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has anyone heard 'black market' by weather report.

ok..now i must go on about weather report.
no its not a weather report on a news channel.its a band called weather report.

after the bitches brew sessions with the master miles davis and some digging and experimenting joe zawinul(spelling?) and wayne shorter get jamming.very soon(or maybe a little after soon or maybe sooner or spooner) this dude with a bass guitar walks up to them and hands them a tape.when asked about the tape he replied 'thats recordings of me, Jaco Pastorius, the greatest bass player in the world'. what sounded like a boastful and PR-rehearsed remark caused them to fling the tape in his face and walk off.but the wonderful jaco was kinda persistent and eventually got them to listen to the tape.
and luckily for all of us..they pulled him onto the band..made the best music you can EVER EVER get to hear and have now gotten all of us to understand why he IS the best bass player in the world.i mean...WAS..hes kinda dead.
hahaha..u know how he died??after being recognized as 'jaco pastorius,the greatest bass player in the world' he once went drinking..after that he was late for his own concert and when tried walking in the guards threw him out not recognizing 'jaco pastorius,the greatest bass player in the world'..and this guy fought argued and battled and the guards left him so badly beaten up....he died.

ok..one min silence for the death of 'jaco pastorius,the greatest bass player in the world'.

but seriously everyone should go listen to 'heavy weather'..one of the most unbelievable albums the world has heard.

im getting the nikon F60 tmr!!hahahaha!!yay!!three cheers to vinay(b_vpk)
and i shall start shooting asap.
and check this out...my designer quit.
yea..designer daddy is no more.he quit under unfortunate circumstances.he is a great guy and we shall defn get lots of drinks together but he is no more on the strange crew.thats quite sad considering the growing up we did together. :-(
ill miss u bro...but for having bailed out on us so badly...ur fired!haha!

the strange crew doesnt get sucked into stories and dramas.he quit he quit.we have a breakdown we have a FUCKIN breakdown!now what is possible?
within 10 hours we had not only a replacement but some 8 replacements!today at infinitea we brainstormed on how to use a team of 10 for design and interviewed some 4!haha!
thats what u call fast!

now im actually excited.after the scammery we are pullin off for the 2nd issue the 3rd issue is gonna be kickass.there is no doubt.we have a coupla clients lounging around.
and yes..we are moving into office space!!ha..eat my shorts!no more executive top-level meetings at pecos or railway station!
and we have a fine comfy lil balcony as our smoke room and we can sure order lots of coffee!yay!
ok for now..i shall go crap.and sleep.and dream.and get up and make them reality!
cheers!

ah...

just imagine if i catch a bunch of musicians who play blues/jazz and we jam all day.
ahh.thats so much bliss.i dont think id ever be as fulfilled doin that.
an agressive solo..a bluesy mild solo..a patch altered psychedelic solo..an arrogant over-the-top solo..some tight rythym..some slap bass in the background..some dreamy keys..some airy space solo filled with sparse notes..some skin bashing..some tight bass drum rythym.

and those 2 notes that would make you feel like crying...


am i fuckin musician..or a fuckin photographer..or a skilled manager..or a creative thinker..or a person who makes a difference in peoples lives..or a bloody smoker/drinker..or an insane traveler..or a committed lover..or a fuckin POET..or a angst filled critic..or am i person driven by an idea..driven by the future...driven by the vision that i want to create??

i DONT KNOW!

and i dont need help thank you very much!



' O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art & perfect our lives '

and we live periodically ever after.

greets.
long time.
i have an exam on computer networks in 2 days and i havent even started studying.
thats very cool and very challenging but not interesting.
i want it.yes..i want it.but i cant tell you what it is.
i auditioned some models today.and the only thing that came out of it was that i estalished strange brew as the definitive magazine on the planet.and the most happening one at that.i hope they were inspired to do something in life.
radio city has gotten the go-ahead from superiors and is officially tying up with us and giving us the artwork on monday,
thats cutting my fuckin print deadline like hell!
i hate lazy assholes who give me shit when i ask them to do work on time.
ok...im full of nasty complaints.sorry.
**...brrzzzzzputttttttrrrrrrrr..****

'as the machine lay dead,
the boy woke up,
and slowly lifted his hand,
and said i can feel'

do i really have to give a title?

i dont know whats goin on with the strange crew. and the magazine called strange brew.

everyones doin their own shit.
pretty good shit at that!

not bad..but we still a long way to go in making it a self-sustaining entity.

editboy will still need that pushing!

i finished my project demo.the fuckin teachers were so bloggy impressed by the project..it wasnt funny.
awesome shit.
highlights of day..the internal examiner just gets up for a few mins and leaves our pc.and the HOD turns to me and says 'if nikhil had done even a bit of work in this project it would have turned out extraordinary...but now i dont want to pass any comments in front of the examiner'.
ok..very intelligent and very accurate too.

if we snag radio city and continue the CCD deal..i think we will rock this town.



