| Author |
Message |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
I am really grateful to a virtual friend of mine his name is (ANOL). And I want to dedicate this thread to him Hope some day he will drop in to see this thread. 
"singer, songwriter, guitarist and poet" Kabir Suman first self composed album hit the market in 1992 and almost overnight, he became a cult figure, especially among the young people. Over the last 9 years he has been accepted in West Bengal as a pioneer who transformed the modern Bengali song by making it truly contemporary and global. Till now, he has over two hundred recorded and published songs to his credit, including songs for children, for the theatre and for films. He has written the score for 5 films, and one of them got him the Best Music Director and Best Lyricist award. He happens to be the only singer-songwriter in the Indian subcontinent with whom the great American folk singer Mr. Pete Seeger performed jointly on two concerts, held in Kolkata in 1996. Mr. Pete Seeger also did the background music for Mr. Sudipto Chatterjee’s documentary film on “Suman, Free to Sing”. Apart from giving concert tours all over India, Bangladesh, USA and Australia, Suman was invited by the Voice of Germany to compose a ballad in Bangla, commemorating the Tenth Anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall, and to perform it before an international audience in Cologne in 1999. He has recently participated in the first time ever Internet Opera, Virtopera, along with the counter tenor Richard Maxwell and Jane Bogart under the direction of the famous German composer, Mr. Eberhard Schoener. Anjan Dutt singer, composer, actor and director has been singing for a decade now and Bengal considers him another pioneer in music who talks about modern life and living, the angst of our times. Anjan in his varied career has worn many hats and he still does.
Last edited by sur on 10 Jan 2007 22:29; edited 4 times in total
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#1 10 Jan 2007 20:54
|
|
 |
| Thanks for the useful Topic sur : |
| gumshuda (10 January), Music (21 April), |
 |
Sponsor

|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Suman Chattapadhyaya (born 1950), also known as Suman Chatterjee (Bangla: সুমন চট্টোপাধ 09;যায়), is a Kolkata-based modern Bengali singer-songwriter, guitarist, and poet. He changed his name to Kabir Suman in the early 2000s, after marrying the Bangladeshi singer Sabina Yasmin and embracing Islam. He shot to fame in the 1990s with albums such as Tomake Chai (I Want You) and Base Anko (Sit-and-Draw Contest).
His contemporary urban, socially consicous songs draw upon both Bengali adhunik and Western folk and protest music. His work has been a major influence in the development of the Bengali Jeebonmukhi Gaan ("Songs from Life") genre, which has influenced bands like Chandrabindoo, and has grown to become a major movement in contemporary Bengali music. Most of his songs are played with a synthesiser. Like many Bengali singers, Suman has also recorded albums of Rabindra Sangeet (Songs of Rabindranath), starting in the late-1990s.
Suman's primary training was in Indian classical music and Rabindra Sangeet, and he picked up Western folk forms while living abroad. From 1975 to 1989 he worked as a broadcast journalist working overseas, living in Germany, where he worked for German International Radio, and in the United States, where he worked for Voice of America's Bengali language service. He finished his second contract with German International Radio in 1989, and returned to Kolkata. He released his first album, Tomake Chai, in 1992. Since then he has released over ten albums, his most recent one being Dekhchhi Tokey in 2005.
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#2 10 Jan 2007 20:55
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Blues for Bangalore
Kolkata’s musicians 56-year-old Kabir Suman and 50-year-old Anjan Dutta performed with a passion for music that was difficult to hide.
JAUNET GURUDAS
If you ever wondered about the number of Bengalis in Bangalore, all you needed to do was attend Kolkata Blues concert - featuring two of Kolkata’s finest musicians Kabir Suman and Anjan Dutta - at the Chowdiah Memorial Hall last week. I was confused whether I was in Bangalore or Kolkata, as the fully-packed auditorium with Bengali music enthusiasts swayed to Kabir and Anjan’s music. The crowd, mostly middle-aged, looked nostalgic as they heard and sang along, to all those tracks they grew up listening to.
While Anjan spoke about the background of each song before he began, Kabir just went from song to song, making the crowd near-hysterical.
Kabir’s first self-composed album hit the market in 1992, turning him into a cult figure overnight, especially for the youth.
Over the last nine years he has done pioneering work to transform modern Bengali music into something more contemporary.
He is also the only singer-songwriter in the Indian subcontinent to have shared the stage with American folk singer Pete Seeger performed jointly on two concerts. Anjan Dutta, an actor and director who later became a singer and composer, has been singing for a decade now. Together and in association with India Foundation for the Arts (IFA) they brought “Kolkata Blues”, to Bangalore. In a chat with mediapersons they spoke about their life and music.
What made you create Jeebonmukhi (a modern-day urban life) songs? Kabir: Jeebonmukhi, has nothing to do with music, nothing to do with any tradition. Twenty years ago when the Congress was losing ground and the Leftists were gaining power, revolution was taking place in all forms of art, except music. There were wonderful melodies, but the text and structure had no meaning. When I was 22-23 years old, I saw a dead body with a dagger stuck in it floating in a canal. And here I was singing romantic songs, which made no sense at that time. It was then that I decided that if I sing I will write my own songs.
