Dhanak (2015)

A couple of years ago, within a post about the song  “Lal Meri Pat,” I included a delightful version from a then-upcoming film Dhanak (which had not yet been released widely although it had won some awards in festivals). This version consisted of a duet between a small Indian boy (who appeared to be blind) impressively belting out “Lal Meri Pat” and what appeared to be a stereotypical American hippie singing “Let’s Give Love A Chance,” which obviously was John Lennon’s “Give Peace A Chance” with just slightly different lyrics. The clip (which I have posted again above) was not strictly a video of the scene where this song occurred – although it included some of that – but also a trailer that contained some other vivid moments from the film. When I wrote about this song and video before, I said that the film looked very sweet. And now that I have finally gotten to see the whole movie, I can say that I was absolutely right. It’s the sweetest movie that I have seen in quite a while.

Dhanak is a heartwarming and lively tale of a journey taken by two children, ten-year-old Pari and her eight-year-old brother, Chotu, who are played superbly by actors Hetal Gada and Krrish Chhabria. We can assume, from looking at these actors (and from an interview I glimpsed) that they are just about the same age as the characters, but, remarkably, the performance by these two children is widely agreed to be the best aspect of the film. But Dhanak is also carried along well by good writing and very smooth direction on the part of Nagesh Kukunoor, a lot of magnificent-looking scenery shots in Rajasthan (cinematography by Chirantan Das) and some wonderful music (by music director Tapas Relia, who also wrote the lyrics for “Let’s Give Love A Chance”).

The plot of this movie may at first seem somewhat familiar, but in ways it also turns out to be highly original…

Chotu is blind from an (unspecified) illness that he suffered at the age of four. Pari desperately wants her brother to be able to see again, but everyone knows that the aunt and uncle who are raising them will never pay for the necessary operation. Part of the reason is that the uncle is unemployed and they are poor, but also, the aunt has always deprived the children and probably wouldn’t want to pay for the operation even if they had the money, because she never wanted to inherit these children from her husband’s brother. The real parents died in an accident several years ago (apparently, shortly before Chotu went blind). And since their present guardians aren’t going to help, the children have to find another way, and Pari is the one who comes up with that other way (peculiar though her idea might be)…

Their plan (which I’ll get to in a minute) certainly is different, but I’m sure everyone reading this post who is familiar with Hindi films has been reminded by this point of the basic plot of something else. Speaking for myself, I instantly thought about Nanda’s first movie, Toofan Aur Diya (1956). In that film, it is the older sister (played by Nanda) who is blind (or rapidly on the way to becoming blind) and the younger, child brother (played by Satish Vyas) who takes on the task of getting money to pay for the operation that will cure her. (Mainly, he does this through a ridiculous amount of work and sacrifice.) And these children are orphans too. I seem to recall that in this film there was also an evil aunt who didn’t want to be burdened by them…or it could be that my mind is now drifting to Boot Polish. As I was saying, there are a few old films that Dhanak could bring to mind, but for me, Toofan Aur Diya seems like the closest – which isn’t such a bad thing, actually.

But I think Dhanak does have better actors and more nuanced characters, and it features a strange twist of plot that couldn’t have been seen in such an old movie, because it involves Shah Rukh Kahn… Not, that is to say, a character played by Shah Rukh Khan, but Shah Rukh Khan as a character in the film (whom we never actually see) who provides motivation for the journey.

Shah Rukh Khan is Pari’s favorite cinema hero (while Chotu prefers Salman Khan). And one day, after the siblings attend a movie, Pari spots a poster of Shah Rukh Khan asking for people to donate their eyes (which I would assume – though it’s never specified – is for some charity for the blind that enlisted him as a representative). Pari takes the poster off the wall, contemplates it, and decides that she will write letters to Shah Rukh Khan, asking him to help cure her brother’s blindness. She cannot afford stamps, so she asks someone else in the village to stamp and mail them, and of course, most of the letters are never mailed but actually end up in her uncle’s possession – which she discovers eventually. Other bad things happen in her household – e.g., her aunt tells her to stop going to school because her help is needed at home. Meanwhile, word gets around that SRK is filming somewhere a few hundred miles away from them, so given everything else that is going on, Pari decides to run away with Chotu in tow, in order to reach Shah Rukh Khan and talk to him directly. And so the journey begins…

I don’t feel a need to go into the progression of the journey in too much detail, because it is basically just a road trip – via a few different people’s vehicles and lots of walking – in which they meet various people, most of whom are a bit crazy, and suffer various setbacks, all of which are overcome in one way or another.  They do finally reach their destination, where things do and don’t turn out exactly as they had hoped – though whether SRK actually helps them remains something of a mystery. (And let’s leave it at that, because I don’t want to spoil the ending too much.)

