Showing posts with label Mel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mel. Show all posts

Monday, October 8, 2007

we interview melchoy again (and this one's cooler than the one done by box :)

What're you wearing?

A t-shirt and a pair of pants. my glasses. my earphones. socks. shoes. underwear. in no particular order. some axe deo.

first things first, why do you hold your guitar so high?

i like to hold it high. it seems comfy.

when i asked you what your political opinion was you said you refused to define yourself. is this because you know absolutely jack about politics?

Define jack.

referring to the "mel: a history" post, we see you're wearing a google tshirt. were you being nice to afrin or are you a capitalistic pig?

I love Google. almost as much as I love masturbation. So, if Google tells us all that it is possible to watch The Exorcism Of Emily Rose without crapping your pants, I will believe them. If only I was as cool as Google. But I am not. But I am not a capitalistic pig. This is a capitalistic pig - PIG.

What is your critical opinion on malls?

Rhymes with balls.

Did you get bullied when you were little?

Very rarely. I always stood up for my rights. this one time this bastard Louis from Class 10 came up to my desk, pick up my pencil box and slammed it down. The pencil box was close to my heart because it was one of those double decker things that you could hold a million things in without bursting open. So i jumped out of my seat like Asterix and sat of Louis and punched him while the class cheered. That was the peak of my teenage years.

when and why did you drop out of college?

Shucks. Haven't been asked this for a long time. I dropped out because wasn't any good at it. I was wasting time, had absolutely no inclination towards lab work. I thought for sometime that it was cool to drop out. But it isn't. You need a grad for loads of things. I wish all readers massive success in their educational lives. Massive! *mental note*

the simpsons or southpark?

Fuck Kalhan .... you're a dick. Ofcourse, Simpsons. For me to poop on.

what are the political/social issues that require immediate attention? (unless you admit you know absolutely jack about politics, in which case you should only talk about the social part)

Finding stray dogs homes as opposed to killing them. Terrorism. Stopping it. Corruption - esp. when it's present in our Government & Police force Maps in South Africa such as

When did you start playing the guitar?

That is a personal question, Sir.

Where did you buy the cry baby from? how much did it cost you? is it worth the money? does it give problems at high frequencies? and why don't you use it? ankle problems?

I pulled it out for the first time at the Razz gig and now, looking back, I realise that it wasn't needed. It will be needed from upcoming gigs cause we're working on this new song called "My Punk Rock Days Are Gone" - which has a wah intro. It was a gift from Vishy. It cost me nothing. Just like Amitabh Bachchan's Mayback cost him nothing cause it was a gift from Amar Singh. It is worth the money? Hmmmm ....interesting. Let me think a little more about this one ... About the high frequencies .... don't know man. I just step on it. Sometimes it sounds ok, sometimes it kind of doesn't waaaaahaaaahaahah as well.Wish I could get that Jerry Cantrell sounds from Rotten Apple. Thats the best fucking wah I've ever heard. Better than Hendrix in Voodoo Child.

ever had a fracture?

yes. it was painful. very.

describe yourself in 6 words.

Supercoolawesomesexybrilliantneatsweet. (Done in one)

describe the rest of split on one word.

Determined

Split without Mel is like... (what?)

They'd be lost for a few years, but eventually they'd realise that they are indeed as talented as I always said they were.

Gmail or hotmail? (hotmail is now providing 5 gb of space, mind you)

then, gmail. It;s not the size - it;s how you use it. Hope my wife is reading this.

msn messenger or gtalk?

Gtalk

how come you don't blog anymore?

How come I don't ride my bike anymore? How come I don't drink as much anymore? How come I have enough hate inside me to kill 3 full grown Antelopes? Some questions are best left obfuscated.

Do you prefer the bombay scene to the Bangalore scene?

Trick question. Last I checked, Bangalore didn't have a scene.

Do you dance?

Sometimes. (everyone note this down and lets make fun of him when he posts on Splorkut) It's not something I'm proud of. But society puts too much pressure on people who don't want to dance. So, I just dance once in awhile to throw the agents off my trail.

Have you ever been hit on by a guy?

Yes. But it wasn't his fault.

As a guitarist, what are you more of? A songwriter or a perfectionist?

Songwriter.

To you, what is punk all about in one word (or two, if its too hard).

