![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
|
instep
profile Fashion
Forward inside
bollywood In
the picture starbytes Television's
wet dream Vibes
CHARTS album profile Musical Notes How
Ali Haider stole MHB's thunder Rocking
it in Lahore
Living breathing pictures Instep talks to the man who is all over the social pages without being in them. Meet Faisal Farooqui, the quiet click master the glitterati can't do without! By Aamna Haider Isani These are new times we are experiencing – times when the
rigid conservatism of Faisal Farooqui is one of the most valuable individuals in the fashion industry today. He is the man who comes up with those priceless photographs that grace the covers of Pakistan's many versions of Hello! GT, Social Pages, et al. It would be safe to venture that there isn't a single publication in Pakistan that has never used one of Faisal's photo shots. Because when it comes to covering what's happening, Faisal is bang on the front line, armed with a camera and an eye for capturing the moment. Be it the Lux Style Awards or the Carnival de Couture, J&S corporate events or the most happening fashion shows in the country - Faisal is the most wanted runway photographer in Pakistan. It wouldn't be wrong to say that he is responsible for giving Page 3 culture a face in Pakistan – both on the glamorous fashion runways and on the extremely exclusive dance floors where only the who's who of society rub shoulders with each other. Ironically, Faisal's success lies in the fact that he has
no desire to be part of them. It is said about art, that the best way to view
a picture is from a distance and this philosophy has worked wonders for
Faisal Farooqui. By maintaining a very healthy professional space between
himself and the industry he works for, he has struck the perfect balance
between professional decorum and technical expertise. Photography keeps him
excited and he lives to capture that one million dollar moment in a chai
stand off some dusty road. "Photojournalism is my true passion," he
says. "I started off in magazines and newspapers. It's a field now
beautifully defined by Arif Mahmood – his black and white images say so
much. I love taking pictures of unaware people." While fashion and
society pay the bills, that one picture, he says, is what gives him a good
night's sleep. Not that he gets much sleep, such is his schedule. It's September 4, barely one day after the year's biggest show - the Lux Style Awards – ended and Faisal hasn't slept for over 40 hours. He's been through the rigorous cycle of shooting backstage, rehearsals, the red carpet and finally the show itself. Where anyone else his age would have gladly put work on the back burner to chill out at the after show party, Faisal drove straight back to his studio to get the hundreds of images down on CD, ready for distribution to the press. That's professionalism to the max and that's what makes him such a pleasure to work with. For Faisal there are no Sundays and no fun days when there's work to be done. "I've stopped doing parties now," Faisal
comments about the assignments that got him into the business. "I hand
them over to my assistants. They're just not my cup of tea. I attend
corporate events and shows and work wherever I'm needed but I just don't feel
the need for being at a party. Honestly speaking, one reason is that the
equipment I carry is fragile and often gets damaged in the crowd. I can't
afford that so even when I am attending a private event, I try to get there
early to catch people fresh and sober. I always sneak out before things get
too hot," he adds with a chuckle. Parties, it seems, are the dark room
this photographer has no desire to step into. He's a quiet, gentle soul who
knits his way through the crème de la crème of society, with absolutely no
aspiration to climb the social ladder. He could be the fly on the wall
churning out one mind blowing image after the other. "Faisal's pictures are phenomenal," says Frieha Altaf, the woman who Faisal calls his mentor. "I found Faisal through Humayoun Khan three years ago and today he does all my shows. In twenty years of my experience, I've found live photography to be the most difficult thing to handle, it's just so unpredictable. But Faisal's work is stunning. He's professional and such a good human being," she adds. "And he's humble. My whole team loves him. No one else does ramp like him. He's an essential part of my shows and I fly him down from Lahore for each and every one. I just can't say enough about Faisal." Not just Frieha, but everyone in the fashion industry holds Faisal very high in regard. That's rare in an industry that works in camps and that too for a person who is closely related to one. Not many people are aware that Faisal is related to Mohsin and Umar Sayeed and living in Lahore, has been in very close circuits with Ather and Shahzad. Yet miraculously he hasn't allowed the gene or the city link to oblige him into forming alliances of any sort. "It makes absolutely no difference whose cousin I am," he comments with characteristic coolness. "I know that everyone is involved in camps these days but I simply dislike camps. I believe in working with everyone. I want to work for the benefit of the industry and have never, ever involved myself in politics." Endorsing that is the fact that 70 per cent of the work he does is in Karachi and only 30 per cent in his hometown. But then haven't skeptics accused him of being in Frieha's ranks? "I have been accused of being in Frieha's camp," he replies, "but my work proves that I am not. I work with everyone. I do shows with Imran Kureishi too. It's as plain as the nose on my face - I am independent and though I am frequently associated with certain people and publications, I want it to be clear that I am a free lance photographer." Photographing live events is no simple feat and Faisal has