Most of the journey is fun and sometimes it is enchanting. It is also refreshing for its lack grimness – especially considering that they are two children wandering across a big area all by themselves and this is the 21st century. There is a moment during the film when they are briefly kidnapped by a child trafficker (who has actually been told by a contact to focus more on the blind boy because he could be a “gold mine” – maybe via lucrative begging?). We in the audience know that this bad thing is going to happen a bit before the main characters do, and when this information came out, I thought it would ruin the film, because the suspense about the impending peril could be dragged out, and then we might have to suffer through a depiction of the peril, itself, and its consequences. There are reasons why, at this point, it brought to mind another somewhat contemporary film – only a British one – called Slumdog Millionaire. But thank goodness, none of that happens. The children are rescued from the trafficker in a very amusing scene involving a woman from a nomadic Rajasthani tribe, who stops the trafficker’s car in high dacoit style by pulling a shotgun out from under the side of her dupatta. And then the two children end up sleeping in a Rajasthani nomads’ camp, get some helpful minor prophecy from an interesting old blind woman (who of course understands Chotu in a special way), and then embark on another leg of the journey.

By the way, there is also another scene in the film in which the children end up interacting with a matriarchal figure who has somewhat religious or spiritual significance to a surrounding community. This makes for an interesting side theme in this movie regarding local matriarchal cult leaders (who perhaps also function briefly as maternal figures that substitute a little for the motherly love and/or guidance that the children have been deprived of). More generally speaking, Dhanak does seem to focus at least somewhat on India’s impressive variety of religions. And of course, not all the religions covered by this film are matriarchal, considering that the best scene involves a popular prayer to the great Sufi saint Lal Shahbaz Qalandar.

Let’s rewind now and look at that song scene again… The “Lal Meri Pat” scene occurs shortly before the trafficking incident and basically exists apart from every other phase of the plot. It doesn’t really progress the journey aspect of the plot much; it could almost be an item song. But it also happens to be (at least from my perspective) the most enjoyable scene in the film.

And unlike the first time when I posted that song on this blog, now I have a little more information to give about it. The hippie is played by a Louisiana-born actor named Chet Dixon. He is a comedian who does some singing too, and  in Dhanak, he sings for himself. The impressive playback singing for the boy’s part comes from Devu Khan – formally known as Devu Khan Manganiyar because he is from the Manganiyar community of traditional folk singers in Rajasthan. He learned all of his singing skills from his parents, who were also folk singers. He probably comes from a very long tradition. But because he has gained praise for his role in a Bollywood film, he most likely will end up with a following well beyond his traditional audience. So, that makes three children whose lives have probably been changed – at least for a while – thanks to the well-deserved praise they received from their roles in this film.

Dhanak is known and praised as a children’s film. It has won several international awards in the children’s film category. But while watching it, I never thought to myself, “Oh, this is pretty good for a children’s film.”  Curiously, judging by what I’ve seen, this film displays more maturity in terms of acting, writing, and direction that one might find in many contemporary films made for grownups. I would give it an award for being a very good film, period.

[Above is a complete version of the song “Let’s Give Love A Chance”/”Dam Mast Qalandar” (“Lal Meri Pat”) and the corresponding scene, separate from the other material shown in the trailer. The video is defective, as it includes the entire scene twice, the second time around without sound. Of course, you can stop it in the middle. Or, you can play it again if you want to look at the splendid picturization again and re-read the lyrics. At some point or other, all of the lyrics are subtitled in English, including the English ones.]

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The Tragedy Queen and the “Nautch Queen of New Jersey” (thoughts after reading two very informative articles)

1. Meena

As of the time I am beginning this post (though it won’t be by the time I post it), it is the anniversary of Meena Kumari’s death. She died on March 31, 1972, just two months after the debut of her best film, Pakeezah. And, by the way, I do really feel – as many others do also – that this was her best. Sahib Bibi Aur Ghulam was very good (albeit awfully depressing), but it was not her best. Baiju Bawra was not her best. Pakeezah was the real classic out of everything she did. And that fact begins to seem quite remarkable when we consider all the obstacles that had to be overcome in order for her to complete it. Of course, the director, Kamal Amrohi, deserves a lot of credit for this too. (And though I love his film Mahal, I think Pakeezah truly was his best also.)

But unfortunately, for any of us who know a little background, the drama surrounding Meena’s demise behind the scenes sometimes takes precedence in our minds over the drama of the film, itself. Speaking for myself, sometimes I can’t help looking for more tidbits regarding how Kamal and Meena together managed to make something great out of a situation that was in many ways dreadful, because of the illness that she suffered as a result of the alcoholism that he, her longtime-estranged husband, probably emotionally influenced (and to no small extent). And every time I decide to take a peek at another article on the subject, I find myself discovering some new detail that I didn’t see before.

In an article that I recently discovered that is mostly by Kamal’s son, Tajdar Amrohi, I actually found all those tidbits put together and then some. So, in honor of Meena Kumari on her death anniversary, but also in acknowledgment of the morbid fascination that I am sure many possible readers of this post share with me, I decided to spread some word about the article here.

