Meanderings of a Dangerous Mind: Songs to grow up with

I view my stay at the hostels of VJTI as my passage into adulthood. There were many memorable experiences, one of them that sticks out, is my initiation to music. Good music to be precise.

I think we were blessed to grow up listening to Pink Floyd, Metallica, Black Sabbath (I have to thank Shreeram for introducing me to Ozzy). I look at today's music scene and I think today's generation will still grow up listening to Floyd, rather than Britney.

Waking up on an early Saturday morning and heading down to Sharad's room, who had this awesome music player, was one of the highlights of the weekend. I dub the music player unforgettable because of the innumerable matchsticks and coaxing it needed to make it play a tape. Sharad had an impeccable naming convention when it came to his tapes. I presume his dream was to be a poet, hence his tapes were named "Cranky", "Shanky", "Hanky" and "Wanky". Wanky, was his favorite, lets not go delve into the why.

There would be a group of guys just lying about silently, listening to music. An hour later, the party would unwind, to make the daily pilgrimage to the canteen, for scrambled eggs and bread. Many an afternoon, after a sumptous lunch, we'd head back to listen to the same songs, lying about on bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering when the plaster would crack and fall down. That, is another blog post altogether.

Last evening, at a pub, they played "The Freshman"

and the flashback was so intoxicating, for a moment I was transported to my friend's room. This morning, I spent an hour on YouTube, tracking down our most played songs..

'74-'75 - The Connells