It's a question.

Did you like Borat, the movie? I think it sucked carrots (oh yeah, that's my new catchphrase, sucking carrots, what do you think?)

I hated it. The series was nice because it was all mostly un-scripted.The humour was all in that pretty much. Cohen is a fucking genius at improvising. Even the Ali G movie was hilarious. But with the Borat movie, the humour imploded under the script, killing with it the entire population of Kazakhistan and 3 horses. Nice. I like. Sucking carrots seems gay.

Talk about catchphrases, first "stop your bitching" and lately its been pitchouli!!!! What is pitchouli? How do you pronounce it? And when are you going to stop with the lame catchphrases?

It's patchouli. It's pronounced puhchoolee. I will stop with the lame catchphrases right now. Patchouli!!!!

Aviv vs Zorran, who would win?

Depends who's on top.

When you left Split in Bangalore, what were you thinking? Were you high?

I was bored. I get bored and do these things. Bangalore was AWESOME, so I'm glad I did that. But when I thought of moving back, the MOST important thing that drew me here was Split. I stayed in touch with the band while I was away, and even played with them for a show I think. Check with Shekhar. He remembers everything.

Are you high now?

No man. I'm incredibly bored.

What's the weirdest thing you've ever smoked?

I fucking hate you.

Watching two hot girls make out or making out with a hot girl, what would you prefer?

2 hot girls making out, definitely. Been watching a lot of cum-swapping videos on the net. They're awesome.

You guys keep talking about groupies, but I haven't seen any after the Split gigs i've been to. Are you guys lying, trying to convince us that you have extraordinary sex lives, or do you need special infra-groupie glasses to spot them?

The groupies exist man. Kind of. Sort of. Split is not the most sexually sought-after band in the world, but Nigel has been known to get lucky once in a while. And Shekhar of late. But all his women lurk in the shadows. It's like a pre-mating ritual. You won't understand.

Have you ever invented something?

Yes. I invented the pressure cooker.

What're you going to be doing in 5 minutes? (not doing hot groupies for sure)

I'm going to listen to the Muse.

Melroy, nice name, very nice. But the short form, Mel can cause trouble. When you were in school did people make funny rhymes about it? like "Mel fell in the well", "Mel is touching his bell" etc? How did you take it as a child?

The exact line was "Mel - ring my bell. Roy - take my toy". I took it not well at all. But that's how it is.

"Jumping off the cliff ain't scary, its landings that confuse andcloud me", actually, i get really scared (confused and clouded) evenif i'm stading on a cliff and if i look down (or if i look down frommy balcony on the second floor) so what i'm saying is, it doesn'tstand true for me. so, for the 4-5 seconds that it takes to sing thisline, you've lost the most important member of your audience. me. howdo you cope with this loss? (for 4-5 seconds)

I'm working on My House (Vertigo-free version). The line will now go -"Jumping off Patchouli ain't scary, it's gay men that gang rape and prod me".Do I have you now?

uhm... yes. now, associate a word or two with the following:
kalhan - lund
this is sparta! - 300
the split blog - afrin
adidas - afrin
sports - bat & ball
keith richards - monkey
marilyn manson - intense
kalhan - :)
pig society - railway platforms

who's split's biggest fan?

afrin

oh don't see me do ya, chootya? does your mum listen to split? what does she think?

no she doesn't. I dont think any of our parents are into Split. We don't invite them for shows. They don't pretend to miss it much.

what soap do you use?

mysore sandalwood soap.

who's the hottest member on the split forum?

There's this Italian woman called Paola.

*checks community members list*

you've had my rage dvd since last year, when you planning to give it back?

I do? That's news. It must've gotten lost in the mad party we had atmy place when we won Launchpad. I'll ask my wife to look for it.

your favourite indian band (that hasn't released an album as yet)

Split.

your inspirations? and why?

