nä-ˈstal-jə and puke

nos·tal·gia

noun
\nä-ˈstal-jə, nə- also nȯ-, nō-; nə-ˈstäl-\

Definition of NOSTALGIA

1

: the state of being homesick : homesickness

2

: a wistful or excessively sentimental yearning for return to or of some past period or irrecoverable condition; also : something that evokes nostalgia 

My previous post entitled "Nostagia and nausia" had not been finished when I had posted it.

I had actually fallen asleep while writing it, that could be a bad sign.(I hope you didn't fall asleep while reading it)

my lap top remained on my lap like an oppressively affectionate cat that sits on your legs while you sleep providing a not necessarily welcome warmth and comfort. But as it were that I was in a hotel room away from my own bed it was kinda nice to share this "moment" with my computer. usually it just work work work.

As it were it is just as well that I didn't finish  my prelude had gotten a bit out of control and i was fearing that the main gist of what i wanted to share would be lost to the ,by that point exhausted reader, (yes i do try to keep you in mind)

Last night I was woken up at 4am by the sudden and unanticipated need to puke. It wasn't pleasant as I am not it the habit, and thus will not go into details, but please indulge my saying that after the indian meal, my my body must have wanted me to know as well "NO MORE F***ing CHINESE FOOD !!!" which had become a staple of my diet as SF has a great selection of pure veg Chinese restaurants, the left overs from our last meal in SF ended up being the unrefrigerated left overs for my late breackfast in the LAX airport after a missed plane change. I made it to a vessle in time just for clarification.

Again I digress...

The first time around I had planned to  write about how perhaps even stupid I think nostalgia is as a concept and a practice and how people miss identify music specifically as relatable in a nostalgic mannermost particularely Kirtan, how ever after looking up the defenition in the dictionary I realised how fitting a word for my attraction to Kirtan.

As we had begun to explore at the end of the  last post music and sound by nature is dynamic I cannot fathom an old sound, as if  one could shout down the corridor of the Pharaohs tomb just before sealing it with a big rock and then thousands of years latter when it is opened, the echo escapes to the surprise and horror of the unexpectant archeologist.

Through music one can experience simultaneously something of the past (a mood or feeling and values pertainant to a particulare time and people in history) and something present at the same moment, being both effected by the mathematicl placement of notesand beats in relationship to one another in time and volume as we as the knowledge of the history of what this ment for people at the time.

Music I experience as a stimulant, like a drug capable of stimulating our brain chemestry to speed up slow down induce love and longing to anger or joy even sleep or  safety such as a mothers lullaby the same song and melodies fussing lulling babies to sleep generation after generation with out getting out dated or obsolete.

some formed of music seem to be formed by the technologies available to produce it providing new avenues of expression in the ever changing world around us, nagnifing the expression and opportunity to dwell in a particular mood as well as the quality if the intrisice mood being expressed, 

an exaple of this is deth metal  the technology alow on to dwell in an expression of rage that was impossible to exress 100 years ago but now producible in every garage across the land, dispite each person having acess to the technology to create music now because of the ease in reproducing and distributing sound, people musically inclinde tend to more play what they have already heard faithfully few being capable of producing their own defining expression.

Kirtan I now consider to be nostalgic by nature music which expresses being home sick. I have found concluing my exploration of music to be at home fully only in kirtan and the Kirtan of Srila Prabhupada, It is in his kirtan that I first had the experience that this is "taking us back Home back to God head" before Him my experience of kirtan was that of a fun calisthenic experience but never transcendent, when I hear Him chant or when I chant as I have heard Him, It as if he is here with me or I am hear with Him. I experience a nostalgia not in the sence of longing for a time and a person that I missed the opportunity to meet but rather that I long to be home, in sanskrit this is called Vipralamba , from my own interpretation of hearing and feeling srila Prabhupadads observing the emotional range that i encounter I get the impression that this is the mood most predominant in his chanting.


As kirtan is becoming more and more popular on the world scene, I wonder what would be available if we were to talk a fresh look or approach to this unparalleled source of expression.


What do you see available for the world relating to this Transparent via-media of Transcendental Sound Vibration as present now, fully available, not a sound of the past from a great soul, but a tone and mood expressed in sound that is perhaps more alive than you and me, clear and resonant, fully available to transform darkness into light, to reopen the path to love within the heart that has become encrusted with so many other sounds of temporary nature that give a buzz to one of the age old stimuli and then again absorbed into the mundane once again failing to satisfy our thurst for love and meaning.

The Veda's Glorify such opportunities so rarely obtained and here I have it on my Ipod but I have no taste.