Plug It In
Leah opens your mind and ears to eclectic musicians around the globe. From signed to unsigned and obscure towns to big cities, this column catches music missed by the mainstream media. So pick up your headphones and take a leap into an invigorating journey that will keep you on the tip of your toes and ears.
Ram Leela Album/Bollywood/India/Signed
April 23rd is right around the corner and that means the International Indian Film Academy Awards (IIFA) are about to premiere in the U.S. for the first time. The IIFA awards are being held in our backyard, Tampa Bay, Florida; it’s no wonder I have been watching every movie that’s been nominated this year. I have fallen hopelessly in love with “Goliyon Ki Raasleela Ram-Leela” (‘A Play of Bullets’). And it’s not for the acting or breathtaking cinematography but for the music. I’ve never seen a movie that perfectly interlaces compositions into a film. While I may not have understood all the lyrics, the melodies sent me on a hypnotic journey with the star-crossed lovers. “Lahu Munh Lag Gaya” is possibly my favorite song because of its haunting lyrics, (yes I translated them), and spell-binding beats or perhaps it’s my daydreaming obsessions. You see, when I listen to this song I imagine the lead actor, Ranveer Singh, standing outside of my window, shirt-less wearing a pair of white harem pants, walking towards me and well, I think you can get the picture… Ranveer, call me maybe?
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Since I can remember, my mother was obsessed with Bollywood movies and while I was never a fan of them, it seems like I now have the fever. I clearly remember my mother driving me to dance class and playing Alisha Chinai’s album, on cassette, “Made in India.” We’d constantly sing along, unaware of what we were saying. It was just a great car ride album. Now that Indian culture has suddenly peeked my interest, I have been listening to this album on repeat. Sometimes, when I am sitting at my vanity, I emulate some of chest movements from the movies I’ve seen. I know, sad, so sad…
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Written by Leah Pritchett