proven with results that he has the eye and the skill for recognizing the
perfect moment. Not surprising, considering the fact that he was given his
first camera at the age of six and his first SLR at eleven. He comes from a
family of imaging experts - his father worked in the photo finishing
department of Fuji for 21 years, and his uncles put together a very solid
four decades of work at Agfa, Fuji and Kodak. In fact just recently Faisal
too rejoined Kodak as Product Manager, Inkjet and Colour Solutions after
putting in 14 years with the company. "I've been taught very
thoroughly," says Faisal with pride, remembering his ever-encouraging
father who passed away several years ago. "I wish he could have seen me
succeed like I have." Though Faisal's story is fairly simple, there are moments in his career that have frustrated him. He just can't understand how people can spend millions on an event without paying attention to technical details. Badly constructed runways, poor lighting and undefined spots to photograph the ramp are just some issues, though he quickly clarifies that he rarely has these issues with Frieha Altaf. It's usually the client, he says, who jeopardizes his job to either save a buck or two from the budget or enforce a suggestion that doesn't really make sense. "I was shocked when I saw the last TRC runway last year," he remembers of the ramp that formed a C-shape with people seated on both sides. "I told Frieha that there was no way we'd get high impact fashion images but that's what the client wanted." "I wasn't happy with this year's LSA pictures either," he confesses about photographs that seemed brilliant to the untrained eye. "The show director, Ashim Sen, let four videographers loose on the sets and they disturbed every shot of mine. I had to trash so many important images because there was a videographer jutting in one side or the other. These people, when hired should be designated to fixed spots and should never be allowed to roam around. Why spoil the show for others just to get your perfect shots for TV?" Proper lighting also plays an important role in getting the right images. "Organizers need to understand that the T-shape runway is classic world over, though the ramp height changes every year. We need to follow these trends. And lighting and make up have such an important equation. It's not something money should be saved on." This string of discontent actually helps him get better and better with each show and only when he considers himself perfect will he consider training others of the craft. Seeing how modest he is, that may be never. Faisal does not have much to complain about, though, as his opinion is valued and he is called in for consultation before most shows. This comes with the time he has spent in the industry and the reputation he has established for himself. "Faisal Farooqui is one of a kind," says Jalal Salahuddin, another event manager who strives for perfection. "Faisal has started a new genre of photography in Pakistan and he's extremely competent at what he does. He's one man who can walk into any party, event, show or awards ceremony and people will be comfortable with him. That's an extremely important equation he has - people trust him to take their picture." Faisal takes pride in the fact that there isn't a single person who doesn't appreciate his work in Pakistan. There definitely are not many other people who enjoy that privilege of diplomatic immunity in fashion's highly politicized camps. Then why does he think more photographers avoid stepping into live fashion photography? "Many people have tried it though it's not simple to catch a moving object. I work very hard and even attend rehearsals to know exactly when and where the models will stop on the runway and strike a pose for me. It's a discipline and it's all about timing. But other photographers are getting interested in the field now, like Rizwan ul Haq and Rehan Omar Dada. I'd say they're doing a pretty good job." Faisal is known for being fair. He gets along with everybody, couple that with his competence and you have a photographer who has made himself indispensable to the fashion industry at large. And this is the way Faisal would like to keep it. When asked whether he would be joining any of the two councils, if invited to, he has a ready answer: "It's jumping the gun since I haven't been asked. I guess associate memberships will come later, but to answer your question, no. I will not be joining any council simply because my work is distributed all over Pakistan and I cannot afford to be branded at the risk of losing work. I'm part of the fashion world of Pakistan but have no desire to be part of any council." However he doesn't sound too hopeful about the industry whose politics seem to be going from bad to worse. As the bickering continues between various members of the fraternity and as fashion councils are made and then divided, there's only one silver lining that Faisal sees in this otherwise dark, looming cloud: fashion week. "I am really looking forward to having IMG in Pakistan," he says, unable to hide the excitement that comes with the opportunity. "I have attended LIFW and have seen how they work. They are purely professional and there's so much that can be learnt from them. Pakistan Fashion Week will be such a delight!"
