Yesterday I went to watch a play at
Witty, humourous and ‘in-your-face’, Jazz traversed the glory days of Bollywood music and the importance of music in those days. It spoke of musicians with a passion; it spoke of those unnamed geniuses whose only aim in life was to create music that mattered. All through the play the music kept flowing through the Sax. Music that came from a time when my dad was in college. Music... which yet had the hope of making a better world.
Why do we continue to hope for a Floyd reunion? Why does
By the way, have you ever wondered what John Lennon’s last hit was? It was the pavement.