Friday, April 4, 2008

my first split gig ever

since all the bloggers here are getting really old and have nothing interesting to talk about other than the usual "split hit the stage and it was their best show ever" crap, i'm going post something that's smart.

it's about the first split gig i ever saw.

i walked out of the shower, the water was running down my legs, my manly muscles glistened.... erm... okay, sorry. so, i had a shower and got ready for the gig. tauraez (a rather shy split fan) and another friend were waiting for me at the door. remember, this was a long time ago, 2004 i think, and i had to ask my mom to "please give me some money so i can go to watch a rock band play rock music and i promise i won't do drugs and waste my life". my mom agreed this time. so, i left the house with exactly 110 rupees in my pocket. with 10 extra rupees, i thought i'd buy a lighter so we could play lighter-fight while suffering the nightmare of having to listen to the opening bands. (lighter fight is when you try and burn the opponent's lighter bearing hand with your lighter, yes, i invented it)

just as we were walking out of the colony, this fat chick fainted. we didn't really care, you know... because she was fat. but then we thought that it would be insensitive to let the fat girl faint like that, so we picked her up and waited for some nice person to come along so we could let him take care of her. and her boyfriend did come running, so all was well i guess, but noooooo, we had to take her to the hospital. so, since we are indeed really caring and sensitive guys, we reluctantly did that.

so, we took her to the nearest hospital and looked at our watch (only one of us had a watch, i lost mine in a gutter) and ohmyfuckinggod! it was 6:30! the fucking gig was fucking supposed to start at fucking 6:00 fucking! aaaaaaaaaaah! i didn't want to miss the gig. so i started running towards koregaon park (5 km away) when i noticed that the ric guy was running right behind me. apparently, we were supposed to pay him. wtf?! we said "bhai-saahab, woh ladki se paise le lo?" to which he said "woh to behosh hai". and suddenly we realized. we had to pay the ric guy 40 bucks and we only had 210 (for two gig entries)

you know what sucks? missing a gig. you know what sucks even more? missing the gig because some fat chick fainted and you had to be mr-nice-guy and carry her to the fucking hospital. and there was no way we'd let society treat us like that. so we waited like pansies for her boyfriend to come along who then paid for the ric fare (and for our ric fare to the gig) but then we scolded him, said "you fucking lund, we were supposed to reach the gig at 6:00. it's 6:45 now". but then we decided not to waste too much time and left in the same ric, without the behosh-ladki.

we reached abc farms at 7:00 and we were pretty sure we had missed the "cool band from bombay" and we were really pissed off and promised each other that next time, we'd kill any fainting fat girl at sight. but we tried getting into jazz garden anyway. our third friend had made it comfortably without having to deal with what we just had dealt with. so, i reached the ticket counter and told the guy "three tickets for split gig please?" and he said "sure, 450 bucks".


*heart breaking sound*


me: "what?!"
he: "450, man"
me: "but the pamphlet says 100 per ticket"
he: "yeah, 50 bucks for cover charge"
me: "what's cover-charge?"
he: "you can drink something for 50 bucks inside"
me: "what if i don't want to drink for 50 bucks inside?"
he: "then you waste 50 bucks"
me: "can't you give it to someone else? i'm sure someone's going to drink more than me, i don't drink"
he: "sorry man, 450 or bust"

we weren't going to pay 450 bucks for half a split gig, no way! no way in hell. so we tried to picket the show, we stood at the entry telling everyone that they were ripping us off and that we didn't deserve it. the third friend being a girl started chit-chatting with other girls instead and we had to ask her to get to work. but the whole concept of "cover charge" which was rather alien to us, seemed to be perfectly fine with everyone else. so we couldnt' gather much support. (read: any support)

by now the ticket dude was kinda pissed off and he said "okay, get someone to buy your cover charge and we'll let you choots in". that was the first time i felt really happy when someone called me a "chut" and i said, "sure". then we started trying to convince people to buy our cover charge for us. there were very few people entering jazz garden at that time, probably because the show was over and they were just groupies trying to get some. the third friend was still having a great time chit-chatting from "hey, please buy our cover" to "ooh, what lovely shoes". we had to unfortunately loose a member of our trio when we asked her to sit in one corner and let us do the work.