Who has been your inspiration in song writing? Kabir: Sukumar Ray, has been a great inspiration for song writing. He wrote comments and criticisms in the form limericks and brought in lot of humour. If not for his works I wouldn't have learnt how to write. I owe my pen to him, he created a revolution. Anjan: I was inspired by Kabir, he wrote, played and sang about modern times, he was the pioneer. I only followed the tradition he started and joined him in his journey and made money (laughs). Your first time in Bangalore? Anjan: We are here to support the IFA. And we have always heard that Bangalore is very musically tuned. We wanted to see how the City accepted our kind of music. And the Bangalore Bengali crowd didn’t just accept their music, the smiles on their faces said it all!
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#3 10 Jan 2007 20:56
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#4 10 Jan 2007 20:57
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
http://rapidshare.de/files/28967899/12._Sararat_Joleche.MP3Sararat Joleche…(Kabir Sumon) A grayish blue star burned through the whole night Take some colors of it There is no firefly in my urban landscape Or else I would’ve collected blue fire from them Whatever I can’t have in life – doesn’t matter Take the color of my ‘have not’s’ My days are colorless, my canvas is empty Or else, maybe I would’ve paint with the color of future Only this eternal wait! Looking at the faded gray thoroughfare – waiting for you! Take my empty canvas. A grayish blue star burned through the whole night Take some colors of it...
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#5 10 Jan 2007 20:59
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Painting a city blue | Kabir Suman and Anjan Dutt sing of Kolkata in an interesting blend of blues, folk, country, and Hindustani classical styles |
KABIR SUMAN and Anjan Dutt sang about urban life in Bangla and English. But in styles that came from way beyond Bengal, to the accompaniment of a prolific guitar and an occasional piano. The duo sang in a classical style, blended with folk, blues and country styles and to an audience steeped in Bengali, Rabindro Sangeet and classical music. Now would that be disconcerting? But that was trademark Kabir and Anjan, who sang along with Neel Dutt at the Kolkata Blues concert in the city. The concert was neat, engaging, and minimalist. The hated man
Kabir's reading of Bengali orthodoxy is interesting. "I was once the most hated man in Bengal. I wasn't the traditional Bengali Hindu. I was wearing denim. I was singing in Bengali, but playing the guitar. People have tried to dislodge me for over 15 years. But precisely because I've been around so long, they've begun to accept me, grudgingly. If the conservatives don't like your music, they'll say you're not good enough. But I am a trained singer and my music was successful even in cinema. How long could they say he can't sing?" However, to the orthodox, Kabir always has a song or a raga to remember. That is why the Tagore song and the Basant Mukhari in the concert. Anjan, on the other hand, has the young all the way with him, but not their "parents". Anjan loves Blues and Country of the '50s and '60s, evident right through the concert. The blues and country-folk feel was much in evidence in Anjan's vocals and guitar and the typical Bengali melodic tone too. He would break into a chat while singing, explain a facet of life, crack a few jokes, and sing again. In one, he said loved a Jim Reeves number so much but couldn't play it the way Jim did, but nevertheless would go on. And while chatting, he would keep playing the guitar. Kabir began slowly, then heightened the tempo, rendering in a masterly way raag Basant Mukhari, which showcased depth and clarity in his voice. And he rendered this to accompaniment of a guitar, and nothing seemed out of place! One of Kabir's songs was a salute to the classical raga system of the sub-continent, particularly the Carnatic system. "I told people how complex the Carnatic system is, that we are performing today in a part of the country where people know their music. I told them about the great Chowdiah," he said in between. This style of music at Kolkata Blues was straight, quiet, and conversational. The lyrics were about everyday life. While drawing from Western idiom, it took heavily from Baul, Mushedri and Gambhira traditions of Bengal. Kabir says he uses Western techniques, but is not a master of all. "You listened to my piano flourishes. A listener may think I seem to know it. I don't. I am not completely clever, but I am not a fool. I know enough to add variety. I am a folk musician."And he draws much inspiration from Pete Seeger, the inimitable American folk singer who has sung of wars, civil rights, and protest movements. Pete asked Kabir: : "You will sing anyway. Can you get people to sing?" Says Kabir: "I had to do it in an urban milieu. It's not easy. That conviction I picked up from him." Back to Kolkata After working five years with the Voice of America, Kabir quit and travelled to Nicaragua on the invitation of the Ministry of Culture. Ernesto Cardinal requested Kabir to write on the Sandinistas' Revolution. He wrote in Spanish with the FBI and CIA behind him all the time. And then he wrote three books, besides plenty of music. In Germany for eight years, Kabir learnt the guitar from Italian Beltarami. From there he flew back to Kolkata, a city that is changing and yet orthodox in parts. Both these facets seem to have come to terms, somehow, in Kabir's music. That's the impression the performance left. G.N. PRASHANTH
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#6 10 Jan 2007 21:01
