Project A - These Days by Nico

Goal: Come out with a decently listenable mp3.

The song to be Anu Malikified: Nico's These Days from her 1967 album Chelsea Girls.
The song was written by Brian Cale (IIRC), her band mate from the the Velvet Underground. The lyrics are quite desolate, but the music is not. The objective is to come up with a Hindi song (whether as desolate or completely different) to the music/arrangement.

Was trying my hand at this in class today. Was wondering, what would be the Hindi/Hindustani/Urdu equivalent of the phrase "These days" ? Would it be "Yeh din" "Yeh pal" "In din/dino" "Iss samay" or my fav candidate so far "Aaj Kal"? Any help would be appreciated!

The original lyrics are below:

I've been out walking
I don't do too much talking
These days, these days.
These days I seem to think a lot
About the things that I forgot to do
And all the times I had the chance to.

I've stopped my rambling,
I don't do too much gambling
These days, these days.
These days I seem to think about
How all the changes came about my ways
And I wonder if I'll see another highway.

I had a lover,
I don't think I'll risk another
These days, these days.
And if I seem to be afraid
To live the life that I have made in song
It's just that I've been losing so long.
La la la la la, la la.

I've stopped my dreaming,
I won't do too much scheming
These days, these days.
These days I sit on corner stones
And count the time in quarter tones to ten.
Please don't confront me with my failures,
I had not forgotten them.

You can listen to the original song here: www.megaupload.com/?d=ZU4T4R5T

These boots are made for walking...

Hello blog world. I don't do thee as much as I used to.
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Drums. And beats. There is something very primal about beats and music - maybe its mathematical. Is the octave scale as obvious as Base 10 or Binary? Is there a pi in music.. our very own 3.141529..... ? Rationals and Irrationals? Real and Complex?

But back to the drums. Beating a stick against a log would have resulted in the world's first drummers.. some thousands of years ago, and the this monkey would have discovered rhythm, and how the brain processes beats, and likes them. Then this snooty pansy would have also discovered scales and thus begot Mozart (and Pussycat Dolls).

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I am 26 and it feels really old when I think about it, for I's still rather be stuck in the late 90s. Not really. I like where I am.

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On the other hand, I have fingers.

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(yes that was a PJ from the late 90s)

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Revisiting the old you is nice surprise most of the times. One can learn a lot from that that lad. Like scribbling and doodling juvenile on the back of your notebook. And it felt really really good.

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uh yeah, thats a pic of my shoes in the blog pic above. And I do need to go for that jog.

Being Walter Mitty

http://www.all-story.com/issues.cgi?action=show_story&story_id=100

Dreaming (and dreaming in a way in which one is a character in some sort of long running motion picture or TV show.. a View-per-will TV show) has always come easy to me. Wonder of wonder that there is a character is literature who's famous (rather, infamous) for the same. I believe there is a little bit of a Walter Mitty in all of us.

Of course, some have a lot more of it than others...

Bade Achchhe Lagte Hain

One of the loveliest songs I have heard in recent times. Who knew growing old would be so good :)

Marine Drive and a phonecam

Before my time...

Was reading about the new microblogging (Twitter) phenom, in which junta may use SMS's to blog.

back in summer 2002, while I was busy creating 'Enter the Freshman', I also got a cell phone and a Dolpin (MTNL) prepaid connection. At that time, the billing facility was extremely screwed and certain Dolphin customers could SMS for free. I was one of these. After exhausting the jokes and other crap from Indiatimes and Rediff (8888 and 7333), I discovered that one could send emails using SMS via the indiatimes gateway. Thus was born my mblog project.

I had coded a scipt that would run on logging into my Aerospace account, scan my mailbox from emails from my number, and paste these to a text file that acted as my blog.

I was searching for how to create a daemon on the Aero server, but lost interest, specially after Dolphin got its billing right.

Maybe the same service exists still, and one can update blogger accounts via email.. and thus the world will always be aware of whatever you want it to be aware of.

Thus, a timepass project of 2002 was the new phenom of 2007. Wah wah!

Now I know what Baird felt like.... (ego to dekho munde da!)

Weary

Writing short blog posts is symptomatic of a vacuous, malignant weariness that results in trying to graft words with any semblance of coherence. Pitiable. Pitiful. Pitiless. Piti much yeh hi hai...

Fear

Whenever I hear or read some particular words... Stochastic.. Parametric.. Eigenvalues.. etc, I break into a cold sweat. An engineer by training, I should welcome these like old school friends.

Maybe the analogy tells a lot more than it is meant to. I seldom make the required effort to meet old connections. It is not right to get this annoyed with the interruption in solid routine.

from the Gita...

Movement

Bangalore. Mumbai. And then where? (figuratively speaking)

But its good to be out and about!