As fashion weeks happen around the world, the buzz of
Pakistan Fashion Week gets louder. Fashion weeks are how fashion circuits
come into existence and how new designers are promoted – cities are made
more lively by those fantastic hyper-real fashion-crazy days when all eyes
are on the ramp. Instep introduces you to the who's who of London Fashion
Week 2006 Georgio Armani flew in from Italy with his collection for a show that had charitable intentions as well as a keen eye on spring/summer 2007. 1600 guests were wined and dined while the models walked out in a predominantly grey and black collection. The splashes of red added fire while symbolizing the 'Red' clothing that intended to fight AIDS in Africa. Armani's motto of the show: Shop till it stops!
Fairly new on the scene, Gareth Pugh came up with a collection that was termed as bizarre yet brilliant. His high concept concoctions produced voluminous coats and geometric shapes combined with latex. On the other hand, veteran designer Zandra Rhodes brought her sixties' magic back to LFW after an absence of 20 years and showed that her love for vivid colour, print and glamourama was still alive.
Indian presence was felt at LFW with Ashish Gupta who presented a fairly simple, understated collection and Manish Arora who more than made up for theatrics with his OTT madness. Arora debuted at LFW last year and is known in London for clothes closer to costumes than ready-to-wear.
Designers like Clare Tough, who belong to the future of fashion were most appreciated at London Fashion Week. The fact that they work hard to come up with two collections a year without a heavyweight advertising budget is what gets them respect and in turn, thunderous applause.
Veterans like the American born Ben de Lisi put up a collection that exuded glamour as well as a million pounds worth of diamonds. Great expense is an advantage only established designers enjoy.
Basso & Brook, the designer duo who won Fashion Fringe (LFW's award for aspiring designers) a couple of years ago, returned with a collection that focused on fusion.
Bella Freud revived Biba, the brand popular in the late sixties, and recreated the vintage look with skinny short dresses, vests and those high platform shoes that are still a rage today.
LFW was largely about revival, as even designer duo Gharani Strok took inspiration from '50's Malibu' and staged a show that mixed vintage prints with bright yellows and greens. Promoting British model Lily Cole, they kept the spirit of Twiggy alive, rejecting the new thin ban. inside bollywood Shahrukh's reign: Is the end nigh? Don is the one film that will redefine Shahrukh Khan's standing in Bollywood. Will King Khan make it or is it over for him? By Saibal Chatterjee Keep an eye on the imminent release of superstar Shahrukh Khan's second film of the year, Farhan Akhtar's Don. More than anything else, it will probably deliver the answer to a question that has been dogging the more discerning among Mumbai movie industry observers for a while now: is King Khan's reign nearing its end? Shahrukh fans might feel that this question is a tad premature because the star is still a saleable proposition. Indeed, that has always been Shahrukh's strength. More a performer than an actor, he draws crowds to the movie theatres with his innate ability to provide unalloyed entertainment within a limited, predictable bandwidth. Therein lies his greatest drawback. Shahrukh has never shown evidence of an inclination to break free from his established screen persona and get into the skin of a character. He has never been required to go beyond set patterns because his fans seem to be happy enough with the way he is. So whether he is a lover boy, an army man or a royal figure from the pages of history, Shahrukh will always play Shahrukh. But it's getting terribly tiresome. If his laboured performance in Karan Johar's Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna is any indication, fatigue seems to be catching up with him. Well, it makes perfect sense for a superstar to keep repeating himself as long as the tried and tested set of mannerisms appeals to the masses, but it is time for reinvention when that stops working. Will Don, a reworking of a monster hit of the 1970s, provide that much-needed injection of novelty into Shahrukh's career? If it doesn't and if Shahrukh comes up short in the inevitable comparison with the original Amitabh Bachchan star turn, it could spell the beginning of the end of the Shahrukh Khan era. Surrounded