Мой первый концерт

My first concert. Pri and I were fighting about our live concert breaks :) My sis outbeat me this time to it by putting all the facts together and I decided that I had to blog it!
Daddy and Mummy have been fans of western music ever since the gramophone days. They listened to Russian, Italian, French, and of course English songs most of the time. So, in circa 1986, when dad heard that one of his favourite artists was coming to Bangalore, he couldn't miss it now, could he? The regular bandwagon was super excited about the prospects of attending a live concert, much to Pati's disgust (I later came to realize that she wanted to go along too, but Dad did not really ask her. She told us that she wanted to watch 'anda Russia karan' live years later and we've always regretted not taking her along.) The band wagon comprised of the usual lot: Sri mama, Chethan, Dad, Mom, Hemu aunty, her ardent follower (aka urs truly) and our latest addition , one year old Pri at her whining best. Come the day of the concert, after a gala tour of Bangalore's palace grounds, we sat in obedience waiting for the "'Mighty' Alla Pugacheva and the 'Awesome' Valery Leontiev" to perform. What ensued can be described as one of the wildest times of my life. I only remember Hemu aunty dragging me, the poor six year old to right in front of Valery Leontiev and I bet I could hear aunt screeching her lungs out when she saw him. Later I heard wild stories of Sridhar mama and Chethan getting lathi charged 'hyuck hyuck' much to Dad's angst and Mummy in a wild frenzy (over Leontiev ofcourse, though she vehemently denies it) falling off the chair with 1 year old Pri!. Dad was at his classiest and coolest I'm sure, but I bet even he called it one of the wildest days of his life. Not many people take a one year old kid out to a live concert now do they?
So, here goes. Pri, I'm eating my words :(. You got your first break much earlier than I did!.
Somewhere in our stash of video tapes, I'm sure we still have a video of the concert as well. (recorded on the VCR ofcourse when it was shown in DD.)
All this brings fond memories of yet another song that the six year old crooned once upon a time and happened to find it on youtube twenty odd years later!

Here goes:



Here's the lyrics for others who want to croon along:

Maledetta Primavera Lyrics

Voglia di stringersi e poi
vino bianco, fiori e vecchie canzoni
e si rideva di noi
che imbroglio era
maledetta primavera.
Che resta di un sogno erotico se
al mattino è diventato un poeta
se a mani vuote di te
non so più fare
come se non fosse amore
se per errore
chiudo gli occhi e penso a te.
Se
per innamorarmi ancora
tornerai
maledetta primavera
che imbroglio se
per innamorarmi basta un'ora
che fretta c'era
maledetta primavera
che fretta c'era
se fa male solo a me.
Che resta dentro di me
di carezze che non toccano il cuore
stelle una sola ce n'è
che mi può dare
la misura di un amore
se per errore
chiudi gli occhi e pensi a me.
Se
per innamorarmi ancora
tornerai
maledetta primavera
che importa se
per innamorarsi basta un'ora
che fretta c'era
maledetta primavera
che fretta c'era
maledetta come me.
Lasciami fare
come se non fosse amore
ma per errore
chiudi gli occhi e pensa a me.
Che importa se
per innamorarsi basta un'ora
che fretta c'era
maledetta primavera
che fretta c'era
lo sappiamo io e te
Na, na, na, na , na , na,
na, na, na, na, na, na,
maledetta primavera
na, na, na, na, na, na...

Mood: Twenty years younger
Song: Maledetta Primavera (by Loretta Goggi circa 1981.)