Everybody’s a critic (Emma Dog Edition!)
Thursday, June 5th, 2008So the other night I went to dinner with some of the usual ASFS suspects (you know who you are.) As a couple of us sat at India Palace, a fine Burque eating establishment, waiting for the rest of the party to turn up, we really liked the music playing over the speakers. It was jaunty, clearly Eastern with more than a hint of Western rock and pop. So we asked what it was.
The waiters, who seem, huge surprise, to be East Indian themselves (a necessary distinction around here, for what should be obvious reasons) were bemused by our question. We were not hugely surprised when they told us it was the soundtrack
I was pleased to find it available on eMusic, the DRM-free music download service I subscribe to, which has a great selection if you don’t insist on the current chart toppers. (Another huge surprise: I don’t.) So I went ahead and used seven of my monthly DLs to snag it.
Having downloaded it overnight I just put it on WinAmp on my notebook PC, as I sit here on the couth in the living room. Emma lay snoozing on the floor by the other sofa - she’s usually outside this time of day; I think the wind bugs her. Me too.
No sooner did the music start to play than she lifted her head, gave me a reproachful look (which she does really, really well) over her shoulder, got up, and took herself off to the office and the sanctuary of her pen. So much for Indian music!