After a long time, I felt as if I have gone back to the roots of music. It was a nice drive across the lutyen’s Delhi. A drive to Old Delhi’s Red Fort with some good authentic classical music. As far my music experience is concerned, no one plays it better than Niladri Kumar, "Ustad Niladri Kumar".
Niladri Kumar is a son of pandit Karthick Kumar - A sitar player. Niladri’s influence with western as well Indian classical music led him to create more of fusion/lounge/ambient/experimental music.
His instrument, “Zitar” is one of its kinds. He has made some changes in sitar to make it sound like electrical guitar having distortion tone. Such modifications were done making sitar an electrical instrument by placing pick ups and plugging it to an amplifier, also reducing the strings on the sitar. Ustad coined this instrument, keeping the tradition and the modernity in his mind. Typically, the music breaks into two parts- electronic piece coupled with the authentically conventional sitar, making the blend truly splendid.
While I was driving through the streets of Old Delhi, gazing at the Red fort with Ustad Niladri’s music, a union of emotions were initiated in my senses. No other music has touched the soul the way this has. The sentiment was as if the whole monument is trying to tell the undamaged tale of the past. A tale of the natives who have been there hundreds of years ago. The soreness and grief the monument has faced during this period.
The piece “Taj Mahal”, being instrumental, has loudly expressed the history. The piece emotes the feeling of someone who is buried in the ground, yet his love for someone stands so strong till date. While you close your eyes through this song, the history flashes in the closed eyelids. The people moving around the beautiful garden and walls of Taj Mahal.
The Final Journey" song almost made me weep; I could imagine this song being played when you are on your death bed. The music takes you back to your childhood where you ran around carelessly, how you were hugged and cheered by your friends, how wonderful you felt when you grandpa carresed you with his hand,Your first date, your first kiss, those wonderful moments your mother, father, brother/sisters and your love.
Sometime I wonder how wonderful it is to have such music around. How beautifully, it arouses all the senses which lie dormant within us in our droning life.
Niladri Kumar is a son of pandit Karthick Kumar - A sitar player. Niladri’s influence with western as well Indian classical music led him to create more of fusion/lounge/ambient/experimental music.
His instrument, “Zitar” is one of its kinds. He has made some changes in sitar to make it sound like electrical guitar having distortion tone. Such modifications were done making sitar an electrical instrument by placing pick ups and plugging it to an amplifier, also reducing the strings on the sitar. Ustad coined this instrument, keeping the tradition and the modernity in his mind. Typically, the music breaks into two parts- electronic piece coupled with the authentically conventional sitar, making the blend truly splendid.
While I was driving through the streets of Old Delhi, gazing at the Red fort with Ustad Niladri’s music, a union of emotions were initiated in my senses. No other music has touched the soul the way this has. The sentiment was as if the whole monument is trying to tell the undamaged tale of the past. A tale of the natives who have been there hundreds of years ago. The soreness and grief the monument has faced during this period.
The piece “Taj Mahal”, being instrumental, has loudly expressed the history. The piece emotes the feeling of someone who is buried in the ground, yet his love for someone stands so strong till date. While you close your eyes through this song, the history flashes in the closed eyelids. The people moving around the beautiful garden and walls of Taj Mahal.
The Final Journey" song almost made me weep; I could imagine this song being played when you are on your death bed. The music takes you back to your childhood where you ran around carelessly, how you were hugged and cheered by your friends, how wonderful you felt when you grandpa carresed you with his hand,Your first date, your first kiss, those wonderful moments your mother, father, brother/sisters and your love.
Sometime I wonder how wonderful it is to have such music around. How beautifully, it arouses all the senses which lie dormant within us in our droning life.
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