I have just returned from Chennai, having partaken heartily of the food of love, namely music; in common parlance, the December music season. Not just any old music, but the unfiltered, unadulterated pure offering provided by the doughty purveyors of Carnatic music, one of south India’s many gifts to the world of arts and culture. I have been doing this for over 25 years, year on year, without a break, leaving out the Covid years. I have, on many occasions, put down my though
The Music Season is upon us. It arrives with metronomic regularity around mid- November, works up a nice head of steam as it moves inexorably into December and reaches its apogee towards the latter half of the month as the Kalyanis and Bhairavis pour in torrents over Chennai’s music halls. As we ring in the new year in January, music lovers experience a sense of anti-climactic desolation as they head home feeling bereft. So, what else is new? To keep music lovers cheerfully e