The Neural Map-Work of A Devolved ART-SCIENCE
Kvetch: The OED defines the word ‘kvetch’ as ‘to complain about something all the time,’ now what brings my wit, emotional intelligence and mental capacity to an oft-repeated claim is that the state of our nation embroiled in natural, social, political, national and international quagmire. The reader’s mind should be put to ease – – we have, if I am not thinking aloud, much to cheer about after years of Indo-Pak populace nuking each other out to oblivion; decades of civil strife taking the lifeblood out of a tiny island nation – the land of the Emerald Pearl – Sri Lanka …… infighting, ethnic insurgency, over-the-top South Indian silver-screen demi-gods romancing and chasing half-witted, half-aged demure damsels, over-hyped cricket-mad — sports-scene taking the centre-stage in the broadest of broadsheets of world news papers. Just to put matters in its length & breadth of this diatribe –
WE HAVE A PHENOMENON, CRISS-CROSSING IN THE LAND OF THE ROYAL BENGAL TIGER.
Fixated-insinuation or rather a self-fulfilling prophecy: the importation of a culture from a bygone era. In the land of sitar, sarod, dhol and tabla does not homogenize into a well-balanced formulaic melody. For starters, we have given the world a hefty dose of trade of the finest fabric – Muslin (cloth spun out of the finest and sturdy cotton), believed to be so fine it could be folded into a match-box, thenceforth culture of fashion was eked out from our very land, being at the fore-front for long: until a nascent period took its toll. Deeply silhouetted in the realms of the Bengali culture is a magical language we all endearingly follow as pilgrims seeking retribution and redemption: simultaneously creating transposed domains and the transmogrified digital spaces could not help but augur the organic crystallization of a new bass-line to cater to new forms of thought-provoking art-scape.
Lo & Behold
Very biblical, the reader might infer — I am to etch out a phenomenon that has DHAKAITES by storm — a musical extravanga, a bonanza of sorts, as an addendum to our daily reprimands of mechanized life( pun intended)!!!!
The Labyrinthine Acuity
The trajectory of the bedroom veat producer is on the rise, as evidenced by the huge release and daily turnouts in the popular music portals and file-sharing platforms as diverse in group-collective as Soundcloud, ipso facto – rank newbie churning out tune after tune in the comfort of their homes, i.e. idiot savants defying the limbic system to heterogenize a perpetual motion of structured sounds, vibes emanating out of the most simple plug ‘n play instruments, is it noise or music or the mathematics of melodies, notes and engineered consent ? —- wonder if Mozart and Beethoven would have been outraged by the wanton iconoclasm at these triumphant non-puritans…..(sic)…..
Humanoid Humdrum/Metaphysical Mainstay
According to the bigwigs of sociology ~ what one needs to do to gauge how a nation is faring in its multi-layered fabric of cultural activity is ~ per se — delve into the collier spectrum of performing arts: as much as we hate to admit that electronic music is neither performing nor a visual art or for that matter; a cognizant manifestation of the creator/producer. I for one would love to differ on the notion of a benign thought by contemplating the fact from the top and the surface the whole sound-to-music game may be bereft of an articulate imagination , but here lies the beauty, the language of electronic music is all about 0s & 1s, cognitive coagulation, jump-started, provoked energy in motion, nevertheless, a slice from any mark of the track would take the listener into the psyche of the artist, the beginning and the ending would provide them with SUM TO WHOLE experience/delirium. Litany aside, with or without lyrics, the aesthetics of the portraiture, oeuvre and last but not the least, de-formulated rendition in what precisely the producer/artist is trying to say remains for a true-blue listeners’ imaginarium : cog its wheels.
Could electronic music be the clarion call for a new horizon of modernity’s mindscape, I say it could, because if a country’s cultural fulcrum is balanced, it might in the not so distant future be a fledgling reality for tools as broad as diplomacy, rapprochement and if I’m not speaking off the top of my head; not turn nations always finding themselves at the receiving end of ethnic cleansing, war-torn, self-inflicting damage — a Geo-poltical petri-dish for advanced , civilized group of elite economies. In all the chaos, amidst the rubble of debris, a budding half-Picasso , a dash of Gibran , a cent-per-cent Nazrul , and a mercurial Moroder is likely to be discovered. Where is the pragmatist in me taking a beating, initially I will, but eventually my happy healthy heart says …….. if there is a beat as relevant, rational to pervade conduits and inner sanctums of the socio-economic anima.
Denazifying Valium moms and Viagra dads
Heaped in moribund societal stratagems shaping nations and nationalities, sophists and stoics, free-riders and toned-down totalitarians, playing havoc with set ideologies, wrecking a discreet charm only to make-do with their perturbed feelings: missing in essence that plurality is only and if only possible when manacles of human thought or creativity is allowed to fire in all four cylinders, the literature and phraseology of sound, punctuated by the artist can create the synergy to harmonize/neutralize the dystopian global engineers of the leaderless, thereby necessitating matters to deal with real world problems in all its plethora is to find a medium of art (the exemplar being: electronic music) ; which can transliterate future sounds (electronic/digital) enabling freedom of expression without prejudice/bias.
The sociological compass and the constituents of a cross-section of artists can be beatified by giving or letting them find their ‘True – north’; however, an unbecoming reality for Electronica producers would spell eternal damnation is if they would not stay true to their sounds, henceforth keeping in mind that the sound effects produced is a reflection of their veracity and the message it carries is altogether not a mendacious propaganda.
by Imran R Khan