finally, a bunch of firangs said alright, which was kinda sad because one of them was a really cute brunette who smiled at me. she was probably thinknig "oh, he's cute but if he can't buy cover charge for himself then i don't think he'll be able to support a gamily". i was in love by the time i got in and they handed us these hand rolled cigarettes and i said "fuck, are you kidding me? i don't smoke" and he looked at me like "pansy" and asked me to get in.

something was seriously wrong with the venue. the stage was empty and the girls were unlike what they tell you about rock-chicks in movies. in the movies they're skinny, tall, wearing black, hot, messy hair and all. here... i saw girls wearing flowery skirts and pink tops. and what was even-wronger was that it was 7:30 and there was no band on stage, so we asked the chutya ticket guy again.

me: "dude, you lund, where's the band?"
he: "they'll be on stage soon"
me: "what?! weren't they supposed to be on stage at 6:00? that's what it says on the pamphlet"
he: "yeah but when it says 6:00 it never starts at 6:00"

what kind of fucked up logic that was, god only knows. but we waited patiently inside, playing lighter-fight. the first band was so lame i wanted to stuff mud in my ears in an attempt to put and end to the agony that was their music. i could have made better musing banging my head on a piano. i don't know what the band was thinking, seriously. i'd give them a grammy for NOT EVER PLAYING MUSIC EVER. this dude wearing a cap was playing the acoustic guitar was within reach and i swear i was going to hit him on the shins or something.

but the pain was soon over. and on came the band...

i'm not sure about who was on stage at that time but here's the lineup from what i can remember
guitars - vishwesh
vocals - garreth
bass - shekhar
drums - nigel

gary got on stage and his first request was "could we have all the lights off? except for this red one right here". his demands were met.

there was something about the mere presence of the band on stage that made us move to the front. the girly-friend of ours had been asked to not sit in the corner anymore and move ahead. we got to stand right in front, within reach of the monitors and split burst into their first song from the set.

i don't remember the own comps that they played but i distinctly remember pig society. either that or an old version of it that started a moshpit where i was beaten the hell out of by this sardar guy (revenge will be mine). the covers were what got me to really like the band. since these are the only songs that i had heard before. minerva (deftones) you know you're right (nirvana) i stand alone (godsmack) and an incubus song whos name i can't recall.

gary then took a break and this blonde guy, robert plant lookalike took over the vocals with, what i recall, were a couple of rage covers. if they were then bullet in the head was one of them. very very nicely done, vishwesh did some backup vocals here and there.

they got an encore too, mostly by guys yelling "sabbath! sabbath! sabbath madharchod!" but the rest wanted the band to play a little more. the encore happened, i said "job well done" to vishwesh, talking to him like i was malmsteen going "yeah, i liked the way you played minerva but it's actually done in a different way".

my neck was officially fucked, i couldn't hold it up and the ticketguy went "oh, you don't drink ha?" and i said "yeah, i was headbanging man, if you know what that means".

i got home at 2am and i wasn't allowed to go watch rock bands play rock music for another month or so. but it was worth it. fond memories of split.

cheers!
kalhan

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Rocked Hard Cafe

Avial's concert is what everyone was talking about when I got to Hard Rock Cafe on Tuesday night. The cafe wasn't packed then. The boys had spread themselves lazily around a table and were consuming, as usual, large amounts of Rum and coke, and food.

Mel's hair was a sight. He looked like a frizzly vulture - an extremely good looking one. Nigel showed off his new gizmo, sticking out of his ear, and was trying to persuade someone to accompany him to buy new shoes. Shekhar has evolved and now drinks wine. Garreth was singing along with the videos being screened and smiling serenely. Aviv was making arrangements to have Rum on stage.

Rishu arrived, with Dhaval and armed with more Rum. We stepped out of Hard Rock to mix more drinks, and there the boys argued about how much alcohol they should /could consume before hitting the stage. The rest of us random standers-by drank the rum.

At 9:30, the gig began. I was really happy to see the energy and spirit of the band was just right- they sound checked with Pearl Jam's Alive.

