By Harry Chops a.k.a Harish Chopra
Even God loves good music! As the D-day approached, the scorching heat of Delhi surrendered and the heavens opened up. When we woke up on the 16th, it was raining and it continued for the whole day. We were now scared as the location we had zeroed in was an open sitting Cafe Coffee Day (CCD Taj-Chanakya Puri)bang opposite theTaj Mahal Hotel. However, as evening approached, it became a perfect setting.
All eyes were now set to see fellow Muzibians who had never met each other (except a few). The excitement was great and every one was looking forward to this as evident by the phone calls being exchanged between them.
Here is the link to the awesome pics.
One of the videos with Amit and gang
When Neha and Harry reached the destination at around 7 PM, Shubham was the first one to be sighted. No great efforts in recongnizing each other though meeting for the first time. Within no time, there was a hetrogeneous group (of 13-14 guys) of homogeneous Muzibians. So finally after some convincing to be done with CCD staff, we managed a corner space for us, which could sit us all. Everybofy gave a brief ‘intro’ and voices and names got faces and expressions. It was fun to know the people you already knew through Muziboo! There were guys coming from different professions and few of them full time into music. One of them, Amit Yadav started with some useful tips on recording techniques. thanks mate! The Guitars carried along were put to best use and slowly everybody got into mood. An array of songs right from Kishore da, Lucky Ali, Palash Sen and Pink Floyd were all in waiting to find right vocals. Nandu, Neha, Jane, Harry, Amit, Saurabh, Shubham, Prateek and all others participated with best of their skills. Prateek and Saurabh displayed their guitar playing skills. Way to go brothers! keep it up!
We took Rakesh Baro on line for a special yodling act by him and some of Kishore da’s all time greats in his powerful voice. Thanks buddy!
I must also mention that the mango people (aam aadmi) present around us thoroghly enjoyed and they appreciated all our efforts with lots of cheers and clapping. There were regular photo shoots between the sessions.
Supposed to be an hour of jamming session extended well into the night. ”Music knows no boundaries” was felt by all of that day. The deadly meet was finally declared closed at around 10 PM. Each of us went back with promise to make such special sessions more frequent.
Great coffee and greater music savoured by all