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Tomake Chai : http://rapidshare.de/files/28967267/31._Tomake_Chai.MP3Title: Tomake Chai, Singer: Kabir Sumon Firstly I want you Secondly I want you Thirdly I want you Till infinity I only want you In pitch darkness I want you In soft light of dawn I want you In adolescence of morning I want you In calmness of evening I want you In midsummer storm I want you In clouds of monsoon sky I want you In heavy rain I want you In a old street of my hometown In old and new faces and buildings In procession of innumerable tired peoples You brought an unknown holiday for me In urban fatigue I want you In a dollop of peace I want you After walking long miles I want you When I fall in love with life I want you In crossroads, parks and shops City, town, village, here and there Station, terminus, docks and ports In unknown drawing room and familiar bedroom In pillows, mattress, old bed sheet In comfort of blanket during winter nights In every objects of my room In laughter, anger, ego, quarrels and patch-ups I want you I want you I want you With a cup of tea I want you In left and right I want you In seen and unseen I want you In unspoken words I want you In a new bestseller novel In a old limerick In a incomprehensible poetry In “Thumri” and “Khayal” In walls covered with slogans In an old composition of Salil Chaudhuri In a heart enchanted by flute of Chourasia In a forgotten old tune Long ago played in Radio I want you I want you I want you Bending my knees, begging, I want you In screams and pains I want you In DEMANDING tone I want you In shyness and doubt I want you In slogans screamed out of lungs In rebel posters, drawn whole night In slick rhythm of verses In logical reasoning of prose’s In dreams of a classless society In wishes of changing days In demands of ending the chaotic days In calls of socialism In revolutions and protests I want you In possible and impossible I want you In war and peace I want you In this state of confusion I want you
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#7 10 Jan 2007 21:02
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Reincarnation (Kabir Sumon) Jatismar / Jatisshor http://rapidshare.de/files/29823391/42._Jatishor.mp3 No desire to be immortal Neither any other demand I have Only meaning of this entire mediocre life is Craving for you….. Moments pass – like an entire life Regression of previous life Some washed out memoris and alphabets Wind blows through the torn papyrus pages Only meaning of this entire mediocre life is Craving for you….. I took birth many times before Exhaled my last breath in your arms Never could go away far Just to see you again I returned again and again In this mortal world Sometime with the chime of Ganges Sometime with the sparkle of Brahmaputra Once it was Kaveri, once Mississippi Sometimes with the songs of Congo or Rhine I never jotted down the notes of those songs With unpolished folk tune I just sang - No desire to be immortal Neither any other demand I have Only meaning of this entire mediocre life is Craving for you….. In a life – many lives before I craved for you When Gautama Buddha Devoted his loneliness to the faded sunlight I became a beggar in your desire My knees are bent from that day onwards Even today I am kneeling down front of you Somewhere between dreams and reality Be the alms of this beggar Place your lips on mine Let’s make a barricade against the cruel world I swear by all kisses and the name of rebellions My only desire is you No desire to be immortal Neither any other demand I have Only meaning of this entire mediocre life is Craving for you….. Drunk in your love I took birth thousand times You were my revolution, screams, lusts, and …love I died broken hearted in every life With discontented craving for you Again here I am, my love Another reincarnation of mine No desire to be immortal Neither any other demand I have Only meaning of this entire mediocre life is Craving for you…..
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#8 10 Jan 2007 21:04
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Changing profile of audience taste | | MUSIC | | ANSHUMAN BHOWMICK | | | Concern prevails: Kabir Suman at the Bangla Sangeet Mela (Picture by Sanat K. Sinha) |
All the colours of contemporary Bengali music were displayed in full measure at the Bangla Sangeet Mela (BSM) (April 15?22). Hosted by the department of information and culture, State Government, the ninth edition of this annual meet may have shut the door on artistes from Bangladesh, but opened one for those from Tripura. As for representing the richness of Bengali songs, this year?s show, in spite of a change-in-guard, disappointed. Only the popular varieties were showcased. Many established genres were conspicuous by their absence from the Rabindra Sadan stage. The 19th century, redolent with devotionals and semi-classical forms, was also not represented at all. Tagore enjoyed his share of attention but his not-so-popular contemporaries were axed altogether. In order to please a predominantly urban audience the organisers continued to accommodate the professionals, who belted out what may be called ?bas***dised folk songs?, in lieu of the indigenous music-makers. Songs from the proscenium theatre were heard, not the popular jatra ones. The conference underlined the changing profile of audience taste as well as artistes? preference. The de-canonisation of Nazrulgeeti is a classic case-study. The seniors, including Indrani Sen, had their hearts in their mouths before giving their recitals, apprehending a rejection from the audience. Lyrical clich?s notwithstanding, Nazrul?s adaptations of thumri and khayal offer immense room for playful improvisations, which the other