When I initially moved to Bandra my friends teasingly said they would give me a T-shirt saying “wannabe Bandraite” – I’m still not sure what that means, but its all good now. (I am a Bandraite now)
Bandra for me was perfect. Warm as a village and full of colour. French classes are close-by, though I’m yet to enroll. I can’t even explain the extra ordinary people I have met since. I live in Bandra’s Bazar Road – tucked away, and squeezed in between Reclamation and Hill Road. All the people who sell in the Bazaar have a warm infectious smile, and as you walk by you sense an underlying pulse, a movement of sorts (teasingly I call it Bizzare Road).
Bazaar Road meets up with Chapel Road and Waroda road and collectively that space is great to walk around in a lazy afternoon with unexpected wiffs of various vindaloo and spicy dal fry circling around you. An experiment I do when I am walking around is that I carry around a head phone and mike, so as to amplify all the sounds and when I hear an interesting sound I mentally try to trail its footsteps. Now I am used to eliminating noise and allow my mind to focus on simpler, more interesting sounds around me. And thats when I started hearing faint acoustic instruments being played, and I began following it to find the source. I found Jo, the trumpeter. Playing loud and clear. (He used to be part of an old film orchestra) Since then, every-time he practices on his front porch I can hear his melodies fill up my house with a smile.
And eventually I went on to find Richie, the old pianist who is excellent but one needs to go to Taj Lands end to actually hear him perform. My landlord Glenford Dmello, is the drummer for one of India’s initial death metal bands “Saber Tooth” and his band members keep dropping by. It’s like a physical puzzle to spot things or people in Bazaar Road, there is just so much to see and experience in hidden layers of all kinds. Cycling around is nice, safe and quiet too. To me this area is the art underground of Mumbai, with all kinds of artists, designers, musicians all living very closely, that it could burst out a rainbow anytime. So, now I have slowly begun shooting a documentary titled Bazaar Road Blues, trying to capture the essence of the place and allowing the film to become itself. So my search for more musicians is on, to excavate the music hidden in the lanes of Bandra.
– Dhanya Pilo
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