It was an Unplugged show. They were sitting on pretty stools on stage, and Aviv had his acoustic guitar. Nigel, however, gave the drums a full blast, and Mel was fairly vigorous on his Telecaster. I had a video camera and wanted to record as many of the original songs as I could.

Their set list was mainly the originals, and some covers - Radiohead's Just, Wicked Garden, their funky version of Jefferson Airplane's Somebody to Love, With or Without you. The originals were many and were sounding tight - Build Higher, Holy Ghost Machine Gun, My House, Pig Society, Belief, Isn't it strange, Don't wake me, Fat Oaf. The energy picked up and went higher, and Aviv would frequently close his eyes and vanish into a solo. Garreth would pull out his harmonica and seduce us. The last song of the night was a cover of the Doors' Five To One. Wow.

The boys had a blast on stage. Rishu got fairly smashed. Another memorable gig.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Split's Eastwind Experience

This one is going to be difficult to write, given that my already-rusty memory is further dulled with 3 nights of consecutive hangovering. But I will try. For what else is this life for, but to try.

Shekhar was the first one of us to get to Delhi. He was so eager to meet all his Delhi friends, he left a week early. Nigel and I got in on the first day of the festival - 22nd. Gary and Aviv got in sometime later. And Woody came in the morning of the show - on the 24th. We'd pre-booked 2 hours at On-Stage (a 3-story musician's mall in Delhi) but decided against doing it. Instead, we just hung around in the guest-house and worked out the set with Woody.

I was particularly in good spirits because Aviv was letting me use his 25-year old Artist Series Ibanez for the gig. The guitar (affectionately called Pomfret) has a sustain half-life of 500,000 years and really sings. Shekhar was seen walking in the chilly Delhi afternoon hand-in-hand with Jean. Aviv and Priyanka rolled and smoked joints all the way. Nigel was Nigel. The thing that I remember the most that afternoon in the guest-house was how clear and powerful Gary's voice sounded to me, after so long. It felt right to be there with these 4 guys.

We left for the venue in 2 batches. Our soundcheck was on at 4:15, post Something Relevant's killer set. Armed with Rahul's (Medusa) GT6, Aviv's Artist Ibanez and a yellow Fender pic, I felt ready as I'd ever be. Soundcheck was such a blur - as always. We sound-checked on various songs, and the levels seemed to sort themselves out easily. The stage sound was brilliant! We, it seemed, were going to enjoy this gig - with only a can of Red Bull to spur us onwards.

Since the last few shows, Split had been working on a set where the energy built up - from quiet and slow to loud and paced. However, at Eastwind, we had to rethink this strategy. We needed to hold people in our stage (there were two others - Scribe and Helga's Fun Castle playing around the same time we were) and so decided to start with a bang. Build (Higher)! O yeah! I really like playing this song - it's relatively simple to play and makes me want to break something.

The songs seemed to follow thick and fast. The crowd began to build up inside the tent too. Split got the best turn-out I'd seen so far at the RSJ stage, but don't take my word for it. I was watching from 11 feet up in the air. Steep.

Aviv's opiate solos, Shekhar's solid bass and Nigel's solid, clear beat sounded great on stage. Possibly the best stage sound we've ever got. But it was Garreth who was sounding completely incredible. I didn't watch him much, but I sure could hear him all over. For my sound - I was pretty pleased with it too. Nice solid crunch from the Ibanez, driven past the GT6, multiplied by a Marshall combo. Sweet, sweet.

My House, Fat Oaf, Isn't It Strange, Don't Wake Me (beautiful sax from Woody), Belief, Holy Ghost Machine Gun and finally (we almost didn't get to play this one) Pig Society.

Post gig Gary got interviewed by a channel (don't know which) and then, the band, by TV 18. Vikram, who was interviewing us asked us if we named the band Split as a reverse-psych maneuvre against further band break-ups. Pretty insightful dude.

We just chilled after that. Hung around. Watched some other artists. Karsh Kale, Leni Stern, Shaa'ir + Func (tech-glitchy set) and some others. I'd been bumming free beers off Sidhu and Vishy and was nicely buzzing - talking to Heena from Gibson and Smriti from Eastwind, when, for the first time in 3 days, I felt the Eastwind ground go quiet. And I knew it had ended.

