* A R Rahman
* Vinnaithaandi Varuvaayaa (Gautham Vasudev Menon)
Yet another foot tapping crowd pleaser. There’s the characteristic rapping. And latest favourite Vijay Prakash. Fine you said. Nice to hear. Finis. Next song please.
Three months later…
Is it early morning yet?
One of those three am wakings that everybody has. You don’t know why but you are all anxious. Maybe a dream about dying woke you up? You stretch to pick up the iPod and you nervously scroll songs. Perhaps it was the title. You stop at Hosanna and press to play.
Four minutes twenty six seconds later, you press again.
This time you notice the layered sounds: a tinkle here, a gong there.
Everything is rising, the notes, the darkness, the despair.
The beat of the heart stays throughout the song you think. Towards the end, before the pinnacle, you notice a slight dip that lasts a few seconds. The hero, carried along in the rush of his first love, is now thinking can this be real? can this be true? Must watch the movie to find out the context of the song.
This song does not carry any emotional baggage! Not a single note signifies pain. There is only a beautiful building towards exaltation. In the slowly lifting darkness, in the blue pink of dawn, you smile. You take a deep breath. You smile again.
You wonder how you will describe this song in a word. Airy. Yes airy. You are almost weightless and worriless by now and still pressing play.
Instrumentation is the life of this song. The voices, lovely, lovely, wonderful variations all three, are interludes. Wordless, this song would still hold its meaning in its notes. Can Zindagi from Yuvvraaj do away with Srinivas’s voice you wonder. The depths of that song are tied to the richness of the voice, your partiality for bagpipers notwithstanding.
Cream morning light. The walls glow. There is an ethereal touch to early morning if you are in the mood for it. Hosanna.