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A Tribute to Naushad Ali

What good is a blog if not as a diversion from grading?

Warning: lots of music links, and no knitting. The italicized links are direct links to music files.

One of the greatest Hindi film music composers and one of my favourites, Naushad Ali passed away last week. I have been reminiscing and talking about his songs to a lot of my friends since then and a lot of his songs are playing about in my head (and on my music system).

Naushad was my father’s favourite too (for all his inability to string a single sentence of Hindi together, my father is a big Hindi film and film music buff) and I still remember us buying the cassette album of Mother India, and then Gunga Jumna and listening to them together. These two are the albums that make the best use of Gangetic folk music traditions and are among his best ever, especially Dukh bhare din, O Gadiwale and Holi Ayi re Kanhayi from Mother India and the wonderful, wonderful Nain Lad Jaihen from Gunga Jumna. Which others to choose? There’s Dhoondo re Sajna and the less known O Chhaliya re Chhaliya from Gunga Jumna too.

Naushad was very successful in adapting these folk tunes of eastern UP to larger, orchestral compositions. One of the things I love about his songs are the interludes between stanzas, or even between lines: small pieces that link up different lines, sometimes helping the singer up to the note where the stanza’s about to begin and sometimes as counterpoints to the main tunes, often sung by a chorus.

But he was also known as the "classical" composer, someone who adapted Hindustani classical ragas to film songs. Here the examples are numerous: many of the songs from Kohinoor,  Baiju Bawra (although not a raga based one, my favourite is Jhoole mein pawan ke) and Dil Diya Dard Liya, Mughal-e-Azam (Latabai’s sublime Mohe Panghat Pe in raga Piloo)… He also made extensive use of the piano and what, for the lack of a better word, I’m going to call a western-style chorus (am sure it has a technical name but don’t know what it is). Of the gazillion Hindi songs heroes have sung at the piano, one of the best ever is from Naushad’s masterpiece album, Mere Mehboob: Ae Husn Zara Jaag. (So what if it was the awfully wooden Rajendra Kumar mouthing the words?)

Of course, I haven’t even talked about the decade of the 1940s, when he actually began composing: Andaz (I am no fan of Mukesh, but this one has two great songs by him); Awaz de Kahan Hai from Anmol Ghadi, and many many more. But I think my favourites really begin with the 1950s, probably with Uran Khatola and Aan. (Check out Lata’s Aaj mere man me sakhi, it is so beautiful.)

For me, Hindi film music pretty much died out by 1975. The 1950s decade is glorious, and although there are many composers jostling for genius status, Naushad had a very distinctive style and signature. His were some of the earliest songs I remember listening to obsessively, and I still love most of them, know all the soundtracks by heart.  Even though the songs remain and will not really change with his death, it still feels sad to learn about his passing.

Coming up for air

Not much progress to show here because I’m in grading and submission hell. I whiled the month of April away and now a couple of deadlines are biting me where it hurts, plus I realised last night that the deadline for turning in final grades is not next Monday but this Friday. So I have 40 bluebooks and 15 graduate final papers to read and grade by Wednesday night, because Thursday I have to go to a conference out of state.

How did I ever get myself into this mess? Point being that not much knitting is going to get done in the next week or so. Nor over the summer, really, but I’ll keep that one for later..

More to the point, why did I start this project? Someone out there has knit *nine* of these Clapotis scarves and I cannot bring myself to finish even one. It’s the sheer monotony of it, which the dropped stitches don’t alleviate for me. But I have to finish it by month’s end to give it as a gift. Funny how stockinette socks never seem this monotonous.

Well, today I have three hours of exam proctoring to get through and a long train ride on Thursday. Hopefully I can get some done then.