1] guitarists - frusciante (melodic & playing for the song), morello(powerful & riot-inducing), cantrell (path-breaking), billie joe armstrong (powerchord master), bellamy from muse (melodies).
2] non guitarists (painters blah blah) - matt stone and trey parker(for making me laugh & think). I like some of Simrat Sandhu'spaintings too. ( one of which i have seen and personally think it's brilliant)
3] lyricists - zack dela rocha, greg graffin, brandon boyd - and Eminem.

which lyric do you hold closest to your heart and why?

honestly (zwan) - i believe you mean the best that life can bring, ibelieve in it all
omission (frusciante) - omit myself as a favour for god, suffer fatecause it's the only lift you got, dedicating all of before to now,emphasising things you won't allow
take the power back (ratm) - the complacent students sit through someof that bullshit that he learnt in school
pig society (split) - nine - four on the paneland many other lyrics that do not lose their potency when written inlower case.

jane's addiction or chili peppers?

RHCP.

chili peppers or rage?

Rage

what was your mental state of mind mental thing, when you heard aboutthe rage reunion. describe briefly the espression on your face.

I was like "O well .... in a month, I'm going to meet a bastardsomewhere who went to the concert. Then I can live vicariously for aminute and try and forget the depressing geographical and economicalconstraints that made me miss the gig. Bulls Who Pee Red!!! Waon waonwacka waon waon wacka wacka wacka"

are you anti lol or pro lol?

anti it. But I'm pro :) And the wah is totally worth it man. Chicks find it hot when you use awah. It's like your expressing your soul with your foot.

Suck my ass

well, see ya mel, thanks for the interview and all

You really are a dick.

right. afrin is now going to do spellcheck on this blog post and put spaces in the necessary places :) thank you all for reading.

testimonial for mel

testimonial 1:

mel is my best friend. we grew up together on the streets of meera road where we would spend hours watching the garbage collectors collect garbage. later, we would watch the garbage collectors collect more garbage. as time went by, i got more serious about life and stopped watching the garbage collectors collect garbage. our friendship suffered greatly. for many years we didn't even talk. finally. last week, i called him up and we met at barista. mel stuck me with the bill as usual which i have to pay in installments now, due to the meagre salary i get working as a full time split fan. things are looking up for us now. i have a great sense of humour and always make him feel good if he's feeling down. i am crazy about music and always am scrapping friends on orkut.

testimonial 2:

mel is the ri-duh-m guitarist of split. he has a beautiful brown telecaster which has a semi hollow body and a very slick fretboard. ever since it was introduced in the 50's, musicians from all over the world have relied on the telecaster's powerful tone and smooth playability. mel's guitar has a faster neck than most telecaster's i've played (mel's is the only i've played) it has a one piece maple neck and 21 medium jombo frets on a 25.5 inch scale. the two single coils cry out loud when passed through a good overdrive patch. mel also has a crybaby, the wah whose sound and tone has never been duplicated and has been used by tens of guitarists worldwide. the only disadvantage of the crybaby is that it weighs around 3.7 pounds.

oh wait, testimonial for MEL.

mel is funny and annoying. more annoying than funny. he's approximately 7'5'', many would disagree, but he seems to be (since i'm 6'8'') and weighs... not much. he has a telecaster and an original crybaby wah, and i think he has a marshall blues overdrive pedal too, oh great. now i have to steal it from HIM.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

e-mail swapping with Mel

Good Morning fellow Split fans. I recently had the chance to interview [the man, himself] *drumroll* Melroy D'Mello, the usually-stoned guitarist of Split.
*applause* Thank you, Thank you.
Oh and thanks to Mel for sparing time for the nonsense that I can pack through an email.

Yenjoy


Box asks:
Sorry for the typo, or whatever it was.
P is for Pig will be out soon [as said previously]. So how do you feel about that?
Mel: Such as like most Americans don't have maps. As in such as Iraq & South Africa. Feed the kids. Don't kill animals such as America.


Me: Where do you see Split headed in the coming couple of years - since the scene's evolving pretty fast?
Mel:We'll have an international record deal with Jive records, who'll just sign us up for only our sweet looks. They'll market us as "the angst from India". 2 years after we're signed on and opened numerous times for Avril Lavigne, they will use a 30 second edit of "Belief" to launch Halo-4. We'll play Jay Leno - a show where we'll share the stage with Naomi Campbell (just back from retirement and rehab) and Jack Black. Shekhar and Jack Black will find something in common -they're ongoing problem with bad skin. After this, everything gets
kind of hazy.

