Trip to the Dark Side of the moon.
As promised I am back to share my Floyd experience with you all.
A hot Sunday afternoon in Mumbai totally devoid of trees made all of us traveling in a Maruti-Suzuki Alto sweat as if we were playing football in the sun. Fortunately we reached the venue MMRDA grounds, quickly and parked our vehicle.
Time of first assessment… We went around seeing if at all any tickets were still being sold as my friend wanted his special friend not to miss the spectacle. There weren’t any being sold, so we started contemplating about other possible ways in the hot sun.
Now I know why Bangalore is fun even with hot sun. “Save trees to keep the feeling for long”!
But this sunny feeling wasn’t there to stay for long as my friends got cans of fermented brew. Yea Kingfisher… what else?? And that’s the end of the uncomfortable hot feeling we had.
It’s not simply that T shirts have quotes on them saying ‘Save water drink beer’!
Some 3 cans of beer later when it was 5.30 the gates opened. For the uninitiated like me it was just being on beer and waiting for 7 amidst seeing nice Bombay chiquititas and listening to Floyd being played by the organizers in the background. Of course there are some Floydians who belong to a school of thought that listening to Floyd without being on joints was like watching Godfather without Marlon Brando.
By the way, let me tell you Bombay chicks are truly worth a second look!!!
7.20 and there was a display on the big screen. A radio, an ashtray, a whisky bottle, a pistol and a man with his arm operating the setup. We got to know that the things were these, only after 5 mins when the man started tuning the radio for different frequencies skipping tunes from ‘Dancing queen’ to some Beatles numbers etc until he hit the first Floyd number. This was the central theme of the show where the man kept pistol down and tuned and tuned.
A hot Sunday afternoon in Mumbai totally devoid of trees made all of us traveling in a Maruti-Suzuki Alto sweat as if we were playing football in the sun. Fortunately we reached the venue MMRDA grounds, quickly and parked our vehicle.
Time of first assessment… We went around seeing if at all any tickets were still being sold as my friend wanted his special friend not to miss the spectacle. There weren’t any being sold, so we started contemplating about other possible ways in the hot sun.
Now I know why Bangalore is fun even with hot sun. “Save trees to keep the feeling for long”!
But this sunny feeling wasn’t there to stay for long as my friends got cans of fermented brew. Yea Kingfisher… what else?? And that’s the end of the uncomfortable hot feeling we had.
It’s not simply that T shirts have quotes on them saying ‘Save water drink beer’!
Some 3 cans of beer later when it was 5.30 the gates opened. For the uninitiated like me it was just being on beer and waiting for 7 amidst seeing nice Bombay chiquititas and listening to Floyd being played by the organizers in the background. Of course there are some Floydians who belong to a school of thought that listening to Floyd without being on joints was like watching Godfather without Marlon Brando.
By the way, let me tell you Bombay chicks are truly worth a second look!!!
7.20 and there was a display on the big screen. A radio, an ashtray, a whisky bottle, a pistol and a man with his arm operating the setup. We got to know that the things were these, only after 5 mins when the man started tuning the radio for different frequencies skipping tunes from ‘Dancing queen’ to some Beatles numbers etc until he hit the first Floyd number. This was the central theme of the show where the man kept pistol down and tuned and tuned.
It was one hell of a beginning to the show which started with the song Mother and ended after some 10 songs with comfortably numb. I really got comfortably numb. The first half of the show was totally message driven; Roger played an assorted collection of his repertoire. The fist half ended with one his new songs condemning the American attack on Iraq ‘Leaving Beirut’ which he beautifully camouflaged it with his childhood tales.
Mr. Bush was impeached here from Bombay thru a mercenary that happens to be customary in Floyd music. Pig!!! Yea the pig’s tail wagged on the wordings “Impeach Bush” much to the delight of thousands of fans.
Fifteen minutes from then, it was truly like being on the “dark side of the moon” listening to time, money, us and them so on and so forth. I don’t remember how time passed until 9.45 when he said adieu. Don’t know about others but I for sure was left wanting for more.
But in all I opine that it was trip well traveled.
Hope for more….
Sanj
Some videos I shot from my cellphone
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1274180708154024674 - Shine on U crazy diamond.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3012064203967692285 - Leaving Beruit.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2538732406883666851 - Leaving Beruit(Contd).
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-145995113808110199 - Time.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6413250912135351466 - time(Contd).
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3722048510618020247 - Us and Them.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7115131752871073649 - Comfortably numb.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3703852242372106841 - Band Intro by Mr. waters
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3012064203967692285 - Leaving Beruit.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2538732406883666851 - Leaving Beruit(Contd).
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-145995113808110199 - Time.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6413250912135351466 - time(Contd).
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3722048510618020247 - Us and Them.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7115131752871073649 - Comfortably numb.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3703852242372106841 - Band Intro by Mr. waters
1 comments:
Nan magane, you come all the way to Mumbai and don't ever bother to give me a call! I know you must have been over the moon about the concert and all that, but I do think you could have have slipped me a call. I would have loved to meet up with you. Anyways, guess you had a gala time! Yup, the Mumbai chicks are definitely good!
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