established forms forbid. Yet, barring the not-too-young Susmita Goswami, who gave a thoroughly enjoyable rendition of Piya piya piya papia pukare, Nazrulgeeti had few takers among the younger lot. The bard?s prot?g? Sailen Roy, the lyricist, was remembered on his centenary by Anasuya Mukhopadhyay. Her bouquet included Bansharir buke sur achhe tai, set to tune by Kamal Dasgupta for the AIR?s Ramyageeti session that Manabendra Mukhopadhyay rendered. The post-Nazrul varieties of the Bangla Adhunik Gaan had predictable share. Banashri Sengupta has retained her silken touch. A sequel to her Seventies? hit Aj bikeler dake was interesting listening. The lukewarm reception to Pintu Bhattacharya raised a few eyebrows. But once he whispered Shesh dekha sei rate, and received the applause that followed, the doubts about audiences? taste were laid to rest. Kabir Suman?s recital was one of the high notes of the conference. Beginning with a tribute to V. Balsara, he switched over to contemporary state politics, complicated by the return of radical Leftist insurgencies. Some of the younger-generation singers, composers and performers, including the Bangla Band ensembles, are immensely talented. Yet, barring a few efforts to assimilate the intoxicating jhumur rhythms and attempts at robbing bhatiali of its rustic flavour, the latest in popular music borrows relentlessly from pop and rock and the Bollywood trends. High on adrenaline, some of these numbers have created ripples. Singers like Lopamudra Mitra, Rupankar, Anasuya Chowdhury, Raghab Chattopadhyay, Manomay Bhattacharya and even Veteran Arundhati Home Chowdhury are commanding adoration ? definitely an encouraging sign. Will these numbers, musically almost alien to our soil, settle down into our collective unconscious? This is anybody?s guess. |
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#9 10 Jan 2007 21:48
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Suman Chatterjee and the Asian Dub Foundation: New Models of Hybrid Bengali Identityby Anirvan Chatterjee, July 2000 The Bengali encounter with the West can be traced back for centuries; over the last two hundred fifty years, there has never been a time when urban Bengali culture could be said to have developed without the influence of Western ideas playing a part. Yet today, both in geographic and diasporic Bengal, there exists a perception of a crisis, a problem of "Westernization" driven by rapid globalization. How does Bengali culture grow and adapt in the 1990s and 2000s? How do traditions of Bengali activist progressivism survive in these times of cultural stress? These are difficult questions, but there may be answers to be found in the work of two contemporary musical artists; the work of Suman Chatterjee, a singer-songwriter from Calcutta, and the Asian Dub Foundation, a second generation desi hip-hop group from the UK, offers challenging answers to the question of globalization in modern Bengali culture, actively embracing cultural hybridities to create new socially conscious, culturally progressive conceptions of Bengali identity in the 1990s and beyond. Suman Chatterjee is a Bengali singer based out of Calcutta, combining 60s/70s American singer-songwriter folk music sensibilities with the Bengali adhunik (contemporary) tradition. His debut in the early 1990s marked a break in the patterns of mainstream Bengali adhunik music, not only in his adoption of Western musical metaphors, but also his willingness to intimately address the realities of modern urban Bengali life with the voice of a grassroots activist. In a time of increasing pulls towards mainstream pan-Indian culture, as well as a seductive Western popular culture, Suman's music was able to negotiate a path that compromised neither his musical roots, nor relevance to his listeners. Born in 1950, Suman Chatterjee grew up deeply aware of both Bengali music and various Western musical styles. His Bengali engagement of the West was literalized from 1975 to 1989, when he worked as a broadcast journalist in West Germany and the United States. His work for the Voice of America placed him in an odd position, his politics, relatively radical in the context of Reagan's America, placing him as a critical observer in the belly of the beast. He was affected by his years abroad; he continued to sing, and learned more about traditions of American, European, and Latin American folk and protest music. When Suman returned to Calcutta after his Ramayanesque fourteen-year exile, he started performing and recording new songs, fusing adhunik with various lyrical and musical styles picked up over a lifetime of contact with traditions outside the Bengali mainstream. From the beginning, Suman's work has been met with great interest both in the Bengali listening audience, and from the press. Suman's songs of passion, nostalgia, whimsy, and sadness spoke to the urban Bengali middle class experience; his work was drenched with sympathetic social commentary, sans radical posturing or sloganeering. He told stories of the young and old, the poor and displaced, in an urban Calcutta in songs like "Dosh Foot by Dosh Foot" ("Ten Feet by Ten Feet" -- a reference to the size of a slum shanty), and "Petkati Chandial" (told from the perspective of a young rickshaw puller). Alternating between earnest emotion and dark irony, Suman's songs could also directly take on contemporary events, naming names and taking positions very clearly critical of power structures local and global. Calcuttans saw headlines some years ago on the death of Paapri De, a toddler from a poor, medically underserved family, killed by grotesque institutional and medical malpractice after the child accidentally swallowed a pen cap. In a dark song in