I have to write on KSG ( read as K S Gopalalkrishnan) and his mastery over the bamboo. I have to write what I feel about the raagas Hindolam ( malkauns for HCM ) and Kambhoji. I have to write on the magic created when KSG plays on the flute. I have to write what emotions I went through while listening to this sweet music. ok here I go...
Hindolam is best played as malkauns and nothing else. If it has no Hindusthani touch then it is no good. Something happens to me when hindolam knocks on the door of my heart.. It is as if the Creator took a large spoon ( a ladle ) and stirred my soul with it.. some unknown emotions lying beneath all others seem to emerge and cause something I dont know or I cant tell in words. After a dose of hindolam, my state is one weird one. I cant sleep, I cant eat, am dazed and simply baffled. Baffled that such magical , enchanting stuff exist in this very nature that has produced some mediocre and very ordinary mortals like me. It takes about 2 days to overcome the emotional surge..
Kambhoji - can I compare you to any other raga in this musical universe ? You are absolute and eternal. I can listen to you for the rest of my life and feel incomplete. Yes, you give me a sense of incompletion , so much that I want to listen more, sing more of you. When dha and ni ( kaishiki ) are oscilating in the manner that is called kambhoji, I feel as I'm standing in front of my Creator. When you differ from song to song and when so many stalwarst have sung you , I wonder , what is it about you that makes it so dignified and aesthetic at the same time. You make carnatic Music proud. My humble request to you, please bless me with your divinity and grant me knowledge to understand your beauty.
KSG Sir, I'm too small to describe your music. All I can do is to fall at your revered feet.
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