It's been a busy couple of days. I played a new year's eve gig with the Wet City Rockers reggae band, at the Alpental resort of the ski area at Snoqualmie Pass. The house was packed and we had a lot of fun. Fortunately the weather was mild, so the drive up and back from Seattle was easy. But is was a very late night of couse - 3:30 AM when I finally got myself home.
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On today, New Year's Day, I went and saw my friend Immaneni Ashok perform Carnatic Indian vocal music. The theme of his concert was the god Rama, and he sang a six-part composition depicting the highlights of the story of Rama, called the Ramayana. He also sang a couple of other ragas. He had a very good violinist named Raman Iyer with him and a younger guy named Karthik Gopalratnam playing the rhythmic accompaniment on mridangam . Very good musicians.
I ran into my good friends Subhan and Shanti there and we all meditated to the music. Shanti's mother was there too, and she enjoyed the concert although it was quite a bit different from the western operas that she attends. We went to a South Indian restaurant afterwards in Bellevue, and I rounded out the night with a Bollywood movie rental that I will watch after I make this post.
Thusrday night I recorded some keyboard tracks for Sanjeev and Chandana. I went over there with Tony and it was good. They're good folks and very good musicians. They have a wonderful little boy, two years old, named Zev.
I case you haven't figured it out yet, the culture of India is a major influence on me. I had a Buddhist monk give me a past life reading many years ago, and he said the majority of my recent incarnations were in India, Tibet, and he also said I was alive at the time of Confucius, although I was not a direct student. Who knows whether that's all true or not. All I know is that when I was preparing for my trip to India in the 1990's, everyone weas warning me of the massive culture shock I would experience. Nothing of the sort happened. India felt like a homecoming for me, and I had never physically been there. Go figure.