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Tamil Blues
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| Text by Sona Bahadur | |||||||||||||
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Published: Volume 16, Issue 3, March, 2008
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She’s been around the world in four albums. Transporting South Indian ragas from their classical setting by reworking them with blues, rock, reggae and pop, Susheela Raman is among the most audacious musicians around. Sona Bahadur catches up with the gypsy woman at Mumbai’s picturesque Khotachi Wadi
We’re sitting in close friend, designer James Ferrera’s Goan-style home in Mumbai’s quaint heritage pocket of Khotachi Wadi. The London-based singer is visiting India with her partner, guitarist Sam Mills. It’s her annual three-monthly trip to the homeland to spend time with her parents in Chennai and escape the English winter. She’s been there, done that. Gigs in Tamil Nadu — including a concert with Kamal Haasan’s daughter Shruti Haasan — followed by performances at the Jaipur Literary Festival, Live-Alive in Delhi and The Blue Frog in Mumbai. Susheela’s music is at once mystical and sexy, working powerfully at an emotional level. A hedonist for new sounds, she’s constantly pushing the frontiers of fusion. When you hear Carnatic with a bluesy treatment or a Lou Reed classic sounding like it originated from Chennai or the Mississippi Delta, you’re in Susheela Country. Rendering a Tamil Tevaram and a Captain Beefheart song with equal élan, the maverick sings in Tamil, English and occasionally French. She’s also a consummate song writer. Though she finds the Indian fusion music scenario interesting and abundant in talent, Susheela feels musicians here could do with an external point of view. “I don’t think it’s of international standard yet. There are a lot of really great people about. But we need better production and more insight into the origins of European music. Recently, I met this rock band from Bangalore. After talking to them, I found their references quite superficial. The philosophy of rock goes much deeper than popular music. The multiculturalism of her music spills into her life. She religiously practices the Chinese martial art Baghuazhang and loves to travel. An avid art and film buff, her music has been featured on the soundtracks of Mira Nair’s The Namesake and Lord of the Rings. She’s now keen to make her acting debut with a film that’s provocative. Dancer in the Dark, starring Bjork that won the Icelandic singer a Best Actress at Cannes impressed Susheela greatly. She tells me she’s doing a forthcoming film by the same producer. “I’ll act in it and also do the music. Like Bjork, I want to really put myself into the role. The music will give it another level of depth.” Clad in a form-hugging black Lycra top and trousers, her rich chocolate skin tone gleaming against abundant Afro curls, Susheela looks every bit the uber cool world musician she is. Alternative music goes with alternative personal style. The singer swears by Delhi-based designer Anjana Das Bhaskar’s label Sharira. “Anjana does all my stage gear. She used to work with designer Jean-Francois Lesage in Chennai and does exquisite embroidery. She knows I’m into martial arts and does these amazing black coats with Samurai symbols that I wear on stage.” I catch a glimpse of the singer’s famous high-energy performances at the Verve photo-session that follows this interview. We decide to shoot outside on a tiny winding Khotachi Wadi lane that recalls Seville or Cordoba. Spoiled for backdrop choice amid the myriad brightly painted Portuguese bungalows, we finally settle for a red and white villa at the end of the street. Sensing she’s not one for pretty poses, the photographer urges Susheela to “just do her own thing”. Before long, the singer transforms into a chanting mystic, lost in a state of emotional ecstasy. She jumps and whirls in shaman steps, swirling her red Naga tribal shawl wildly. Locals mill around and stare. It’s not every day that they see a woman in a trance.
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