is only to study. He pulled down the guitar from the loft and succeeded in putting it all in one-piece by hammering a few nails and using "quick-fix". We went down to my guitar guru and got new strings fixed and tuned. It started here... With no guitar notes from my instructor, I began to sharpen my ears by attempting to play any song that I hear. That's when I became acquainted to the sounds produced on each fret and fingers started moving automatically while playing a new song. Probably, this is the point when any instrumentalist matures and the volume of confidence that one gains after crossing this phase is immense.
In my 11th std, our batch was asked to take responsibility for the annual day celebrations. One of my friends came up with the idea of performing as a band - We had 2 trumpet players, a trombone, 2 keyboards - one worked and the other doesnt have a power adapter (unplugged!). The practise sessions were funny; we wrote notes for the song "Mustafa Mustafa". Everyone played leads for the song (!) , no chords ('coz I know none..hehe), but it was a big hit! (Thank god, none of u guys were there..)
College:
During the first year, me n my roomies went to the performance by our college band. Those guys were hard metal. The guitarist played so ferociously that he was literally digging his feet into the stage! I instantly knew that I dint belong there. I got my break during my second year since all these metal guys graduated and there was no band. Two seniors recruited me and insisted on forming a new band. One was a keyboardist (John Sr.) and the other was one who aspiring to become a drummer, and used to play good beats on plastic buckets(Madhan Sr.) On the day of my audition, the seniors pointed at 2 guitar cases in the room and asked me to play a song of my choice. On one of them, I found a guitar with only 4 strings. Smiling to myself that the guitar was missing 2 stings, I went on to pick the other which was intact with 6 strings and played a few numbers. It took me 2 months to know that there is something called a BASS GUITAR which has 4 bulky strings!! Me n Madhan used sweat our weekends sitting near street side orchestra performances to understand how they work - rhythm pad settings, guitar processors used, mic handling etc. Memorable days.
John Sr. graduated out and we badly needed a keyboardist. Thats when I met another John from my batch. He plays the keys in the churches around. He was my second Guru, the person who spurred me into imbibing the beauty of chords. During the inital days, I used to complain to John that I couldn't differntiate between a G major and a G minor, the differnece being just one note. Gradually, things changed and we marched forward by establishing a full fledged band("Music Mantra") of 14. Performed at IIT Saarang, interviewed by a popular journal, sharing stage with Benny Dayal (was a student MCC then), NIT Trichy, PSG Tech Coimbatore, SUN TV Sapthawarangal etc. All along this journey, I learned the differnce between majors and minors, their usage, short-cuts in remembering finger positions for various chords, strumming patterns and harmonies. Once I remember John asking me if someone in my bloodline was musically inclined. The obvious answer was a NO. But he said that music is in the genes, and it cannot be read n learnt. (There is still no scientific proof for this!)
Now:
Lucky to find work for my guitar even after college, I was auditioned for TCS music band- "Infinite Loop". From thereon, it was a roller coster ride- flashing on TVs, corporate shows, befriending celebrities, played guitar for a kannada movie(sang a line too.. hehe). Nowadays, work is too tasking and there is not much attention to her. But the urge to skii high is always there. Mission -ARR! Lets wait and see...
Hey, I guess I was too boring! But, I had to write all this somewhere!! thnx for ur patience and do share your comments.
Not being able to absorb the fact that I was awkward at playing the chords, I slowly started bunking classes, lost interest and all the more developed hatred on my guitar sir since he raised the fee from 75 a month, to 100(I still dunno how this can create hatred in a person). My debut LIVE performance came up in Jan 1993, when I played for Roshini's birthday party. Yeah,, what other song could one play in a b'day party - its Happy Birthday to you !!! I discontinued my guitar classes in the subsequent year. The guitar was idle, except when some guests turned up home, and my proud father always wanted his son to play Ilaya Nila before all strangers. Sometimes, it gets too embarrassing!
Turning-point:
Tragedy struck when I placed my guitar at a wrong angle against the corner of the wall; she slipped and broke her neck (the tuning part where are the strings are fastened), thus earning her a place in the loft. I almost forgot that I had a guitar until the cable TV was disconnected by my parents during my higher secondary. My dad realized that I was getting too bored and irritated 'coz all that I got to do at home is only to study. He pulled down the guitar from the loft and succeeded in putting it all in one-piece by hammering a few nails and using "quick-fix". We went down to my guitar guru and got new strings fixed and tuned. It started here... With no guitar notes from my instructor, I began to sharpen my ears by attempting to play any song that I hear. That's when I became acquainted to the sounds produced on each fret and fingers started moving automatically while playing a new song. Probably, this is the point when any instrumentalist matures and the volume of confidence that one gains after crossing this phase is immense.
In my 11th std, our batch was asked to take responsibility for the annual day celebrations. One of my friends came up with the idea of performing as a band - We had 2 trumpet players, a trombone, 2 keyboards - one worked and the other doesnt have a power adapter (unplugged!). The practise sessions were funny; we wrote notes for the song "Mustafa Mustafa". Everyone played leads for the song (!) , no chords ('coz I know none..hehe), but it was a big hit! (Thank god, none of u guys were there..)
