The iterant irritants of life - nasal voice edition
Saturday, May 13, 2006
You might claim that Himesh Reshammiya "is the saviour of pop culture and the last hope of the catchy tune", but it is of no consolation when you wait in a barber's shop (box would be a better description) for 40 minutes, all but stupefied due to the heat, the sweat, the congestion and one of those MTV clones repeatedly playing the screechiest and nasal-est HR numbers. These channels have perfected the art of invading your brain with earworms; each song plays for just the right amount of time, around 30 seconds, and then comes back a few minutes later to re-establish its claim on a mind thats slowly losing its ability to defend itself from parasites. Bleed by a thousand cuts, immaculately demonstrated. It wasnt as if the channel consciously pursued a policy of playing HR songs; it just had no other choice. HR is the God of these small things. Others are discussing genius germs, but we in India must discuss this Genius at producing g-ear-ms.