by a new breed of male stars that have learnt how to downplay their established screen personae in order to flesh out clearly defined characters, Shahrukh does not have much room for complacency. For the likes of Aamir Khan, Hrithik Roshan (now preparing to play Akbar in Ashutosh Gowariker's next film), Ajay Devgan, Saif Ali Khan, Abhishek Bachchan, substance has taken precedence over mere show in a series of recent films. Shahrukh has increasingly begun to look like a bit of an anachronism, a throwback to a past when it was enough for a star to play himself, no matter what the role. Many superstars before Shahrukh – Dev Anand, Rajendra Kumar, Amitabh Bachchan and Rajesh Khanna, to name the most prominent – have suffered much the same fate. Amitabh ruled Bollywood for close to two decades on the strength of his angry young man image, but by the late 1980s, that career-defining persona had outlived its utility. Therefore, when the biggest star Bollywood has ever seen sought to extend his run at the top with an ill-advised dependence on the image of the past, he came a cropper. If the redoubtable Amitabh Bachchan is still a force to reckon with, it is because he has successfully made the transition from an all-conquering superstar peddling a saleable image to an actor of many parts taking on creative challenges. Actors trapped in an image (notably Rajesh Khanna) are known to fade out completely once their fan support base erodes. Remember the last few films of Khanna's career as a superstar? A slave to mannerisms, he let his persona overwhelm the actor in him. Audiences lost patience with his jaded style, and the one-time box office king lost ground quickly. Shahrukh Khan is pretty close to a situation where he seems to be acting merely from memory, not from any creative stimuli stemming from the assignment at hand. In KANK, his pronounced mannerisms kill any possibility of the character he plays, a failed footballer turned coach, acquiring a life of its own. Shahrukh the superstar is in desperate need of resuscitation. Don, therefore, will be one of the most important films of his career. It will tell us whether he is good enough for a new lease of life at the top.
-- Courtesy Hindustan Times In the picture Friends with Money****1/2 *ing: Jennifer Aniston, Joan Cusack, Catherine Keener, Frances McDormand, Greg Germann and Jason Isaacs. Director: Nicole Holofcener Friends with Money can be termed as one of the most
quirkiest, funniest, interesting and intelligent The storyline involves four friends: a fashion designer on the verge of depression (Frances McDormand), a wealthy philanthropist (Joan Cusack), a squabbling screenwriter (Catherine Keener) and their neurotic single friend (Jennifer Aniston). All four of them come with their own set of diagrams - Frances is married to a man who is just too nice to be straight, Joan is married to Greg and both of them spend their days passing judgments on others while Catherine and Jason are always involved in some form of bickering at any given moment. The star of the show (popularity wise), Jennifer Aniston is stalking her married ex-boyfriend as well as having a fling with a trainer. All four women are completely different from each other and yet, they find a common ground. This is a film about women, their problems, marital or otherwise, communication gaps, self-doubt, and a lot more. Even though the focus of the film lies on the lives of the rich and relatively famous, it doesn't say wealth is evil and poor is noble. In the materialistic culture that we live in, it seems that money is the solution to everything. Friends with Money breaks that preconceived notion and tries to say that life has its problems - money or no money. At the same time, it also says that money is the new deal. It is more important to buy your kid an expensive pair of shoes than having the right relationship with your spouse. Well, at least in a cosmopolitan city like Los Angeles. Throughout the film, the 'quirkiness' of each character is highlighted to a whole new level. The trainer with whom Jen has a fling with shows brand new amusing levels of how to exploit your girlfriend. But beneath all that wry humour of the film, there are questions. If cowboys can be gay, does it mean shampoo and cashmere loving men can be straight? As human beings, can we look at things without judging and stereotyping? Does wealth necessarily lead to happiness? You don't find the answers in the film. It aims only to open your eyes and leaves it at that. This