Paapri's name, he chides the child for her inability to swallow the lifetime of pain afforded to those of her background. In "Bhopal," he excoriates the brown sahibs collaborating with American corporate dollars, unmindful of the genocide of their own creation. While Suman Chatterjee's musical styles are impacted by his time abroad, his themes sometimes also reflect this period of his life. Suman was involved with the Bengali community during his years in the US. He speaks with some fondness of intimate Bengali gatherings, where he would sometimes be asked to sing. His experiences are recorded in his song "America Prabashi Bangalir Gaan" ("Song for the Bengali Immigrant in America"). He finds himself critical of the materialism around him and the neocolonialist foreign policy of the government whose positions he himself reports on the Voice of America. At the same time, he was fascinated by the fact that thousands of miles from home, he got his first chance to meet and work with Bangladeshis. At home, West Bengal and Bangladesh remained separated by borders, divided by religious communalism, their people more separated sitting right next to each other than when abroad, in a foreign, yet egalitarian space. Suman's creative engagement with the West is not one-way, a matter of simple imitation of styles or sounds. This attitude is typified by Suman's take on American folk singer Pete Seeger's anti-war standard "Where Have All the Flowers Gone." Fascinated with the song, Suman translated it into Bengali; however, while doing so, he added an additional verse of his own creation -- an act very much in keeping with the American folk music tradition of personalization, contextualization, of music. Chatterjee and Seeger met in 1983, the two eventually developing a friendship, and performing together in Calcutta some years later. Western music in South Asia consists substantially of slickly packaged commodified pop, coupled with the enforcement of Western intellectual property regimes. Many of the South Asian responses, linguistic or stylistic translations, have been relatively uncritical, and either unwilling or unable to collaborate or export themselves back to the West, ensuring a one-sided relationship. It's of some interest that in his work with "Where Have All The Flowers Gone," Suman would neither be cowed by, nor disrespectful of, but willing to take up the challenge of actively personalizing and engaging with a tradition not his own. While it adopts outside influences, Suman Chatterjee's music does not compromise its Bengali background. Rather, it uses inspiration from singers and songs from folk traditions in the United States, Germany, and Latin America as tools; these new musical metaphors allow Suman's brand of Bengali adhunik to address the realities of an urban Bengal that is itself very much the product of globalization, in a way that more traditional styles may not have been able to. Furthermore, by working to turn his international inspirations into a two-way medium, Suman ensures that the language of the new Bengali adhunik folk music will not be restricted only to geographic Bengal, but accessible to followers of folk music traditions the world over. The Asian Dub Foundation (ADF) is a British band and sound system, somewhere between hip-hop and punk, performing a unique blend of reggae, dub, ska, and jungle. The core ADF group consists of five guys of South Asian origin, two of them Bengali -- rapper Deeder Zaman (Deedar) and bassist Aniruddha Das (Dr. Das). Since their debut in 1993, their blend of conscious and unapologetic anti-racist politics, searing beats, and disinterest in pandering with the typical "fusion" exotica, have earned them a devoted grassroots audience. They are often compared to American groups like Rage Against the Machine or Public Enemy. While ADF is not a specifically Bengali band, their music draws upon Bengali history and culture, and meaningfully recontextualizes it at the edges of diasporic Bengal. ADF originated out of a series of workshops on music technology in Farringdon, central London, in 1993; the tutors included bassist Dr. Das, the students including then 15-year-old rapper Deedar. They, along with guitarist Steve Chandra Savale (Chandrasonic), and DJs John Pandit (Pandit G) and Sanjay Tailor (Sun-J), released their first recording in 1994, and followed up with three studio albums over the next six years. Their audience (mostly not of South Asian origin) is expanding, with growing mainstream critical approval; after recent tours with popular acts like the Beastie Boys and Rage Against the Machine, British music magazine NME rated their 2000 album Community Music a 10/10 (the first record to earn that rating in seven years). While their musical creativity and strong live performances are major components of their appeal, the Asian Dub Foundation makes unabashedly (perhaps unfashionably) political music, strongly humanist, anti-racist and anti-colonialist, and deeply critical of ascendant neoliberalism, both at home (in the form of ascendant New Labour) and globally (as manifested by institutions of global capital). Their work publicizing the case of Satpal Ram is the best known of their campaigns. Satpal Ram was attacked by a group of six racists while at an Indian restaurant in 1986; he fought back to save his life, and one of his attackers subsequently died, after refusing medical treatment. Ram was convicted of murder by a racist legal system, and sentenced to life imprisonment, imprisoned since 1986 for an act of self-defense. ADF's anthem "Free Satpal Ram," and an associated letter writing campaign publicized in concerts and among fans, has brought significant new international attention to the case. ADF