The article was posted at Filmfare.com on June 8, 2017; it is The Truth Behind Pakeezah Unveiled. The byline goes to Farhana Farook, who writes the introduction, but the bulk of the article consists of the words of Tajdar Amrohi, who obviously had as much inside knowledge on this subject as anyone. I do think he is a bit too worshipful of his father here and too eager to dismiss common knowledge about his father’s awful treatment of Meena Kumari. Nonetheless, he offers some innovative insights into symbols and other ingredients within the Pakeezah (e.g., “the train is the hero of the film”), as well as relating a lot of details regarding how the film was made. With regard to the grim tidbits that I mentioned above, well, here are the pertinent paragraphs:

They resumed shooting in 1968 by first filming the song Mausam hai aashiqana, which Baba had written. Due to her liver ailment, her stomach had bloated. To camouflage that, Baba made her wear a kurta and lungi. And that became a trend! The tent was set up in Filmalaya and later the shots were matched with the outdoor scenes. Though she’d feel tired, she’d perk up before the camera. After every shot, a unit hand would rush to her with a chair. 

Actress and dancer Padma Khanna was used as her body double as Baba believed her body dimensions and face structure matched Choti Ammi’s. Padma’s make-up was done by Joshi Dada. Her eyebrows and lips were made to look like Choti Ammi’s. One of the background dancers in the song Chalte chalte… was also used as a body double in the scene when Sahibjaan runs away from her nikah with Salim (Raaj Kumar). As also in the scene where she runs on the railway tracks. During the last song Aaj hum apni duaon ka asar, Choti Amma had to twirl around and drop in Veenaji’s arms. That was strenuous for her. Her close-ups were taken in sitting position. The song Chalo dildar chalo didn’t focus on her face even once but yet had a surreal quality.

And speaking of Padma Khanna, that brings me to the second part of the post.

2. Padma

On March 10, I saw some notices on Facebook (from one of the enlightening groups or pages that I’m subscribed to) that it was Padma Khanna’s birthday. For a little while, I thought of writing a post entirely about Padma Khanna, but I felt that I was not as knowledgeable about all her dancing vamp performances as many other people might be, partly because the ‘70s isn’t my specialty. But I did do a little research about her, and that’s when I stumbled upon an article from just two years ago by Mayukh Sen about Padma Khanna as the Nautch Queen of New Jersey (Roads & Kingdoms, March 1, 2016).  This article provided me with a good brush-up about the highlights of Padma’s career in Bollywood (beyond being Meena’s body double) and it includes a clip of one of her famous dances in Johny Mera Naam. But this article is most interesting because it also tells about Padma Khanna’s experiences running a dance school in New Jersey, in current times.

As some people know, I am basically a lifelong New Yorker, and since I am also such a fan of old Hindi movies, I take delight in stories about old-time “Bollywood” dancing stars who left India to teach dance in one of my city’s suburbs. Of course, Padma Khanna was far from the first one. For a while, Padmini had a dancing school in New Jersey, too. (Actually, she started it in Flushing, Queens – in a temple that I have visited – but her school became more successful after she moved it to New Jersey.)  Kamala Lakshman/Narayan also came to the New York City area to teach dance, concentrating her efforts in Long Island as well as some suburbs slightly to the north of us. Padma moved to the U.S. significantly later than Padmini and at least a decade later than Kamala, but her New York/New Jersey-area story is pretty close to that of the other two – especially Kamala’s, if you think about it. Essentially, she left India at a time when her dancing skills and the type of role she’d done most often (the vamp and item girl) were beginning to go out of fashion, and Padma was also aware that she was getting a little older. So, with her husband – a director named Jagdish Sidana – she packed up and went to America to start a new dancing school. Actually, they tried Chicago at first but that didn’t work out so well, so they went back to Mumbai for a little while. And then they heard that a lot of Indians were moving to New Jersey so they decided to try that, and their dancing school, Indianica, turned out to do pretty well.

Indianica specializes in Kathak, and it became clear as I read this article that Padma also felt fine about getting away from film roles and focusing on classical dance. (She had actually started out as a classical dancer, performing Kathak professionally at the age of 12.) That part of her story reminds me of Kamala Lakshman’s. Kamala also began to feel unappreciated in India and saw her film career prospects declining, and she seemed happy to focus strictly on dance. But I’ve read some old interviews with Kamala, and it seems that she felt some bitterness about how things turned out. In this interview with Padma, by contrast, she doesn’t seem to feel any bitterness or regrets. And that is a point made very clear at the end of the article, when Mayukh Sen writes:

Khanna, though, is all smiles. Perhaps distance and time have abstracted any frustration, and all that is left is gratitude. “I was always very passionate about dancing, and I still am,” she tells me, noting that she relished being able to dance on film. “Being typecast didn’t bother me at all.”

Padma has had some sad moments – e.g., the death of her husband – but from what I gathered in this article and interview, in 2106, when she was already well into her 60s, she was doing just fine. (And by the way, you can find good current videos from Indianica if you go to YouTube – maybe I’ll post some sometime.)