We headed to an after-party about 2 hours later. It was nice, but not completely rocking. Maybe this has something to do with the free-booze counter shutting after 12:30. Scribe, Demonic R, Split, Menwhopause, DJ Blot, Dhruv Ghanekar, Anal Funk - they were all there.

Post a grueling 2-hour drive to find food, we finally retired. But not before tucking into ham sandwiches. Crash.

The flight back was less eventful than I imagined it to be. About half the Boeing was loaded with Mumbai's music-scene. The pilot made some inane speeches to wake us up. The burger was dry. Something funny happened - as soon as we landed, before the flight had stopped taxiing, Dhruv got up and pulled open te overhead bin. A pedal-bag slipped out and landed on the aunty sitting below. Her screams were terrible - like someone was out to kill her. Her husband almost beat up everyone around him in a Hulk-rage.

Mumbai. Hello.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Searching for Split online

Funny keywords that people searched for and then have come to the Split Blog.

give me nicknames you bastard
afrin population in the 1950s
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the punk rock insurance
nicknames for holy ghost fathers

(Got from Google Analytics)

Split vocalist in coma after guitar-thrashing



pic - afrin sopariwala

We are sorry to report the following -

On the 3rd of February, Split looked like they'd have just another show. Some moshing, some drinking. However, what happened into the 7th song of the set was easily the band's darkest moment. While playing the breakdown of Build (Higher), a blues-based riffer that pretty much builds on itself, the rhythm guitarist Melroy D'Mello was thrashing wildly to the music. A very inebriated Garreth D'Mello turned around and walked straight into the guitar-head. Eye witnesses claim that they heard his jaw clamp shut with the impact 40 feet away.

The vocalist crumpled and fell to the side of the stage and the show was called off immediately.

We'll keep updating on Gary's health on www.myspace.com/splitsplit


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Monday, February 11, 2008

Split plays Eastwind, 2008


Split is playing on the 24th at Eastwind, along with 59 of India's biggest artists!

Eastwind is the first ever music festival in India promoting contemporary original music. Not to forget, the largest as well!

Scheduled to take place from the 22nd to the 24th of February, 2008 at the NSIC Grounds in Delhi, there will be 3 stages present which will have simultaneous performances from 1:00 pm - 10:00 pm. With 60 bands slotted to play over the three days of the festival, this is going to be a music extravaganza!

While music will always be the focus of the festival, there will be several side shows such as exhibitons, gaming stalls etc to keep people entertained through the day.

The festival is going to be an annual property hereon. Eastwind is not just another event. It is is a movement that will be driven by musicians to promote their original music and have people sit up and notice by taking their music from the so-called "niche" audience to the masses!

Hello! Here's a list -

1. Advaita (Delhi)
2. Anal Funk (Mumbai)
3. Anterior (United Kingdom)
4. Artistes Unlimited (Delhi)
5. Avial (Trivandrum)
6. Bandish (Delhi)
7. Baja Gaja (Nepal)
8. Barefaced Liar (Delhi)
9. Blend (Delhi)
10. Bhayanak Mauth (Mumbai)
11. Boomarang (Aizawl)
12. Cassini’s Division (Kolkata)
13. Caesar’s Palace (Bangalore)
14. Chromosome Eye (Mumbai)
15. Cyanide (Delhi)
16. Demonic Resurrection (Mumbai)
17. Detonation (Netherlands)
18. Dhruv Ghanekar and the Ranjit Barot Project (Mumbai)
19. Dream Out Loud (Mumbai)
20. Evergreen (Kochi)
21. Feedback (Delhi)
22. Five Little Indians (Kolkata)
23. Galeej Gurus (Bangalore)
24. Groove Suppa (Mumbai)
25. HFT (Delhi)
26. Half Step Down (Delhi)
27. Helgas Fun Castle (Mumbai)
28. Hypnosis (Delhi)
29. Indian Ocean (Delhi)
30. Jalebee Cartel (Delhi)
31. Junkyard Groove (Chennai)
32. Karsh Kale (United States)
33. Kryptos (Bangalore)
34. Leni Stern Band (United States)
35. Level 9 (Delhi)
36. Levitikus (Delhi)
37. Little Babooshka’s Grind (Chennai)
38. Midival Punditz (Delhi)
39. Medusa (Mumbai)
40. Menwhopause (Delhi)
41. Motherjane (Kochi)
42. Mohit Chauhan (Delhi)
43. Mrigya (Delhi)
44. Myndsnare (Bangalore)
45. Oidua (Delhi)
46. Parikrama (Delhi)
47. Pentagram(Mumbai)
48. Pink Noise (Kolkata)
49. Raghu Dixit Project (Bangalore)
50. Sajid Akbar Band (Delhi)
51. Scribe (Mumbai)
52. Shaair and Funk (Mumbai)
53. Skinny Alley (Kolkata)
54. Something Relevant (Mumbai)
55. Soulmate (Shillong)
56. Span (Kolkata)
57. Split (Mumbai)
58. Them Clones (Delhi)
59. Thermal And A Quarter (Bangalore)
60. The Superfuzz (Delhi)

