Django Django - WOR
Mercury music prize nominees Django Django became obsessed by the infamous Indian Well of Death riders in Allahabad. So, naturally, they asked Noisey if we’d be up for travelling over to India and standing right in the middle of large lumps of precariously speeding metal for a day, to film a video for their track “Wor”. We happily obliged, getting our shoes stolen in the process, but it was worth it to meet a bunch of guys with the most rock solid testicles we’ve ever come across.
Kapil Dev — 3 unplayable deliveries in a row
Happy Independence Day
"Jagao Mere Des Ko" by A.R Rahman, Suchi, Blaaze — in the words of Tagore
Anoushka Shankar Live at Verbier Festival
Raag Mishra Pilu
Chai Chai Chai
The film is a sequence of montages that shows four different people making tea in a tea shop. A ten year old boy selling tea in Bombay at the Gateway Of India, An 18 year old girl with her tea shop in a mid level town, A 19 year old Kashmiri lad in a Barrista and An 80 year old man’s tea shop in a busy Kerala bus stand.
Through a series of sensuous shots that celebrate the process of making tea and everything that goes into it, and a series of painted graphics that recreate their thoughts, we get four different points of view of life. That of an innocent 10 year old who has escaped a violent life in his village, a spirited girl who has shunned child marriage, a slightly bitter yet adventurous Kashmiri boy who has escaped a false charge of stone pelting and an old wise though cynical Malayali who is skeptical of rapid change. The very same change, that the three youngsters pursue. And all this, over a cup of tea. While the youngest boasts that the British too came to India over a cup of tea, the oldest believes that tomorrow any way starts like yesterday and the day before — over a cup of tea.
The film is a view of rapid change that India is going through and what it means to those people whose faces we never notice as we go along sipping our cup of tea everyday. Tea like the people of India changes with every language, culture, climate yet serves the same purpose everywhere always. A constant in a flux.
Babaji Ki Booty
Samasya ke middle finger pe samadhan ki anguthi, babaji ki booty.
Thievery Corporation — The Oscillator
I was listening to random tracks of Thievery today and suddenly this track launched me into the space. Orbiting the earth since.
The Raftman’s Razor
Once forgotten, we are truly perfect
Talvin Singh — Veena
Buddha Bar III - CD 2 - Joy
Radha teri chunari — Student Of The Year
Foot tapping music. Seems I have lost track of Bollywood lately.
Casa del Mirto - The Haste
Album: 1979. Scenes taken from “The Girl on a Motorcycle” (1968)
Hide your face and run awayTake your pills, don’t cry againThe haste you taste grows up,grows up Lose your breath and burn your home
The Nature of Ambition
I have experienced it first hand.