So, if you happen, by any chance, to be depressed after reading or thinking about the demise of the Tragedy Queen, this very uplifting article about the life of her old body double could prove to be a good remedy.

 

 

No One Could Have Expected This Loss – RIP, Sridevi

I know that an actress most associated with the 1980s and 1990s might seem slightly out of context in this blog, considering that I was focusing on the Golden Age and Vintage era so much for quite a while. The actresses and dancers whom I’ve been most likely to spend time on either are deceased already or are at an age that makes us worry about how much longer they might last. But I actually have spent some time posting about Sridevi before… She is another subject that I am returning to who was featured more in this blog about ten years ago. And I wish I were not returning to her for such a tragic reason, namely, that the actress whom none of us expected could die anytime soon had her life ended by a sudden heart attack. This is one death that must have been a shock to everyone. (And I still am thinking that there must be more to the story; maybe there is. How could this happen? It is just about unbelievable.) [News received the next day: Yes, there was more to it… Not cardiac arrest, but became unconscious in the bathtub (after drinking) and drowned. That is truly awful. And there may be further news to make it all worse.]

In my blog posts of a decade or so ago, I mentioned a number of Sridevi movies and dance scenes. I had watched some of the earliest movies in which she starred as an “adult” (though really only a teenager, as many Indian film stars are when they make their debuts as “adults”), and I also posted about her childhood appearance in at least one film. I also posted a number of scenes of her dances throughout the 1980s, and I seem to recall that those were actually the topic of a good amount of discussion here. (Unfortunately, I can’t find some of that at the moment. Did I delete the posts? Didn’t I have some extensive discussion here with someone about her snake dances?) In any event, my writings and posts were the result of the fact that I did have some great fondness and fascination for Sridevi, and among the actresses who rose up in the ’80s (which usually also are the stars closest to my own age), she is probably the most significant to me – as she is to a lot of people.

Sridevi was not perfect, and I may have pointed out some flaws. I don’t think she was a great a classical dancer (which makes sense, since she never had any classical training). She was impressively dexterous and athletic, but in comparison to a few others – including a dancer who shared her birthday, named Vyjayanthimala – she really didn’t come close.   But she did always present us with tons of character and, often, terrific expressions – which was actually stuff related to her superb acting skills. (I might also add that she could be very sexy, but I think anyone who knows of her at all already knows that. Beyond that, she was also very pretty. Some might want to make an argument that she looked better when she was earthier, before some notorious plastic surgeries. I wouldn’t, though – I think she was always pretty, earlier and later.)

Some of Sridevi’s earliest movies (as an “adult,” that is) had heavy, dramatic elements, and she did very well with those. But she actually impressed me more when she had the chance to mix dance with comedy. Other people have said the same thing, pointing out her terrific comic timing. Maybe that was her greatest skill.

A few people have pointed out that Sridevi was better than a lot of the movies she starred in, and from I have seen, I agree. But this might have a lot to do with the era that she rose up in. (In fact, I would say the same about Madhuri Dixit – whom Sridevi is compared to sometimes. Some of Madhuri’s most wonderful songs and dances were in movies that I couldn’t stand.)

On the other hand, I don’t think Sridevi could ever really be separated from the 1980s in anyone’s mind. And the ’80s would certainly have been a bit worse without her. This could probably be said of some of the ’90s also. And since her recent comeback, even the 2010s…

It is  so sad to see her life cut off so soon!

Farewell, Sridevi, we will miss you (though, thankfully, we will still always have a chance to see you).

Rest in peace.

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P.S. I intend to post and write a little more about Sridevi – with more details, links, maybe some videos – soon.

Returning To: Padmini’s Navarasa, Classical Dancing to Sia, and Bollywood Raag Yaman (plus)

Padmini’s Navarasa

Unless I’m forgetting something, it’s been close to ten years since I posted Padmini’s “Maraindhirundu Paarkum.” When I did this in 2008, I subtitled the post “The Nine Emotions” because Padmini’s rapid demonstration of that ancient theatrical tradition – aka the Navarasa – was the aspect of this dance that I have always found most enjoyable and fascinating. Since that time, I have seen a few better clips of “Maraindhirundu Paarkum” and my enthusiasm for it has only grown.

It is wonderful how Padmini displays the nine emotions in under nine seconds, and the display of each particular emotion is wonderful too. I love the theatricality of the expressions, which perfectly suits the Bharatanatyam dance. (Here, we should not be looking for the naturalistic acting that so many people want to see in contemporary cinema, but intense facial gestures inherited from forms of dance and theater that go back millennia – and no one does that better than Padmini!)

Anyway, here is one of those better clips of “Maraindhirundu Paarkum.” Padmini’s sensational display of the Navarasa starts at about 1:20.