Me: Do you think the Split community on Orkut [aka Splorkut] is the greatest ever made? {hint: yes}
Mel:No. The greatest thing ever made is Old Monk Rum. But if you want me to be a conformist pig, then yes.


Me: We've heard a couple of the new songs, and are definitely good, so would you explain to us in a gentleman-like manner what the creative process is like?
Mel:Gary and I were so far the song-sparkers for the band. Aviv's come in with some great ideas - so we're all of us actively involved in song writing now. We usually write lyrics and keep the sheet handy. If there's a tune that starts to sound good, we see what lyrics we can slap into it. Patchouli!!!! Sometimes, we have lyrics and tune written in entirety by one person (mostly Gary or me). Then we go through iterations and versions and fix on something that causes Nigel least discomfort. Patchouli!!!!


Me: The band has a rhythm guitarist in Aviv. Could you picture your band making all the superfluous music without a rhythm Guitarist?
Mel:What? Superfluous music? What the fuck does that mean? And Aviv's the lead guitarist. WTF? WTF? Such as maps as if in South Afghanistan.



Me: When is the album supposed to be out, complete with artwork and thank you's et al? [hint: give us a date]
Mel: Sometime this year. Fali the flea infested bastard is sitting on it.


Me: Thank you for your golden time your majesty!
Mel: Anything for my subjects. Now about that "not being high part" ...


Sunday, September 23, 2007

Melroy - The Incredulously Ridiculous

I'm not sure if the usage of 'incredulously' is correct here. However, I'm going to go with my Googly instinct which says it suitably conveys what I want to convey. Anyway, getting on with business, I was going through some old links, and found this hilarious story that Mel had posted on his blog.
Here it is in Mel's own words.

THE FIRST HISTORICAL INDIAN HOMOSEXUAL EPISODE

It happened in the time of Ashoka, many years ago. Gopi was a young village lad, supple and ambitious. Being ambitiously supple, he grew tired of his village and decided to head towards the big city - Takshila. Leaving with only blessings and a donkey to carry all his worldly belongings (2 pairs of clothes, food for the journey, some gold coins and a pencil), he head into the big, blue world. He stopped for rest in a few hours, then resumed his journey again. He repeated this sequence of actions several more times till - almost all of a sudden - he was at the gates of the big city.

Inside the city, he let the sounds and sights sink in nice and easy. Once he was done sinking, Gopi realized that he was really hungry. However, the supple lad had spent all his money and eaten all his food... all except a loaf of bread. He watched a couple of hot city women walk across the street carrying water in jars... they were really, really hot. He reached into his satchel strapped onto the donkey's back. The loaf of bread... nice. He pulled it out and was about to have a go when he stopped all of a sudden and didn't have a go. Instead, he made a beeline for a street-side stall from where emanated the most delicious of smells... the store sold butter chicken. Gopi almost slipped on the small pool of saliva that quickly formed at his journey-worn sandals. What was he to do now? No money, hunger tearing into his tummy and only a loaf of bread. The smell of butter chicken was so yummily yummy that he decided he'd hold the loaf above the big pot where the golden puree simmered. That way, he could taste the molecules of butter chicken and still not have to pay. Gopi smiled and drooled some more.

He held the loaf, at first sneakily, and then with growing confidence, above the pot. The shop keeper was too busy to figure out what Gopi was doing for the first 2 minutes. Then, when he finally did, he got really pissed. He asked Gopi to pay up for the yummy smoke that he'd consumed by generously spreading it over bread. However, our gastronomic gangster didn't have any money. So, he screamed and pleaded for mercy -

"I have nothing .... please spare me .... all I have is this donkey".

So, they took his ass.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Mel - A History

The first time I saw Mel, was at the hospital where Nigel was at after he met with a near fatal accident (broken rib, arm, ruptured spleen). Mel, in those days, was neat, and looked like this:








Soon however, as a renewed madness - probably a combined effect of being back in Bombay, being back with Split, and hanging out with Garreth (and me) - hit him, Mel got a bit untidy. And his hair grew. And his sleek spectacles broke, and his contact lenses got lost.

As a result he dug out the good old sodabottles.



I was horrified when I first saw them.







Then, I grew used to them.





And then, I thought they were the best things to happen to Mel.














Now, I can't imagine Mel without them. And no one else could carry them off the way he does. On television, on stage, in my movie?