also calls attention to other British victims of state violence and injustice in their music and performances. Their song "Operation Eagle Lie" blasts police murders, inattention to racist attacks, and the targeting and racial profiling of non-whites. More recent ADF tracks like "Crash" and "Colour Line" have taken on issues like risky neoliberal financial policies, and harsh global intellectual property regimes. The Asian Dub Foundation's music does not loudly trumpet its South Asian roots; its sound is derived much more from Britain or Jamaica, than from the Subcontinent. Eschewing the tendencies towards fusion in most "hyphenated" desi music, Asian Dub Foundation's is more obviously music of second generation South Asians than music for second generation South Asians; "my favorite Indian instrument is the bass guitar," Dr. Das offers up in an interview. However, this doesn't imply rejection of South Asian culture, but rather, a conscious, critical appreciation, as ADF makes pointed use of South Asian themes in their songwriting. Their song "Naxalite" deals with the revolutionary peasant land movement that originated in 1960s West Bengal, lyrically connecting Bengali Naxalite themes of community self-determination and economic justice to modern day Britain, and to the reggae tradition. The specific history of the Naxalite struggle is universalized, connected to all global movements for justice; in at least one concert, members of ADF have dedicated "Naxalites" to striking British dockworkers. Another ADF song, "Assassin," is told from the point of view of Udam Singh, the Indian assassin who in 1939 snuck into Britain to (successfully) kill General Dyer, the British military leader responsible for the bloody 1919 Amritsar Jalianwalla Bagh Massacre; a strong connection is made between historical British colonialism, and modern structures of internal racism and neocolonialism. While the use of some South Asian instrumentation and scales is obvious, to the extent that the Asian Dub Foundation's music is Bengali, it is Bengali primarily in meaning, not in sound. Their approach to integrating this cultural background into the musical worldview is exemplified in one of their earliest recordings. "Rebel Warrior," written in 1995, before the release of ADF's first album, is an anti-racist anthem directly inspired by the classic Bengali poem "Bidrohi," by nationalist poet Kazi Nazrul Islam. Nazrul's 1920s poem told of a hero, a rebel warrior, offering up his poetic declaration of independence, an implied call to arms for an oppressed people. Dr. Das' rap/dub translates/transcreates its chorus from the original: "ami bidrohi / I am the rebel warrior / I have risen alone / with my head held high / I will only rest when the cries of the oppressed / no longer reach the sky / when the sound of the sword / of the oppressor / no longer rings in battle / hear my war cry." Over 70 years after "Bidrohi" was written, ADF's "Rebel Warrior" neatly inverts Nazrul's equation, transforming a poetic assault on British colonialism in South Asia, to a sonic assault on the new internal colonialism, barriers against South Asians and others within Britain itself. ADF's "Rebel Warrior" springs from this chorus, moving lyrically from directed rage to coalition building for a new society, wrapped in a sound DJ magazine called "multi-cultural tribal dub hop," and British music magazine Melody Maker hailed as "a mixture of phat beats embellished with syncopated trickles, squeaks and squelches." South Asian crossover music in the West, particularly that produced for a Western audience, tends to exoticize, decontextualize, conveying sampled sounds rather than meaning. With "Rebel Warrior," the Asian Dub Foundation manages the difficult task of drawing deeply upon Bengali cultural roots, while expanding on the original meaning, and conveying that to a diverse Western audience. The Asian Dub Foundation is clearly not Bengali as traditionally held. Its own composition is only partially of Bengali origin, disconnected from geographic Bengal, further mixed in with members of other desi backgrounds, and performing for an audience largely not South Asian at all. It is perhaps in light of this that it's all the more remarkable that ADF's music does not take Bengali (and more broadly, South Asian) culture for granted, but rather, takes the difficult road of meaningfully recontextualizing history, culture, and progressive values. This work, instead of being hidden within a single community in diaspora, has the capacity to convey unfiltered aspects of Bengali culture to a diverse mass audience. Having passed through the 1990s, and moving into a new decade, Bengalis in Bengal and in diaspora find the forces of globalization offering ever more difficult challenges to traditional ideas of identity and culture. How does one "be" Bengali in an increasingly confusing time, remaining true to cultural roots, while living in the real world? In their music, Suman Chatterjee and the Asian Dub Foundation answer this question by acting as if Bengali culture mattered, by taking it seriously, leveraging it in new spaces to keep it active, both in geographic and diasporic Bengal. The music of Suman and the ADF may be more relevant to Bengali culture here and now than are slavish rehashes of the past. By embracing opportunities to join up with other cultural traditions, by actively working to contextually incorporate hybridity into their own cultural spaces, and by unflinchingly refusing to allow the Bengali tradition of socially conscious cultural progressivism to become irrelevant, Suman Chatterjee and the Asian Dub Foundation offer up compelling models for living meaningfully Bengali lives in a confusing time.