College:
During the first year, me n my roomies went to the performance by our college band. Those guys were hard metal. The guitarist played so ferociously that he was literally digging his feet into the stage! I instantly knew that I dint belong there. I got my break during my second year since all these metal guys graduated and there was no band. Two seniors recruited me and insisted on forming a new band. One was a keyboardist (John Sr.) and the other was one who aspiring to become a drummer, and used to play good beats on plastic buckets(Madhan Sr.) On the day of my audition, the seniors pointed at 2 guitar cases in the room and asked me to play a song of my choice. On one of them, I found a guitar with only 4 strings. Smiling to myself that the guitar was missing 2 stings, I went on to pick the other which was intact with 6 strings and played a few numbers. It took me 2 months to know that there is something called a BASS GUITAR which has 4 bulky strings!! Me n Madhan used sweat our weekends sitting near street side orchestra performances to understand how they work - rhythm pad settings, guitar processors used, mic handling etc. Memorable days.
John Sr. graduated out and we badly needed a keyboardist. Thats when I met another John from my batch. He plays the keys in the churches around. He was my second Guru, the person who spurred me into imbibing the beauty of chords. During the inital days, I used to complain to John that I couldn't differntiate between a G major and a G minor, the differnece being just one note. Gradually, things changed and we marched forward by establishing a full fledged band("Music Mantra") of 14. Performed at IIT Saarang, interviewed by a popular journal, sharing stage with Benny Dayal (was a student MCC then), NIT Trichy, PSG Tech Coimbatore, SUN TV Sapthawarangal etc. All along this journey, I learned the differnce between majors and minors, their usage, short-cuts in remembering finger positions for various chords, strumming patterns and harmonies. Once I remember John asking me if someone in my bloodline was musically inclined. The obvious answer was a NO. But he said that music is in the genes, and it cannot be read n learnt. (There is still no scientific proof for this!)
Now:
Lucky to find work for my guitar even after college, I was auditioned for TCS music band- "Infinite Loop". From thereon, it was a roller coster ride- flashing on TVs, corporate shows, befriending celebrities, played guitar for a kannada movie(sang a line too.. hehe). Nowadays, work is too tasking and there is not much attention to her. But the urge to skii high is always there. Mission -ARR! Lets wait and see...
Hey, I guess I was too boring! But, I had to write all this somewhere!! thnx for ur patience and do share your comments.
Ashwin... a start
Blogging has an immense reach. I know this for quite a few years. Most of my friends are cool bloggers. But, it does take time for the lazy gods to get to work. Am not a great writer though, but still, I just hope that this blog will remind me of the good old days when I used to write my diaries 'after hours'...
I was born in Madurai, India on August 2nd, 1985. No siblings - King of the jungle. Studied in Rotary School till my 5th standard - faint memories of biting a guy who was bullying me, slapped by the principal, throwing the lunch away before leaving school to escape mom's tantrums, knocked out within a minute of some karate tournament, and guess what? I was the proficiency holder for 2 years. Yeah, I know. That was the last time I ever got applauded for my studies.
Then I moved on to VMJ school, since my parents thought ICSE syllabus would help me have a good start. Of course, till date it has an impact. But the days till my secondary exams were bullshit. Many a occasion, I used an opportunity to make a major ass of myself. But that's ok, brighter days followed during my higher secondary period.
Somehow, my marks earned me a slot at MEPCO SCHLENK Engineering college, Sivakasi. "Book mathematics" was never on my menu, so the then-smart kid chose B.tech Biotechnology, only to know a semester later, that it was full of calculations and mathematics. Those 4 years, golden I would say, brought out the real me. Being away from home for the first time, I learned to be
independent (not in all aspects though, 'coz till date my parents sometimes do even the simplest work of removing my socks after work). Hostel life was one of the best days of my life- writing apology letters, bribing the watchman so that he lets go of us if he finds us breaking the rules during his nightly errand, smiling when the warden walks in and raising our middle fingers when he walks out of our room, chasing frogs out of the toilets, combined study, watching all kind of movies with more than 10 guys packed in a single room, each fighting for a place near the speakers, midnight guitar sessions. The best of all was burning the hostel. It was like some tribe festival where everyone went mad and started breaking tube-lights, clocks, burning registers and firing rockets. This list never ends as there are countless fond memories of those days. In short - managed a 75% overall aggregate, trotted big stages across the state being the guitarist of my band, proud to be the one who opened the account by being the first person to get placed in my batch. I used to get this feeling that Mr.Luck was too generous on me. But I console myself by reassuring that my gray-matter plays a part too (Please back me up on this!)
Now, am here - TATA Consultancy Services, Chennai. 2+ years and still surviving. To tell you the fact - my job sucks, so does my manager. The better side being the part of the TCS Chennai Music band - "INFINITE LOOP". Well, with no big ambitions, but to meet A.R.Rahman, life moves on with usual blend of surprises.
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