Monday, April 28, 2008

Zaitz Farm Road - 01 - Little dream of mine

LITTLE DREAM OF MINE {Album: Zaitz farm Road (2005) }
I don't have a house atop the hills
I don't have the money to pay my bills
I don't have a chauffeur driven limousine
But I still have a dream

Now I don't have a girl whom I can hold at night
And I don't have a fire to sit by when it's cold outside
I don't have the clothes they say that make a man
But I still have a dream

Now I'm not famous, and I'm not a superstar
But I've got a song, and I've got my old guitar

And till the time I reach the end of the line
I'll get by with this little dream of mine
- MJ

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Zaitz Farm Road (2005)

In 2005 I recorded my first album. A collection of songs written over a decade. From my college days lined with dreams. To 10 years later, when on bended knee I offered up a diamond ring.

Zaitz Farm Road.

Over the next couple of weeks, I'm going to be putting up songs from this album up for download. Aye mate, it's free. So come by.

Blogger bhais and sisters, help spread the word. There ain't no record label behind this one.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

2441139 by Anjan Dutta

My first words in Bengali were 'chagoler beechi'. It means 'goat's balls'. I was looking for something nasty to say to a Bengali male colleague who was dishing out Mallu jokes at my expense. A lady friend from the same East Indian tribe obliged.

The next thing I could do in Bengali was sing.

2441139 by Anjan Dutta.

I absolutely love it.

Get a friend who knows Bengali to explain the lyrics to you, and you will love it too.

Ashish Chakravarty, I cannot thank you enough.

Monday, April 21, 2008

Bettering the better half

I have finally proved to my better half, that I am indeed the better half. And guess what, she agrees. Or let's say, she simply can't disagree.

Here's how the argument went, and never came back.

I said, "I married you. You married me. So I'm smarter."


Views from the corporate ladder

"Good morning", said the manager.
"I have a different point of view sir", replied his junior.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Air supply

'Praise the Lord' said the pastor.

'Thanks mate', replied the adman.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Beach Ball 2008

Every year around April, the advertising fraternity (me included) makes a beeline to Goa to celebrate its rather pretentious reason to exist. (Creativity is the better accepted and politically correct term.) On April 4, with the war cry, "Sri Scamachandra ki jai", the swayamsevaks dived into proceedings in very brief briefs and with what promised to be everlasting enthusiasm.

The Gods at Goafest were many. Each with a unique set of devotees.

The bar
It was free. It was flowing. It was unending. And worshipping at this altar were devotees largely under the age of thirty. The lure of a sponsored drink at that age and salary is hard to refuse. Ye bar, baar baar.

The work
Nobody cared. With the exception of the odd young man (the girls were closer to the water), a year into the business. He stood staring at the walls, scratched his head among other sweaty places and turned his face this way and that in an attempt to get it. Which brings to mind an ad written by my favourite copywriter.
Ravi Eshwar wrote, “Advertising is like the awards. Few get it.”
And these days not even the client gets to see it.

The main show
The eye candy was out to tempt, tease and torment. So when the seminar halls emptied out, I knew the rain dance had begun. Look at it this way. What chance does a Caucasian presenter of advertising funda have against a wet goddess? Va-va-voom said her most ardent devotee, Archie Andrews.

The side show
Some won because their work could not be denied. Some others won because they could not be denied. The evidence of horses being traded was not visible to the naked eye, but those who saw it enlightened those who didn’t. Bye then till 2009 for more of the same. The show must go on.
Bhagwan Sri Scamachandra ki jai!

Monday, April 07, 2008

Blog and tackle

I understand the theory of not mixing politics and sports, but I fail to understand its application with regard to the 2008 Beijing Olympics. The world's largest sporting event will earn a huge sum of money for the Chinese Government. And as you know the bullets being pumped into Tibet don't come free.

Whose side are you on?

If it's China, you don't have to go any further than this.

If it's Tibet, copy these ads and post them on your blog, and pass the word on to other bloggers. If you're not a blogger, save the ads on to your computer and mail them out to as many people as you think might care.

Click on image to enlarge.

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

God's own sense of humour

They tell me Kerala is 100% literate.

I tell them the illiterates are in Dubai.


Kerala's football coach is in tears every time his team gets a corner.

The boys forget the ball and set up a tea stall.