The Video Cassette Collection - 3

Track: C'est dur dur d'être un bébé (It's tough to be a baby)
Album: Pochette surprise
Year: 1992

Can you imagine that the singer Jordy Lemoine was just around 4 years old when this single was released! This video has to be the only one of its kind till date. It will put a wide smile on your face every time you watch it. Very simple yet catchy tune! Jordy's baby accent is the drawing point. But be warned this song is not just for kids. There is something strikingly important for the adults and it's deliberately shown at around 1:50 min.

My favorite part is when both the kids, in the later part of the song, just stand together and recite the lines, "Oh la la bébé, Oh la la bébé" - adorably cute!

The Video Cassette Collection - 2

Track: Ice Ice Baby
Album: To the Extreme 
Year: 1990

Yo V.I.P...Let's kick it!

Snap your fingers...
Tap your foot...
And get on with this little beauty of a rap!

This classic hip hop styled video never gets me tired. I can watch this video in loops even today. Simply love the footwork of the dancers! The rhythm really keeps resounding in your body even after the track ends. Such an influence! Few of the lines that I like,

Dance go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom...

All right stop collaborate and listen...

Check what the girl does at 2:51. Had you watched the Kadhalikkum Pennin song from the movie Kadhalan, it should ring a bell for sure.

The Video Cassette Collection - 1

Track: Didi
Album: Khaled
Year: 1992

The first song from that collection. This track was an absolute rage those days. I love this for the great colors used throughout. It was a whiff of fresh air when I first saw it. Check the beats that take off after a delay in the beginning and his hoarse voice that sounds just painfully cute. With the sax in play, the frisky mood of the song soars through the roof between 2:07 and 2:33. And the rhythm will make you shake your body for sure! Full of exuberance!

The Video Cassette Collection

The early 90's were good old times for me. I was beginning to develop a taste on my own for music, movies and books. It was the time when the cable revolution (the STAR TV revolution) started rocking India as Doordarshan was pushed to the backseat. But one of the channels that spread the craze of music was MTV.

Right from childhood, I have been fascinated of collecting something. Stamps, coins, match box covers from the streets, marbles, audio songs and movies. Apart from the movies, we had a huge collection of video songs in Tamil (50s to 90s), and English, and old Hindi songs too. Those days, nobody knew what exactly CDs were. Cassettes were the order of the day. And my parents, being great fans of the classic Hindi songs as well never failed to grab their favorites from programs in Zee Tv (that was the only Hindi channel on cable). The name of that program was Farmaayish as I remember. Likewise, we had recorded a huge number of video songs from MTV.

During the weekends, I used to spend my time watching those videos again and again until  the sequence of those songs in the cassettes got nailed into my memory. Though I never got the lyrics exactly, I used to sing the way my mind grasped them in that little age. I used my own pronunciations which sound quite funny when I recall them now.

How could  I forget those weekends? Record, watch, rewind, watch, dance, sing, re-record with a better clarity, watch, rewind, dance, sing, rewind, record, watch, dance, rewind, sing, whistle, dance, sing, whistle, sing, whistle... ah! Those were days with real character. Later, there was this CD revolution and then the DVD, and now the Blu ray, and maybe another one in the next few months. Change is in the acceleration indeed. But none of them can beat those good old cheap cassettes. Those wrinkled sides of the tape, annoying recording lines and the grains on the screen, and the way the video appears when it's fast-forwarded - truly classic! I still have those tapes. The smell of those memories stay fresh inside me. I still smell them! I do! I'd love to share a few of those songs in the next few posts and express my memories attached with that collection. 

Truth

The sweetest form of truth is in the slight exaggeration of it.

The Maverick Comedian

Bold and boisterous, Goundamani is one of the rarest pearls in the history of cinema!

Solitude

Being alone in a room is better than being overlooked in a crowd.

Groupism

Groupism is flourishing in the name of unity.

The Cutest!

ZigZag - 3

• If life is dull the opposite should be interesting. To rephrase to follow the standards: if dull is life the opposite should be interesting.


• In my childhood, I had the habit of sleeping for long hours during the day. Still I have that.


• Indian Cinema is growing worse by the day. All gross movies become box office grossers. In the name of high quality cinema, these movies nudge their way into the global market. But on the flip side, their naivety is being exposed comprehensively at the global level.


• People who are experts in coding like trained monkeys tend to believe that the rest lacks the basic sense of logic. Can there be any logic in belief?


• True Cinema should give you an exhilarating experience of a journey into its own world. But, it should make you treasure the realization that it is only a cinema.


• I remember that the first word I ever looked up in the dictionary is Orangutan. A girl who sat near me in a class in 1st standard reproduced the exact word and said, "My mother calls father like this".


• It's not important what others think of you. What's important is asking what others think of you and then hit them back saying you don't care about it.


• Music is inside every one of us. But only a musician is capable of boldly dressing them up to present with concrete evidence. Idiocy and an idiot can be explained in the same way.


• None of the news channels seem to make news about an average Indian who drinks tea while blogging some random weird stuff.


• Somehow I prefer bullets to numbers. Bullets give a faster death.