 

Classical (Kathak) Dancing to Sia (with Navarasa) (in an office somewhere)

Curiously, during the past week, just after my mind had returned to “Maraindhirundu Paarkum,” I discovered one charming contemporary effort to speed through the Navarasa, this time in a Kathak dance. I was not looking for another Navarasa display at the time. In fact, I was attracted to the video because of another tendency that I’ve talked about here before (in my Odd(itie)s and Ends post): Indian classical dances done to the music of Sia, the highly successful Australian singer and composer of contemporary pop music. Among the pop stars who have gained a massive following in the past few years, I would consider Sia to be, possibly, the most interesting and talented. (I don’t like every Sia song on her albums or on the many soundtracks in which she’s participated. But I always greatly respect what she’s doing, and when a Sia song clicks for me, I love it.) I actually don’t know why Sia’s music – especially the song “Cheap Thrills” – has been treated to so many classical Indian dance covers. Is it because of some connections between traditional Indian rhythms and the beat of Sia’s music? In any event, I’m glad that so many Indian dancers have this affinity. (I should add, though, that in this particular case, the music is an instrumental cover of Sia’s song. Like the dances being done to this song, the number of musical versions seems to have multiplied.)

The Navarasa is also the best part of this dance. The dancer here dedicatedly goes through the whole Navarasa in the latter part of the clip while the names of the emotions are spelled out in a large caption – not only the original names, by the way, but also the English words for them, which I certainly appreciated. (I wish someone had spelled out her name, though – that remains a mystery.) This dancer didn’t dazzle me like Padmini, but she is quite good, especially considering that she is not a film or dance star but, obviously, someone who had to do a YouTube video in some office somewhere during off-hours, when the electronic equipment was covered up. (What kind of equipment is that? Is that printing equipment? Or photography equipment? Maybe it’s medical equipment. I don’t think it’s standard office computers – but it could be.) At any rate, as readers of this blog should know by now, I’ve gained a special appreciation for dancers who become committed to doing their art in everyday rooms not designed for dance or performance events – such as the ones I posted under the title Another Mujra in A Different Kitchen. Let’s add this fine one to the list.

 

“Raag Yaman in Bollywood Songs”

In another post that’s close to a decade old, I discussed a couple of old Hindi film songs that I had heard were composed around Raag Yaman (or Raga Yaman, as I labeled it back then). (Actually, one of the commenters here disagreed that one of these songs was Raag Yaman, saying it was Raag Shankara, but this is a debate that I have also seen elsewhere that I did not want to get into. The song, “Jhanan Jhan Jhana Ke Apni Payal,” might include a bit of both. As far as I know, the other film song that I mentioned, “Awara Aye Mere Dil,” was always accepted as being based on Raag Yaman and nothing else.)

Within that post, I also included a YouTube clip from Tripmonk’s channel, which showed a couple of guys playing Raag Yaman AND explaining what it was. Unfortunately, that clip disappeared. But recently, I have found a very nice instructional video about “Raag Yaman in Bollywood Songs.” This video mentions and excerpts from a number of classic film songs that I had never mentioned, including “Kahin Ye Wo Toh Nahin” from Haqeeqat (1964), “Nigahen Milaneko Jee” from Dil Hi Toh Hai (1963) (which is a song I’m very fond of, by the way), and “Abhi Na Jao Chhodkar” from Hum Dono (1961). The teacher in this video, Anuja Kamat, gives a detailed explanation about what makes these songs Raag Yaman, what notes and sequences Raag Yaman contains, and the variation called Raag Yaman Kalyan. She also sings the notes of the raag beautifully throughout.

Anuja Kamat has a number of other instructional/singing videos on her channel well worth looking at. There is a second video about Raag Yaman in Bollywood songs, covering more contemporary material. There is also a video about songs based on Raag Bhimpalas, and there are videos that I intend to watch soon that cover more basic subjects such “What Is a Raag,” “Basic Theory of Indian Music,” and “History of Indian Music” (in several parts). So far, this looks like a delightful and very informative channel, and I’m sure I’ll be mentioning some more of Anuja’s videos sometime soon.

“Nazar Lagi Tore Bangle Par” and Zarina Begum

On December 3 – which coincidentally happened to be Dev Annand’s sixth death anniversary – I made an interesting discovery related to a song in the film Kala Pani (1958). The song is the ghazal used for a mujra that Nalini Jaywant performs in front of Dev Anand,”Nazar Lagi Tore Bangle Par.” The song was sung for Nalini Jaywant by Asha Bhosle, and it is one of many people’s favorite songs for both of them. I’ve featured this song in this blog before, but here is a refresher (which I may use to replace at least one other video of this song that I used before that, unfortunately, disappeared over the years).

The discovery that I made for myself that is related to this song is named Zarina Begum. Zarina was a protege of Begum Akhtar, and both famously sung a version of “Nazar Lagi Tore Bangle Par” that predated the one in Kala Pani.

While looking at videos by Begum Akhtar on YouTube, I discovered a performance by Zarina of this song that was taken from a documentary about tawaifs called The Other Song, made by Saba Dewan. At the time this film was made, Zarina was 82 years old, and she was living in obscurity and poverty. But I thought her performance here was excellent, and I played the clip repeatedly. If Zarina could be so charming and compelling in this performance, what might she have been like to see and hear in her heyday? Unfortunately, I could not find any much older videos or recordings of her on YouTube, but I am very glad that I was able to find this one.

