Sunday, August 16, 2026

Still the ruling entity - TEB


Was sorting music for my upcoming smartwatch, and sampling some forgotten tracks. Things were going well, until I came across a Third Ear Band performance (Live from Hyde Park), and since then , as if time stopped, I've been back in that old high, and abandoned my concerns. No, no smoking-up needed - listening to TEB in itself is a high. And to my surprise they still ain't so popular. 

"Back in my days" ie 10-15 years back, TEB was being discovered by many, and even their new tracks showing up from lost recordings. Today, the situation has evolved a bit, and now all their albums have been recovered, and remastered (available on Bandcamp and many other places online), even uploaded complete on Youtube. 

However, there is still no chronicling of the legends that these fellas were (afaik, they were an influence on other musicians and bands). Not a single documentary on Youtube (even when you explicitly search it out), just a few recordings of their sessions. No covers, either. This subculture is still gonna drop more with time, I believe, because the music that TEB created is unmatchable in its aurality. Just put on Ghetto Raga, it'll be hard to exit midway the 13-minute masterpiece.

Making up a Sunday


 The dark things, unsettle my day. Why not mention em here and have them away?

- Mr. Happy Singh .. who committed suicide onboard a submarine. Found in an isolated room, hung from the ceiling. Just like Ram Singh (the infamous Nirbhaya case rapist+murderer), he failed to live upto his name. Wonder if the parents do the naming to pressure their kids into behaving that way. Here is Mr. Happy, who is received with levity, soon as people hear his name, without realizing what emotions lie masked inside the person. Kinda sucks to be named Happy/Jolly/Fantastic/Goodluck and be nowhere close to that vibe.

- Mr. PS Mehra .. Another sailor who made news for killing his wife and two children, then hanging himself. Way to go (literally), you'll be remembered forever, especially by the distant folks (those who didn't know him can now imagine a new story and trauma). "All men will be sailors, until the sea shall free them. " - as Leonard Cohen sang.

- Mr. Rinku .. who stopped on a bridge and consigned his (living) daughter into the river below. His wife, Laxmi, recollected that they stopped their scooter to take selfies with the 1-year-old kid. And he clicked one too, before chucking the kid like a disposable spoon. Some passer-bys came and beat him up; easy thing to do instead of leaping down the bridge to save a baby's life. The baby remains to be retrieved. Forget the kid now, she's dead.. that selfie needs to be retrieved first, and turned into a symbol against whatever this malfunctioning human had in him.

While the dead don't resurrect, here's this long-dead blog, coming back to life. Yay!