Thursday, January 31, 2008

5 things you didn't know about Mulund



From the mid 1950s to late 1980s, Mulund was an idyllic sleepy hamlet.
The population of Mulund has shot up to around 8 lakh in 2001 as compared to the 3 lakh in 1991.
Till the ban, it had the highest concentration of ladies bars in India.
Till the ban Shekhar was a frequent visitor to most of them.
Split is playing it's second show at Mulund on the 3rd of Feb, at Bond Bar, Nirmal Lifestyles.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

St Andrews Gig Review by Nihar


Its shows like these that keep us going. It looks all so hopeless when you first arrive at the venue , with the carpenter setting up the backdrop, the sound guy looking as confused as a new born child, no clue of where the hired furniture guy is, but then , at the first strum of the guitar....its all worth it.

Had a decent crowd turnup (250 approx.) Real good considering the promotions.
The show started with Split, which I can say is by far the best split performance. This time they also had a saxophonist on board which took all of split songs to another level must say. Good call with that sax guy.
Have never heard a better version of 'Higher' before. Split should serioulsy consider doing a few more unplugged shows, before they take their next leap.

I've never seen Zero unplugged. Primarily becasue they've not played unplugged in a while now. The day we were deciding the lineup for this show and when Zero came to our minds, we knew it sounded good, but not even half as good as it sounded yesterday. It was brilliant ! Zero unplugged, Kicks ass. Their set started with a song from their first album, 'Lucy' and ended with another song that , well, can be called as one of the most famous songs in the Indian rock scene, 'PSP 12'. I was tired, hungry, filthy and just waiting to go home and crash and I was sitting. But when PSP 12 started, man. I was blown away. Had to get up. Have never heard a more soul full version of a song ever before. The way these guys converted the song into an unplugged one was just brilliant!. They should feature it one of their CD's.



Vayu , though being an excellent performance, had a really bad time with the Sound. Loads of confusion, loads of arguments. Guitars couldn't be heard, drums were too damn loud.
For some reason , what we had anticipated with Vayu's performance was not really happening on stage. It wasn't the same band we know who usually blows away minds at the gazillion of shows they play in Mumbai. Not much synergy.


As I said...Overall....a good show. For those who missed it, we have another unplugged lined up for your @ Sophia's College, Auditorium on the 17th of February. This is the Last show of Sharktooth Livestorms, where some of the biggest bands in the country would be performing. The line up has not been finalized but would be disclosing that soon.
But do look forward to it....who knows...maybe one of the bands is Parikrama ..... ;) .

Signing off,

Nihar.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Mocha show review by Arjun Mohan

This was quite special, being the first time ever I heard Split unplugged. For a change, I didn't have to travel to the West for a concert, so that was a good thing. The not-so-good thing was that this was held in a place with little or no leg-room but loads of smoke of all kinds, all of which hurt like crazy. For those who don't know, I'm allergic to smoke, so you can imagine my state, especially when smoke was coming down from the top deck.