I could not find a full uploaded copy of The Other Song (although YouTube does have an interview with Saba Dewan about it, uploaded in two parts). I did, however, find a very informative short documentary from 2015, Zareena [sic] Begum – The last living courtesan of Awadh, which was made as a student project by Shweta Sharma. The film contains some nice excerpts of an interview with Zarina as well as performance footage from a couple of places (including a snippet of the above performance from Saba Dewan’s film). It also contains a few good vintage pics of Begum Akthar along with good musical excerpts from her, too.

It seems that in 2015 and 2016, there were quite a few documentaries and articles about Zarina Begum. There is a good article in Scroll.in that also includes the performance above under the title, Watch a performance from the last surviving court singer of Awadh who now lives in poverty. If you do a search, you’ll also find at least several more articles stressing that Zarina had become impoverished as well as becoming old and ill.

There is one incredibly sad article from October 2015 in The Times of India entitled, What is Awadh’s last court singer’s final wish? And the answer to that question is: “A job for her daughter or son-in-law, or an e-rickshaw for her physically challenged son, so that she could be taken care of in her last days.”

There were some arts organizations that came to her aid and she did get some government help, so it could be that her situation ceased to be quite so dire. Now that a couple of years have passed since all this information came out, I hope that she is still alive. (Since I can find no news of Zarina’s death, I assume that that is the case. Unfortunately, I have not been able to find any updates about her in general.)

This sort of tale is not uncommon with regard to once-revered performers in India (and there are quite a few such stories to be found in the rest of the world, too). More than once, I have seen the fate of some of our favorite singers or actors from the Golden Age or Vintage era referred to as “riches to rags.” But regardless of the ill fate that the artists meet, often their art, itself, gets revived, and it is a very rewarding feeling to stumble upon such revivals.

Now that I have seen Zarina Begum sing this song and have learned all about her, I will never again think about “Nazar Lagi Tore Bangle Par” exclusively as a song that Asha Bhosle sang for Nalini Jaywant.
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P.S. If we look further back into the origins of the song, that can take us into another direction entirely. According to at least a couple of sources that I have seen, this was originally a thumri composed by Bahadur Shah II, the last Mughal emperor of India. In Kala Pani, the song is credited to composer S.D. Burman and lyricist Majroo Sultanpuri, but I guess that they were more like the song’s embellishers than its creators. (That is probably true of quite a few famous Hindi and Urdu film songs.)

I cannot find definite information regarding whether Zarina, herself, sang the song before Kala Pani came out. For a moment, I thought this impossible since Shweta Sharma said in her documentary that Zarina was born in 1947, but a little later, I realized that if she had been born in 1947, she would not have been 82 when the Saba Dewan documentary was made or 87 to 88 at the time of Sheweta’s documentary and the numerous articles that appeared. So, she was probably born in 1927, which makes it more likely that she and Begum Akhtar both sang “Naar Lagi Bangle Tore Par” well before Asha Bhosle sang it in Kala Pani. In any event, in the interview footage in Shweta Sharma’s documentary, Zarina, herself, refers to singing it as a version of an old poem by Bahadur Shah Zafa without even mentioning Kala Pani.

P.P.S. I have noticed that there is also a contemporary version of this song that was used in the 2016 film Saat Uchakkey, but since I didn’t care much for it, I’m not inclined to discuss it further here.

Percussion Discoveries: Kathak Bols Can Be Great Just for Listening, and I Have Finally Found a Queen of the Dholak!

I have made two percussion-related discoveries recently. To be more accurate, one is a discovery and the other is a realization …

I have realized that not only do I love to watch Kathak dancing, but I also very much enjoy listening to the Kathak bols – that is, the rhythmic syllables that comprise the taal/rhythm. I enjoy the sound of this kind of work even when it is stripped down to the most basic elements: the parhant (the vocal recitation of syllables), the rhythm of the jangling gunghroos strapped around the dancer’s ankles, the feet hitting the floor, and the percussion instrument (usually a tabla). It surprised me how enjoyable this aspect of the dance became to me just for listening, but this is a fondness that grew a lot over time.

I ended up reaching this realization in great part because of an album I had downloaded six years ago via the highly interesting eclectic global music blog called Snap, Crackle & Pop. The album was Kathak Dance of India (1961), which this post and a couple of other sources list as being by “Sitara Devi with Choube Maharaj.” I suspect, though, that the correct spelling of Sitara’s collaborator here is Chaubey Maharaj, who was Sitara Devi’s brother. He was a Kathak dancer also, but in addition, he became a fine tabla player, which must be his contribution here.

Now, I am sure there could be a lot of technical explanations describing what goes on in this album, including names for the speed of the rhythm, etc. I have tried in recent times to learn about the different kinds of “syllables” and arrangements thereof used in a Kathak taal. But this blogger, Mr. Tear, came up with a nice and simple description that sums things up pretty well:

The recording on this LP is pretty lo-fi and there seems to be a musical conversation flowing between Sitara Devi and the tabla player throughout of most of the tracks. The rhythms are complex and kaleidoscopic.

