gre SHAMBOLLIC: January 2007 gk

Monday, January 29, 2007

I have a tiny bubble of criticism on just one crumb of one lyric, but I like the great sound and wonderful acheivement here(!), so here's presenting: Manoj Jacob and his one-man band Shoestring. You can listen some free downloads of his music there. Have heard of him before but zis news came to me via sloganmurugan, the larger-than-life flailing shutterpup :D
And I dont like the way blogger shunted all users to forcibly sign in with google forthwith. obviously its google's canniving at work. as someone i know would put it 'aaaiy. wtf?' i might just go forever to wordfuckingpress. already i'm getting joomla done thankyou. so its me own bloody website from now on. soon.
posted by Finny Forever at 2:10 PM 2 comments

Saturday, January 27, 2007

And that's the way I love it

fire turns white trash to flyash
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Monday, January 22, 2007

Galleon Gallatta and the Regatta called Fear

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Friday, January 12, 2007

Been ages since i got to my music collection. and i found i cant stand any of it. instrumentals better than song. carnatic more convincing vocals. But this guy in pic, i still respect and like.
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Monday, January 01, 2007

Saketh: We haven't forgetten

The Deccan article on Saketh Rajan's encounter death in Chikmagalur still hangs in my room. It's been hanging there for 2 years. Feb 06 will be his death anniversary. Believe you can still get his much respected volumes on the history of Karnataka - Making History (1&2). Mysore boy Saketh (Saki), grad from Maharaja's College, Mysore and a gold medallist from IIMC, had also jointly authored the book 'Newspaper in the Framework of Space: Mysore's Urban Press' right after graduation. He was responsible for exposing the Rare Earth Material Plant that was coming up near Mysore for the enrichment of Uranium without the knowledge of the area community.
Back when I had a blog called Isthmus of Ignatz, I had put this thing on his death. And then that post got crowded out by some other frivolous posts. So maybe it wasn't entirely clear how much I attached to him and his choices, and ofcourse all the people who continue to work as he did.

*Guys, you'll have to excuse me. I am going to be filling out this post very slowly, asmwen I have the energy and time. By the time of his anniversary I expect this too be as complete as it can get.
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what i did on midnight crack:
went to the terrace and watched the highup and sparkling firework affairs and thought it was one of those great just creation things: shining on the rich, the poor, the suspended middleclass, and the nobodies, homeless. I think the last enjoy it the best. these highup fireworks are beautiful and usually collective afairs in the pottery road and cgarden area that usually puts up these affairs. I watched and there were some single men also watching on their single terraces. Then I watered my dad's plants, watched the highups again. The 3/4 moon remained. I came down, turned the radio on, and typed this.
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