It was mentioned as unplugged, but I found wires criss-crossing the whole place, and the band members were playing on electrics. There was clearly a wire too many, as I spotted one wire that dipped into a candle, caught in a flame. Luckily, that was fixed, well in the middle of the set.

When I stepped in, Garreth and Aviv were playing songs by their side-project Dischordiant, which got over one song after I entered. Then Aviv took a break and Garreth played a song by his own solo project (how many solo or side projects do they have?) and then Split assembled, minus the drummer. While I'm not too big a fan of acoustic rock/alternative, I surely liked these compositions and the performances here.

Now I'll tell you- I haven't heard too much of Split, except Build, Fat Oaf and Holy Ghost Machine Gun. I recorded an event at Zenzi (that one which got cut short very early) and forgot what those other songs sounded like. This was the first time I heard "Isn't it weird", "Belief", "My House" and "Pig Society"- the last of which sounded like RATM meets soft grunge- the band said some such thing, mentioning RATM. They first did a cover which I don't know about, and when requests for Pearl Jam came in, they initially refused.

"Build (Higher)" unplugged? That was quite an experience, listening to the more melodic side of this song. Garreth played the harmonica a lot longer than on the CD that we've got. Nigel stepped in (I was right behind) and got the best beats out of a special, one-piece drum. He played it like a set that was, well, more than one piece! "Fat Oaf" began and held those reeeaaaallllly looooooong notes that we've got used to- a well-known feature of Garreth's vocals.

There was a lot of talk in this event, as all band members except Shekhar (who's not known to talk much) and Nigel (who stepped in later) spoke to the audience, with a few questions from the audience (including me). The endings of their songs have often confused me a lot (the harmonica solo and the shouts of "Higher!!" and guitar licks in Build, the up-tempo ending of Fat Oaf with lyrics different from the rest of the song and that frenzied ending of Holy Ghost Machine Gun), being different from the rest of the song. They said "just to keep things different; to break the monotony". I had a few more for them, but didn't want to be labelled as a Question Mark in this scene.

Speaking of Holy Ghost Machine Gun, this (and Pig Society), differed from the rest of the lyrical themes of Split songs (often about women who cheat, love lost, sadness, angst), with themes about terrorism and religious fanatics. That frenzied ending was very soft here, but then, this was a soft, coffee-time act, not the vigorous headlining band in large grounds at college festivals.

They finished with a Pearl Jam cover (a choice between Alive and Last Kiss- guess the winner), which they hadn't practised much, as they said. I wished to stay on longer, with the band, but I had to rush to catch a fast train home to be on time for dinner, for a change.

Garreth held those notes well, just as he always did. Aviv's rapid picking was special- I was watching that closely to pick up something. The improvised Alive solo was a treat. Shekhar, not vocal at all here, made his presence felt in all the Split songs, and even did a short solo somewhere. Mel partnered Aviv well, but took a break in one song. Nigel made the most out of a single drum.

This experience was different, and one of the better live events I've heard. Now I'm looking forward to a Split gig in full gear, full distortion, fully cranked.


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Sunday, January 20, 2008

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Split, oh, Split

Long overdue post.

I was in Bombay for a whole month, and tried to spend as much time as I could manage with the boys.

Attended one practice session.
At least 5 drinking sessions.
One bike ride.
Rishu's wedding.
One post gig celebrity session (missed the gig by about 45 mins.)
Two film shoots with two of the boys.
One nice new year party.

They're all well and hearty and getting old. Some becoming daddys, and others getting bald, some wanting to settle down with a girl, and some managing to get a new girl at the drop of a hat.

Attended Gary's solo concert - his solo artist name is Dischordian - and... well, am glad it's finally happening. He should have done this 7 years ago. He's really good. I have a video of him at our New Year's Party, which I'll upload soon.

Mel is with Blue Frog, and completely sold to them. Which is good. Kalhan is hanging around at Blue Frog, bumming laptops to get on Orkut, and blogging his ass off, and getting molested by Melroy.

More news:

Three Split gigs this month. Of which one is a fabulous acoustic show.

And finally, the new website is up. And email addresses. I pulled strings and managed to get -
afrin@splitsplit.org.

Wooohooo. Take that, Kalhan!

Visit - www.splitsplit.org