By the way, Mr. Tear said that he had found this recording at some sale as a vinyl record with no cover (and what an amazing find!), but he searched the Internet to find the cover, and that picture, alone, is well worth posting. So I am going to provide it here as well:

I suppose one might ask, why didn’t I post about this six years ago if I like it so much? And the answer is, I didn’t like it as much at first. I considered it a good thing to put through my ears if I needed good background sound or if I wanted to drown other sounds out. But the recording grew and grew on me until it became a real source of listening enjoyment.

And now I might say the same about the sound of many Kathak taal videos that I’ve found on YouTube. Sometimes I started listening to the videos without looking at the dances, and they also grew on me. At this point, with a little effort, I probably could compile a list of the YouTube Kathak videos that I like most just for listening to the bols and taals. But I think I will save that project for another time.

And Now, Regarding the Dholak . . .

About a year and four months ago, I wrote a post about Three Queens of the Indian Drums. Above the text, I posted a screen cap from the beginning of the film Dholak, of a whole bunch of women playing the dholak. Unfortunately, I had not found any female drummers who played the dholak; the closest I could find was the UK-raised Rani Taj, playing the dhol. I pondered in the post regarding whether there actually could have been all these women playing the dholak back in 1951, considering that there simply were so few professional female Indian drummers in general. I wondered if any of the drummers doing playback for those women on screen were actually women – and I still would bet that none were. So, I thought that the film’s emphasis on women playing the dholak was a real curiosity.

Unfortunately, I still haven’t found out about any female dholak players who worked in Hindi films in the 1950s, but I have recently found an excellent contemporary dholalk player with videos on YouTube. Maybe I didn’t find her while I was writing my queens of Indian drums post because I wasn’t looking in the right place. She’s not from India or Pakistan or the UK or the U.S.A.

To give you a hint of where this dholak player is from, let’s say, she’s from some place closer to the countries in the Western hemisphere that obviously influenced the Latin-flavored jazz within that song from the film Dholak. Her name is Chantal (referred to at different times, I see, as Chantal Mangal or Chantal Khaderoe), and she is from the Caribbean – specifically, Suriname.

So, I could have put her in one of my Chutney music posts – and maybe I will in the future. But this music from Suriname, known as Baithak Gana, is probably more traditional than most Chutney music that you’ll hear today, with very evident roots in Bhojpuri folk music. And the dholak is very important in Baithak Gana; it is the drum that is traditionally used. So, maybe it’s natural that some of the world’s best dholak players are playing Baithak Gana in Suriname. In any event, here are a couple of clips that show Chantal’s great talent. From what I have seen so far, I think I would be justified in calling her the International Queen of the Dholak!

Seven Contemporary Covers of Songs Once Famously Sung By Noor Jehan

Happy birthday, Madam Noor Jehan!

This year, for Noor Jehan’s birthday, I wanted to do something a little different, so I have decided to post a list of seven fine contemporary “Noor Jehan covers.” Of course, they are “Noor Jehan covers” in the sense that they were famously sung by her. These songs could also be credited to some superb poets and composers (that is, the people who wrote them), but most people who know the songs will identify them first by the memory of Noor Jehan’s performance either as a superb playback singer or a beautiful singing star.

The release times of the Noor Jehan film versions range over close to three decades, from 1946 to 1973, and since I did not want to indicate any general preference, I decided to arrange the covers in chronological order according to those dates. (There is one exception, though – at the beginning of the list – where I did post according to my preference between two covers from the same film.)

For those who want to go to Noor Jehan’s versions, I am also linking to the original film scenes – or audio clips if film scenes aren’t available – in my description above each video.

I would characterize these versions as a bit unusual, either because of different instrumentation or style or just the fact that the setting and musicians are very far from the glamorous film world. None of these covers are by famous TV or film singers or musical superstars.

While this is obviously far from the first time that I am posting contemporary covers of Noor Jehan songs or other film songs, I have done something a little different here in that I am excluding the usual slapped-together electronic remixes. I like remixes just fine, but for various reasons, I wanted to avoid them here. I think that by limiting the selection this way, I also made this list a little different – more earthy, maybe, or heartfelt or musicianly? I’m not sure of the exact way to describe it, but I hope, at least, that some people like this group of covers as much as I do.

I know that I have posted this first clip at least a couple of times before. This is the one that I might call “electronic music.” Vasuda Sharma calls it “acapella,” but it is a cappella only in the sense that no musical instruments are mixed and looped along with her voice. In other words, there are certainly sounds other than the pure sound of her voice, unenhanced.

Vasuda is a wizard with that electronic music device known as the loop station, and some of my favorite videos of hers show her “live looping” – that is, using a loop station to record sounds during a live performance, then manipulating and replaying the recorded sounds via foot pedals while she continues to sing and/or play instruments, while recording that, too, and so on. I would have loved to see a clip of her “live looping” this selection, but the video is also quite clever and cute.