"We're trying for something
That's already found us
We can invent Kingdoms of our own
grand purple thrones, those chairs of lust
& love we must, in beds of rust"

nothing

damn it.i have a fuckin crazy day ahead.i have my project demo now.in about 4 hours.and the HOD and other lec are going to kick me in the backside and turn me upside down.
god..i hate college.

i had this brilliant idea today.

i am going to transform the way brands communicate.

i am.

any doubts?

orgasms

ah...good morn.good sleep and nice nightmares later..im finally awake and alive.
ah...what a nightmare.i dreamt that a horde of activists were sweeping town killing everyone in the city.they..in their saffron costumes and sharp swords..and me hiding like a poor little kitten in someone(dont even know who!).anyway now that im awake that moment is officially dead.
my god...what a day coming up.thankfully my fone is back to being usable and unbarred.
and yea..im off to australia in a short while..
and yea..my photography dreams are about to become a reality.i just met a cousin of mine whos in australia now.and he offered to lend me his nikon F60!let the shooting begin!!



'we have assembled in this ancient and insane theatre to propogate our lust for life'

sleep...

today might have been a washout..but defn a bloggy good day.

big fite was aired over the airspaces today with lady-girl-child and it was kinda...bitter with a tinge of maddurvada.

ah...today is devoted to music.some BRILLIANT kickbutt music that moves and liberates people.

go listen to these NOW -->

southern cross - crosby,stills and nash.
here is no why - smashing pumpkins.
all right now - free.
blinded by the light - electric light orchestra.
gin n juice - phish.
love the one ur with - crosby,stills,nash,young.
the steal - thermal and a quarter.
if u needed somebody - bad company.


and of course...some staple ZZtop, john scofield, john coltrane,judas priest and old favourites of the like.

ahh...the day started with some great guitar playing..the i slept.woke up..played some guitar..hung around..got some work done.got some more work done..played some guitar..this time jammed with guitarpro software on my pc..played some more guitar.zipped out in the car to pick up my bro and listened to some KILLER jazz en route.got back..played some guitar..did some work.started listening to some great music.blog.

'the music and voices are all around us'

ah..to be able to choose!

ah..i have found my roots.i have found the one obsession of mine that had taken over my life as an impressionable lil kid.the same kid...yea..that one wonly.
its called photography.its called shutter speed nikon F75 aperture control exposure meter light setting madness.it is the ultimate rush..the ultimate expression of creativity.of course..apart from music :-)
oh godamn it..i need that camera NOW!i inspired my good freind radiogautam(who is missing right now) to buy a minolta..and then i got so dejected that i dont have a camera and that he got bored and sold his for cheap at a time when i didnt have a buck on me(whew),that i actually gave up the passion.the madness.the bleedin desire!
anyway now im back in full force as the head honcho of the most creative outfit in town and ive got huge resources on tap.SUPER fotographers,graphic artists..they rock the casbah.
but what the f*** am i complaining about!!!
I WANT THAT FRICKIN CAMERA!!!
i need a canon EOS rebel/nikon N75/nikon N65/canon EOS elan IIe/contax RS3/blah blah and double blah.
ok now i have managed to enroll the decision maker as far as finances are concerned.and he has consented to get me one.
ah...peace at last.


oh yea..i didnt mention about the rat that hung out on my knee for 5 mins...hahahaha.
ok i was having dinner with this mysterious girl-child(or pretty girl..or brainy-intellectual-oxymoronic-model) and we were dining in a very nice place.its called t**(copyrights bother me a lot!) and the place has no floor.as we enter we are supposed to levitate.no actually meditate.no actually...sit on stools placed on soft,wet mud.squishy...soft....yucky...u get the picture right?anyway...as it looked so inviting and sexy and cool..we sat down for a meal.and halfway thru it i felt something against my ankle.i thought it must be lady-girl-child treating me to some footsie instead of tiramisu.so grumblingly i looked away distractedly and continued eating.after some 2mins 69 seconds i felt it against my knee.and now i was outraged.i wanted TIRAMISU!i mean..footsie is okay and tolerable but not kneesie!!no way!so as i shook my leg to protest...i realised that she is sitting so far away that even if she tried sitting on her head she couldnt reach me.and then i feel the slithering down my leg.and.....there was silence.
that moment unfortunately died..due to a bad case of plague.
i survived..and so did leady-girl-child.and we live practically ever after.

nasty bites of my day

welcome to my home on the web.my actual home on the web.you know here im gonna say those thoughts that i dont say aloud to people. because if people hear them in person they will smell their underarms and run around in circles.ok now having been so serious i shall start joking and fooling around. starting.....now.
ok back from a bad drinking binge last night.was supp to be studying my project but then when i sat in front of the code inspiration struck and i immediately started constructing wierd song lines in my head and wanted to pick up my babe(joe-sat autographed electric guitar :-) ) and enthrall the world.so i drove back and picked my baby up and sat in the loo playing some nice stuff.damn..too bad i dont remember.
ok PLAN for the day!!plan your work and work your plan.
but bloody hell..i have so many incomplete things to do.like get passportsized fotos..bank account..write cheques..sign documents..get PAN number..get VAT/KST/CST numbers..make calls..organise room/life/car/documents..send documents to RNI..study project..make report..oh FUCK!thats a bloody long list of things to do.and this isnt my today to-do.this is my list of didnt-do-and-ur-screwed-if-u-dont-do-and-btw-i-dont-plan-to-do items.
oh god..anywho..anyhow..i gotta go crap now for the n-th time.bad vodka..too much junkies munchies.thats why a wise man once said..a beer in the tummy is worth more than 4 aces in a game of rummy.


oh yes...do u have any idea who im talking to?as in...who is you?and who am i referring to?who is this conversation directed towards?who am i asking all this questions?
WHO IS WHO?