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#10 10 Jan 2007 21:49
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Kokhono Somoy Ashe http://rapidshare.de/files/29824449/25._Kakhono_Somoy.MP3Haal Cherona Bondhu http://rapidshare.de/files/29826313/21._Hal_Cherona.MP3DON'T LOSE HEART, MY FRIEND
You've given up a lot old habits more or less Candies and cakes after bouts of sickness You've given up a lot customs worn out by age Worn out or salvaged homes burnt out garbage Don't lose heart. Don't lose heart, my friend, instead-- Loosen your voice, loud and strong, We will meet, you and I, At the dawn of another song! You've given up a lot-- that old laughter, for instance; Announcing even and morn: My love for you is constant! You've forsaken your dreams, it's been quite some time now, But I love to dream on even today (somehow). Don't lose heart. Don't lose heart, my friend, instead-- Loosen your voice, loud and strong, We will meet, you and I, At the dawn of another song! Age is catching up with me-- that midnight coughing... But once the cough's gone I am in love with living! Keep alive, my friend, your dream of loving. Wrap tight your arms around the dream of living. Do not lose your dream of changing the times. My dream of Change still never declines. Don't lose heart. Don't lose heart, my friend, instead-- Loosen your voice, loud and strong, We will meet, you and I, At the dawn of another song!
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#11 10 Jan 2007 21:50
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Priyatama - tomake Abhibadan http://rapidshare.de/files/29830377/03._Abhibadon.MP3SALUTATIONS TO YOU
(Adapted from a poem by Shaheed Qadri, Bangladesh)
Salutations to you, Beloved. Do not fear, I'll bring you days when The Armed Forces will Parade before you-- Not with guns, but-- Rose bouquets. Its you, only you they'll salute Day in day out, Beloved. Salutations to you.... Do not fear, I'll bring you days when Armored cars will come Across forests, Across barbed wires And barricades With violins, guitars And harmonicas, Stopping at your, only your Doorsteps, Beloved. Salutations to you.... Do not fear, I'll bring you days when Fighter jets Will shower-- Not bombs or bullets, but-- Chocolates and toffees aplenty, Like paratroopers, Across your, only your Courtyard, Beloved. Salutations to you.
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#12 10 Jan 2007 21:51
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Categories: Some birds aren't meant to be caged Oh! Calcutta Calcutta must is the place remaining the same since ever, if Bangalore is the place happening. A great mix of Bengali culture with historical significance, the showcase of British Raj, it must be the wonder place for fetish of the pre-independence era architectural styles.
Colonial Red brick buildings, hawelis of nawabs and queens, Portuguese, Parsi, Anglo Indian colonies (now dwindling), Chinese drycleaners and shoe shops that are as old as the buildings they are housed in. So cool, yet so much of history, even the kites flying in the sky of the palace.
Durga Puja is coming. End of Monsoon. The biggest event in every Bengalis annual calendar. 4 days of continuous party. The New Bazaar next to Sudder Street decorated with giant Ravi shining her third eye. Throughout weekend people rush into every department store and shopping center for annual sales and the Bengali sweets. Bengalis live for four days in a year.
Land of cheap labor. Calcutta is to India what India is to the world. A cup of chai at one rupee fifty, might be the cheapest across India? Yet there’s proud and arrogance in the culture, merchants gain much less respects. The all night lane concerts, Sunday afternoon on the Maidan with endless fairs and exhibitions, theatres round the corner, book fair, national library, and the kilometer long College Street with book stalls next to each other, hundred of them!
Buses, autos, metros, trams, ferries, suburb trains, cycles, rickshaws and taxis! Syrup taste and kebab rolls smells everywhere, same as the West Bengal Monsoon, sneak into every cell on your body. Strolling along big avenues and tiny lanes from Tum Tum to Hawah, trying my hardest to get into the skin of the city and stay away from the hippies in Sudder, Calcutta will be one of the unforgettable.
And how can I forget the food? Definitely the foodies’ paradise. Still full of water in mouth days after I left the City of Joy…
A Bengali song called “danpithe(stubborn)” by Kabir Suman, just love it.
“The more the bus speeds, the man speeds after it Holding on to the door handle with his right hand In his left hand is a jute bag, he is heavy and ungainly He suddenly jumps on the footboard, and slips 'There he goes, oh, he goes,' pants the door handle The man has no time to die, he has to get up How else will he reach the parcels far and wide The bus will travel far, too, the engine speeds up The man won’t be overcome, either, will not give up the fight for life He falls and he stumbles, and finally manages to get on the footboard He looks back and sees two or three hands that didn’t make it Like everyday, the man will travel far today Who will, in which war, defeat this stubborn man”
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#13 10 Jan 2007 21:54
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
Friday, August 19, 2005Contemporary Truths The music of Suman ChatterjeeSince the early-nineties, the history of the popular Bengali song is being re-written. Yet, even in Bengal Suman Chatterjee remains a cult figure despite creating a body of work that will outlast the next few generations much like Rabindranath Tagore’s has. Much like Bob Dylan’s will, at the other end of the world.
Suman Chatterjee has made the Bengali popular song a powerful expression of contemporary times. This is in contrast to the abstractness and romanticism that has prevailed in metropolitan Bengali music (and popular Indian music overall). Rural folk music, in fact, has always been more real and relevant, but since very little of it is recorded, it almost entirely eludes the popular consciousness. This, in fact, was the great revolution in western popular music in the sixties, when suddenly artists like Dylan and The Beatles figured that anything could be the subject of a pop song. And there too this consciousness came from the traditions of rural Folk music, particularly in North America.