A lot of people do versions of Jawan Hai Mohabbat, and I once even put together a post strictly of covers and remixes of that song. But I think this is my favorite contemporary version, among those that I’ve seen so far.

And by the way, if there is anybody who would be reading this post who doesn’t already know…the song is from Anmol Ghadi (1946).

Another big classic from Anmol Ghadi that some people like to cover is Awaz De Kahan Hai, and I found this acoustic guitar-based version, by Kashif & Omer, a few years ago. It’s pretty nice for a cover that was done after only 30 minutes of practice (according to the notes on YouTube) and captured only via hand-held recorder and cell phone.

Getting back to a cappella, here is an unquestionably a cappella version of Chandni Rattein from Dupatta (1952). This utterly charming version is credited to the Grewal Twins, who are (quoting their “about” page) “Sukhman & Hernoor Grewal – identical twins born and bred in London, UK.” This clip, however, is by only one woman (unless this is the Grewal Twins dressed in the same clothes and playing a trick on us – just kidding…). I am not sure which Grewal it is, but I’ll take a wild guess and say it’s Sukhman. In any event, whichever one it is, I like her singing a lot. (By the way, she writes in the song description that this version was influenced by both the Noor Jehan version and the Bally Sagoo remix, which she also loves. Of course, I am not posting that Bally Sagoo remix, for the reasons I said above. But Bally actually was an influence on me a while back, too.)

The next clip is part of a very interesting project. Here is a little of the description at YouTube:

“Hidden Talent” is a serial, which discovers the talents in the less privileged and backward areas. There are numbers of singers, poets and musicians who have been ignored in mainstream of arts. The serial focuses on the talent and highlights their skills. These ignored singers and poets have voices that touch your hearts. We believe that God has put the diverse gifts of talent and ability inside everyone of us. Aziz Sanghur is a documentary filmmaker, who decided to record those singers, poets and musicians who do not have a platform to show their talents and abilities.

This video, like most of their others, is labeled very generically, with little information, and it is difficult to figure out the names of the artists. From the continuation of the detailed description below the post, I think the singer might be Zakia Ghazal, though I am not sure. (If you read the paragraphs at YouTube, you’ll see why I am not sure.) Unfortunately, no one bothered even to label the song (other than saying it’s an “Urdu song”). However, I was able to recognize the song as Jis Din Se Piya Dil Le Gaye, which is from the film Intezar (1956).

Now for the second of the guitar-based covers (you’ll find a total of three here) and the first of two starring just one person and a guitar… This is Sujit Phatak doing a very heartfelt cover of Kabhi Neki Bhi from Ghalib (1961). A few lines below the video, Sujit writes, “Noor Jehan is my old love because I have an obsession with the tortured dead artists. I walk Manhattan streets – clear blue sky. Strangely thinking of her.” And judging by this performance, I believe him!

A few times, I have posted songs from Fanna-Fi-Allah Sufi Qawwali. That group’s singer and co-founder, Tahir Qawwal, has had another group during the past several years, usually labeled as Sufi Soul. A few years ago, I posted a version of “Chandni Rattein” that was by a few members of this group. This time around, I’ve found the group’s version of the song Jadon Holi Jai Lenda Mera Naa, which Noor Jehan sang for the Punjabi film Att Kuda Da Vair (1970). Like many of Tahir Qawwal’s renditions, this is very distinct. One reason is that he is covering a song that is far from qawwali, but her’s doing it in a qawwali style. Meanwhile, his qawwali style, itself, is also unique. I always like seeing clips of this group’s performances, although I like Fanna-Fi-Allah even more.

And speaking of unique, that’s a word that certainly applies to the London-based artist and musician named Shabsi Mann. On Facebook, Shabsi describes her music as her “own flavor of avant-garde experimental folk/punk/rock, inspired by her Eastern nomadic roots and rare dimensions.” Within the past few years, she has toured with Ani DiFranco, which is very nice. But guess what, Shabsi also loves Noor Jehan! And she also is committed to some good progressive politics (which I found out by looking at some of her Facebook posts).

Anyway, let’s get to the song clip here… This is Shabsi’s rendition of Sanu Nahar Wale Pul Te Bulake from the film Dukh Sajna De (1973). This is the third acoustic guitar-based video that I’m featuring in this post, and it’s the most rocking one. Shabsi said somewhere that it was “done punk rock,” which may be somewhat true, though it makes me think more of old rockabilly. It’s quite different from any other version of this song that I’ve seen or heard, but I think it works well.

And I guess that will be it for my collection of unusual Noor Jehan covers. For those who would rather see a post strictly devoted to Noor Jehan’s performances and those who would like to see a lot of information pertaining to Noor Jehan, please feel free to look at my posts from September 21 of prior years. Meanwhile, much as I love the originals, I must say that it was great fun for me this time around to explore other people’s highly creative takes on these songs.