Dad's Music

I listen to almost all the music I have all day...thats the way I like it and it probably runs in the blood..I am always reminded of my days as a child..Our home was simple nothing too jazzy in the entire house except for the Philips Record player and a small yet excellent collection of records...I can even count them on my fingers and name them to this day...

The day would begin either with SP's Shiva Stuti and Lingashtakam or Sri Bhadrachala Ramadas Krithis....and on some evenings after coming back from work dad would have his glittering peg of whiskey in the comforting company of my mom, with one of his records playing and some times friends came over and joined us...there are many things that I love about those days when I was may be less that ten...and one of them is the music..to this day I love that collection..and regret not having saved those records and the player. Soo many memories attached to it..

There were a couple or may be three records of Cerrone, three of Boney M, one of ABBA, one of Beegees, there was the Kraftworks Man-Machine, one of Usha Uthup pop, one Ananda Shankar and one Biddu Collection. That was the collection and I knew the words of every song and the tunes of each one embedded in my mind along with the memories:-).