Normally, I would not post this here. Partly coz I’m too lazy (or mortified) to sort through and compile published stuff from the past.. But I cannot NOT have a record of the awesome-ness of the Ooty trip and what it meant to me. Because it was more than just a tiny trip in so many ways than I can care to explain. Point being, at the end of it, I feel like myself again. Also, more importantly..and quite simply put, I realized how much I miss writing. The whole process of it might push me so far out of my comfort bubble at first, (and despite zilch battery backup, really really snail-paced internet speed, looming deadlines, no mobile network coverage, office photographers bailing, missing some good acts, etcetra etcetra.. ) that feeling in the end..of having finished what you started.. is worth every damn thing in the world..and more.
Music can heal you, that much you’ve heard. But to really, truly experience it..is something beyond.. yes, phoenix-tears miracle level. (erm.. the fact that I don’t care about making cheesy Harry Potter references proves something I guess) Anyway, I’m tempted to go into details of each band and each song and all their significance and what train of thought each started in me..but every once in a while you reserve those for just a select few, one of whom I cannot thank enough for way too many things.
PS: I read somewhere recently that holding a grudge is allowing someone to stay rent-free in your head. And god knows how much I HATE rent day. So there! you should try it.. quite liberating stuff that :)
OOTY: The throb of tribal drums rings out in the chilly Ooty air as a dozen members of the Kurumba tribe, dressed in traditional garb, whirl around each other in a circle, chanting ancient songs about nature. The setting, however, is not the traditional temple venue. Nor is the audience made of the fellow faithful. Instead, the Kurumbas are on a modern stage, with spotlights and sound props, doing the opening act at the three-day Music, Arts and Dance (MAD) festival, before a large, predominantly young and urban crowd.
A conscious effort to promote local folk music and traditions prompted us to invite representatives of the major six tribes in the Nilgiris to perform at the festival, says MAD organiser Kabir Ahmed. “These tribes are the original custodians of the land. But their younger generation doesn’t appear to be interested in taking their traditional sound forward. The idea is to give them a platform that they deserve in an effort to preserve their voice and not let it die out,” Kabir says.
Hailing from Kodamoolai village near Gudalur town, the Kurumbas use traditional instruments called ‘thavulu’, ‘thambiti’ and ‘kallal’, which they make themselves and perform their traditional dance, passed down through the generations on special occasions like temple festivals and marriages. Far removed from their life sans electricity in the midst of a tea estate, for many, this is the first time they are performing on this sort of a stage. And, they love it.
Basavan, 46, is the only one in his village of 80-odd families who knows to play the ‘kallal’, a wind instrument. Enthusiasm amongst the younger population to learn and master the traditional instruments though present, is also slowly waning, he says.
“Their songs are about collecting honey, detailing the medicinal properties of plants passed on by their ancestors and paying rich tributes to the soil where they come from,” says Vasamalli, a state tribal welfare board member, who is helping the tribes to bridge the gap and voice their stories before newer audiences.
Though big names like Indian Ocean and Raghu Dixit Project pull in the crowd, the beauty of this music festival is that it allows people to stumble upon a little-known band or artiste, performing a genre that they never knew they would like. “I think Papon & The East India Company had a beautiful amalgamation of folk music from Assam and electronica, and it’s amazing how this music made me reconnect with my land in an instant,” says Pooja Binepal, a London-based investment broker, here for the festival.
La Pongal, a Chennai-based band that collaborates with folk artistes across Tamil Nadu, was formed with the single aim of pushing folk music with a contemporary twist, to the forefront. “We have drummers from Alanganallur in Madurai as well as Antony, from Thanjavur who are big names in rural pockets. It is not easy to coordinate schedules, but the love for folk music and the need to make it more accessible to more people drives us,” says founding member ‘Darbuka’ Siva. Velu from Madurai says he conducts workshops for children across the country to pass on his art.
Bangalore-based Swarathma goes a step further and uses folk, fusion and rock influences to not only incorporate folk dancers from Mandya district in their act, but also talk about present-day issues in society. Their next album ‘Topiwale’, which will be out soon, examines and does a quirky and sarcastic take on the hypocrisies of politicians. “We want to make use of art to propel and activate people. An ‘artivism’ of sorts,” says band member Vasu Dixit.
Shabnam Virmani of The Kabir Project describes folk musicians Mukhtiar Ali from Rajasthan and Prahlad Singh Tipaniya from Madhya Pradesh as rural rock stars. “You have to be in a village in Malwa, in Madhya Pradesh to experience the fan following that these artistes have, easily drawing crowds of thousands of villagers. A music festival like this allows the younger generation to connect with their roots,” Shabnam says.
Antony of La Pongal sums it up best when he says, “Folk music is in my blood. The artiste may die, but the art will never suffer the same fate.”