Chatterjee was also greatly influenced by that movement…but much later. In 1966, at the age of 16, Chatterjee had given his first radio recital. He’d become a trained Indian Classical vocalist and was considered a very promising artist. After delving into Rabindra Sangeet, however, Chatterjee began to feel the itch of his own expression, which resulted in profound dissatisfaction. He left India in 1975 and became a broadcast journalist in West Germany and later the US. It was here that he began to understand and appreciate the enormity of what had happened in the world of popular music. It was the folk singers who influenced him the most – Dylan, Pete Seeger, Phil Ochs, Donovan, Tom Paxton…and also artists like Paul Simon and Leonard Cohen. He also studied Western Classical music and learnt the keyboard and guitar. In 1979, Chatterjee began to compose his own songs. But it was only 10 years later, in 1989, when he came back to Calcutta, with a one-point-agenda – to use the tools and skills he’d finely honed to express his personal feelings and those of his own people through song.
In 1992, he released his album Tomake Chaai (I Want You) and the rest is history. His superb voice gave shape to essentially intimate songs, musings about love and life, old age and urban loneliness, everyday struggles and their inherent nobility. Despite functional production qualities and a back-up band that sometimes sounded like a roadside wedding party orchestra, the songs were riveting – thanks to the immensely powerful songwriting. His one-man guitar-playing on some of the tracks was astute and evocative. Even though lyrically Chatterjee was literate and inventive, like Bob Dylan, it was his tunes that gave the songs their memorability. The album became a success and inspired a whole generation of Bengalis to become guitar-troubadours.
Suman Chatterjee never looked back. Several albums later, he has only solidified his body of work. He’s actually got better, and shows no signs of resting on his laurels. Suman Chatterjee’s muse is life, often its seamier side; he has a breathtaking ability to turn anything into an intimate song…like newspaper items. He’ll read about a man who volunteered to walk 25 kms in the scorching sun to get himself a job in Orissa and make it a trenchant song (“Sanjib Purohit Haatchhen”). Or about schoolboys playing cricket on election-day with a ball that is actually a bomb (“How’s That?”). Or about a little girl who swallows an object by mistake and dies due to doctor-negligence (“Paaprir Gaan”). He explores various points-of-views in the songs; that is truly a gift. Even more amazing is his ability to go through many different emotions in the SAME song. Examples are “Aamaader Jonne” where he lovingly catalogues Calcutta’s proudest possessions and “Teenee Briddho Hollen” where he goes through a whole gamut of great Classical musicians, both Indian and Western, who mean the world to the narrator. His cover versions are also special – his version of Dylan’s “Blowin’ In The Wind” for example. After wrestling with a literal translation for 14 years, he finally changed the rhythm, incorporated a bit of his own melody and changed the refrain to give it a quintessentially Bengali feel. He did something similar with Pete Seeger’s “Where Have All The Flowers Gone?” and Seeger actually was delighted when he heard it. “This is how folk songs are born,” he reportedly said.
Indeed, to express local expressions intimately and powerfully using universal tools is Suman Chatterjee’s greatest achievement. Now if only the rest of India could catch on.
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#14 10 Jan 2007 21:55
|
|
 |
sur
Joined: November 2006
Posts: 10619
Location: Virginia
|
 Re: "Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist And Poet"
| Committed to PEOPLE'S RIGHT TO KNOW | |  | |
| | | Letters to Editor
| Give peace a chance Kabir Suman, Kolkata, India
I am writing to express my appreciation of the editor's article that I read just now in the Internet edition of The Daily Star. The very birth of Bangladesh was of supreme historic importance to Modern Bengal. The emergence and the existence of Bangladesh are not just emotional matters to us, Bengalees, but matters that should appeal to the modern Bengalees' rational mind and existence and their will to go forward. It hurts me enormously to see Bangladesh being tormented by mindless violence and a strange brand of hostility towards everything that a civil society cannot do without. I am praying for Peace, for Justice, for Reason. Hereby, I, a friend of Bangladesh, am appealing to everyone in that potentially great country to say a resounding NO to violence, hostility, bigotry and irrationalism. Let Bangladesh once again become a source of hope and inspiration to all freedom loving Bengalees, wherever they may be. Let us all think of our children, the young people who need a proper environment to develop as individuals, to flourish mentally and physically, to give expression to their dreams, and to face the challenges of existence. Let's finally give PEACE A CHANCE. |
|
|
____________ "I am a dreamer,I collect all the smiles from My yesterday,
Neatly pack them into words and hide them in my heart,
I call them "MEMORIES" Music has no boundary.
|
|
#15 10 Jan 2007 21:56
|
|
 |
|
|
Users browsing this topic: 0 Registered, 0 Hidden and 1 Guest Registered Users: None
|
You cannot post new topics in this forum You cannot reply to topics in this forum You cannot edit your posts in this forum You cannot delete your posts in this forum You cannot vote in polls in this forum You cannot attach files in this forum You cannot download files in this forum
|
|
|