While watching the recording of one of his recent shows in Europe, something struck me. Whatever it is, the kind of vibrations his vintage era (1976-1980) songs give me, cannot be matched nor can it even be explained. Though I knew this long back and have also shared it time and again in different forums, what struck me that evening was something profound and different. Let me explain.
For starters, I am not a fan
of his stage shows and there are multiple reasons. While I am not getting into
the reasons now, the very fact that I was watching his stage show on YouTube-that
too for an hour- made me wonder as to what happened to me. But this is not that
‘something’. One particular song from that era was being performed and without
my being aware, I started humming that song simultaneously swaying from one
side to another with my foot tapping the floor. At that particular moment, I
realised something.
I get those special vibrations
because it has a direct connection with my childhood. I listened to those songs
as and when those were released (many times even before the movies were
released) and the moment I hear those songs now, the bulb automatically
switches on giving those visual effects with me seeing myself as a school -
going kid in the house where we lived, keeping the transistor radio close to my
ears, at times sitting, at times standing and most of the times doing nothing..
These and many more
unexplained feelings, get reflected as vibrations when I listen to those songs
again now. Remember the Law of Thermodynamics – Energy can neither be
created nor destroyed?
Going back to my childhood
days again, but this time even much earlier- my middle- school- days, one
evening we were watching a movie in a cinema hall. A song started on the screen
and within a few minutes, my mother remarked – ‘Isn’t the singer ------‘?
– to my father. I heard that name for the first time and was confused. Having
listened to names like Suseela and TMS repeatedly, by then I had
concluded that these were the only singers in Tamizh film music. ‘So,
what is this ‘new’ singer?’, I thought and decided that my mother was in
some other world. How could there be another female singer apart from Suseela?
Little did I know then that
the singer was not new and that she had made her debut more than 10
years before that. Little did I realise that I was going to constantly listen
to that voice very soon and that from then on, forever. There is one more
connection with that song and this shall be told in the end.
Even after this incident, I
did not pay much attention to the songs sung by that singer, though I did come
across some of her old songs now and then.
Flash forward by 5 years.
I have already described that evening when I listened to a particular song from
a movie which happened to be the first movie of somebody and how that song
failed to make an impact on me that time. That song and many other songs in the
following years were sung by that singer. But at least for the next 3-4
years I was not enamoured by that voice and till date I do not know the reason.
In the same vein, I do not know when the transformation happened and when I
started liking that voice and when that voice became one of my most favourite
voices.
Certain things can neither be
defined nor can these be explained.
The most striking aspect in
that voice is the versatility. And yes, the expressiveness. And yes, the
sweetness. Once in an interview to a Tamizh magazine, ILaiyaraaja
said no singer in Asia can match the versatility of Janaki, not
even Lata Mangeshkar and as usual he hit the nail on its head. Show me
one singer who can sing like a child, like a 16-year old, like a
middle-aged woman, like an old lady and …even like a teenaged boy. And show me
one singer who can sing a classical song, a sensuous song, a pathos song, a
folk song- all with equal felicity.
The song I am taking up today
encapsulates that voice.
Talking about that song, long
ago, say sometime in the year 1978, a classical arts critic whose
cynicism equalled his knowledge, mentioned that of all the songs he had
listened to (until then), this song was the best simply because of the haunting
melody. He kept mentioning this time and again whenever possible. But let me
tell you that this song is one of my evergreen favourites not just because that
gentleman praised it.
The song brings out the
emotions, feelings, and passions of a 16-year old girl, in a way
possible only by two geniuses.
I have seen people break their
heads on the raga of this song (of course, they do it for almost every
song as if that is the most important aspect, finally ending up in deciphering
it wrong most of the times!). Let it be clearly understood that it does not
follow a specific structure.
The most beautiful feature of Senthoorappoove
( 16 Vayathinile) is the tune.
The most beautiful feature of Senthoorappoove
is the orchestration.
The most beautiful feature of Senthoorappoove
is the arrangement.
The most beautiful feature of Senthoorappoove
is the voice.
No, I have not lost my mind.
The fact is everything about the song is so beautiful that it is next to
impossible to stick to one particular aspect.
Listen to the strumming of the
guitar in the beginning.
Listen to the bells
followed by the brief staccato on the flute.
Listen to the group of strings
playing in 4 different octaves like an organic progression.
Listen to the subtle bass
backing the strings.
Listen to the flute
cooing like a bird.
Listen to the tabla
play ta ka dhi mi/ ta ka.
Listen to the same guitar
piece which appeared in the beginning again.
Listen to the vocals in
the Pallavi and notice the absence of percussion throughout with
the bass guitar and its brother backing the vocals.
Listen to the sudden change in
the first interlude with the flute sounding rather eerie and the percussion
sounding the tisram beats.
Listen to the strings play
a continuous melody which becomes subtle as the solo-violin takes over.
Listen to the flute-backed
by the folksy instrument- which transports us to a green field.
Listen to the guitar
again play ta ka dhi mi/ ta ka and the flute towards the end.
Listen to the lines in the CharaNam
and the expressions shown by the voice in keeping with the meaning of the
words, with the flute interjecting now and then.
Listen to the two sets of strings
superimposed on each other with the subtle flute acting as a glue,
in the beginning of the second interlude.
Listen to the musical bromance
between the oboe and the flute.
Listen to the leitmotif
in guitar and the flute again.
Listen to the flute
mimicking the birds in the second CharaNam.
Listen to the voice in the
song which challenges the birds!
Now, you know the reasons for
those vibrations.
By the way, the song I
listened to in the cinema hall way back was ‘Unnidaththil ennai
koduththen’ from ‘AvaLukkendRu or manam. Sung by Janaki,
and with music by that master called M.S.Viswanathan, the song has a combo-horn
played by a 28-year old man who went by the name ‘Raja’ that time
and who had travelled to Madras in 1968 from a remote village in
South Tamizh Nadu.
Do I need to say more about ‘connections’?