The Infinitely Prolonged

Tomorrow shall find me filling this up with a disposition and patience not unlike that of Genghis Khan excusing himself into Europe after Wowbagger's (whom you'll need to know to make sense of the title) rather unexpected visit. For now, the following shall have to do.

As Edsger Dijkstra, Don Knuth and, doubtless, a number of other awfully brainy chaps have observed, Computer Science is not much about computers as we know them and is about as much of a science as numismatics. This is a prime example of what is in the general populace known as a misnomer. Another prime example, though not as humongous in scale, is something I chose to call "Song of the Week" - it has always been more than one song, and if it seems like a week since the previous one, it should be the case that a certain European neutrino did indeed give his photon pals quite a run.

So that I may retire to the safety of my bed before the swarm of mosquitoes I seem to be seated in has the opportunity to finish its bloody business (pun intended) with the forearm, I embrace brevity. Here are two for now.


One can never tire of Irish folk songs. I heard this one first about a month ago and have repeated the act a large number of times hence.

Jug of Punch, as performed by The Clancy Brothers (and Tommy Makem, I think).

Speaking of folk songs, here's one from Liverpool.

Maggie Mae, as performed by some rock band from the aforementioned locality.

I believe there are stories behind how this song got into Let It Be that you can read somewhere.

Just a day? Definitely not.

If majesty were to be defined with an example, look no further ahead of this one from the legendary Balamuralikrishna. As I have mentioned earlier, he is one of my favourite vocalists, this song being no lesser than any other as a reason. Needless to say, his concert was the event I most looked forward to last Saarang. (What transpired during the concert itself is a different, rather unfortunate story.)

Oru Naal Podhuma, as sung by M.Balamuralikrishna for the movie Thiruvilayadal.

Also should be mentioned the mangalam of his own composition with which he usually concludes concerts. (Trust me, some day in the future I will be able to tell which ragam it is by listening to it.)

Watch out, the world's behind you

After coming across a mention of The Velvet Underground somewhere recently, I decided to give this legendary 60's band a try. Cited as one of the most influential groups in the history of rock music, they faced surprisingly little commercial success. Quoting Wikipedia quoting someone, "The first Velvet Underground album only sold 10,000 copies, but everyone who bought it formed a band". Though I just started on them two or three days ago, I've been haunted by their songs ever since. Here are a couple.

Sunday Morning, by The Velvet Underground.

Beginning to See the Light, by The Velvet Underground.

I'm sure they have many more such awaiting me.

PS: About the sentence with the quote above - start a quotation in a sentence, end it in the sentence. Put the period after the quotation mark. I believe this makes more sense than the commonly adopted alternative.

As Darwin once said

(If I am ever unable to meet any deadline of any sort over here, blame it on my Operating Systems Lab.)

I discovered The Kinks earlier this week. I only hope there await me many more such discoveries that are as pleasurable.

Two songs this week too. Both by The Kinks, of course.



Apeman, by The Kinks.

And my favourite of theirs,
Lola, by The Kinks.

Also check out Autumn Almanac and You Really Got Me, for which they're most famous.

Don't Worry, Be Happy.

I needed some way to keep the blog alive till more time is at hand to throw at it. So, shamelessly ripping off a concept from Gauss knows how many places on the interweb, I start the Song of The Week (I have a recognisably bad sense of which words it is appropriate to start with upper-case) series with what I have recently decided to adopt as my personal anthem:


I owe Deva one for introducing me to this song, but then, he owes me BB(10) for The Beatles anyway. (Or does he?)

Don't Worry Be Happy, by Bobby McFerrin.

And in case you need help with doing so:

Rebel's Hop, by Bob Marley and The Wailers.