plot works well. This film is not propagating anything but only showing a side of society that most American filmmakers tend to stay away from. It is not about who got the money from where but rather what difference does it make and how. Acting wise, Friends with Money works solely on the shoulders of the four women. All of them deliver fantastic performances. As a screenwriter, Catherine is believable and as a wife, she is superb. Ditto for Joan Cusack and Frances McDormand, who is the most finicky, annoyingly ethical character in the film. Cut a line in front of her and there comes a lecture. And even though, Jen's role has similarity to her known screen character Rachel (both are shown financially struggling), it is delightful to see her break loose on the big screen. After back to back flops (Derailed, Along Came Polly and Rumour Has It), this is the one film that shows that Jen can act. It reminds one of Jen from The Object of My Affection. And it should be said that it's the director who should be applauded. The scenes between all four women together are simply amazing. It is teamwork and it shows. Men don't have much of a role in the film. However, as supporting cast, they do full justice. Friends with Money is a film rich with wry comedy, heartbreak and gives an intimate and honest look at life and all its messy spirals. Thi down to earth quality is what makes this film, a must see. Highly recommended! --Maheen Sabeeh
*YUCK **WHATEVER ***GOOD ****SUPER *****AWESOME
India's Oscar race Oscars are not due till February 2007 but lobbying for the
Indian nomination has begun in India.
Brad's got a new mission Paramount Pictures, which recently fired Tom Cruise, is
reportedly gunning to have Brad Pitt replace
Shahrukh thinks smoking is shameful, but he still puffs Shahrukh Khan, once a chain smoker is now trying to quit
smoking!! At least SRK asks his fans to not to miss the beginning and the end of the film. He further says that the film is not exactly a remake of the 1977 blockbuster and it is quite different from the original one. More interestingly it is learnt that director Farhan Akhtar has shot two climaxes for the film, which other than the King Khan also stars Priyanka Chopra and Kareena Kapoor as lead actors. The older as well as the new generation who have seen the film umpteenth times are eagerly waiting to see if Farhan Akhtar and Shahrukh Khan can recreate the magic on the silver screen again – and importantly, whether Shahrukh Khan successfully manages to fit into the big boot of the original Don, Amitabh Bachchan.
Aishwarya Rai and Abhishek Bachchan paired in Sarkar 2 The other big stars of Bollywood, Ash and Abhishek, the hottest couple in tinsel town, will be seen together in Ram Gopal Varma's sequel of Sarkar. Although there are still months left for the project to go on the floors, Ramu has confirmed the presence of Aishwarya Rai in Sarkar 2 opposite Abhishek Bachchan. Sarkar 2 will also be the second film to bring Amitabh Bachchan, Abhishek and Aishwarya together on the big screen. The trio previously jammed together for the song 'Kajra Re' in last year's hit Bunty Aur Babli. In Ramu's film, however, their roles will be properly fleshed out. Ramu says he has been thinking of working with Aishwarya for quite some time. But he did not jump on the decision because he wanted to cast her in a project that is "worthy of her presence". Just as Sarkar was Ramu's own interpretation of Francis Ford Coppola's movie The Godfather, Sarkar 2 will be roughly along the same lines. The film, scheduled to go on the floors in February, will show Abhishek Bachchan becoming the head of the clan. Amitabh will have relatively lesser footage. Aishwarya will play the woman who loves Abhi and opposes his involvement in underworld activities. Even before Sarkar 2 goes on the floors, we will see Ash and Abhi in Umrao Jaan and Guru. The last time, Ash and Abhi came together in a film (Kuch Na Kaho, Dhai Akshar Prem Ke), there was no chemistry between them. But now that the two are together, we wonder how they'll look onscreen! Watch out for yourself as Umrao Jaan promos are being aired.
Hollywood renews faith in films Fifty years after Charlton Heston as Moses descended the
mountain in The LA Times reports that in what it describes as "the biggest commitment of its sort by a Hollywood studio," News Corp's Fox Filmed Entertainment is expected to unveil plans to produce as many as a dozen FoxFaith films a year with at least six of those films to be released in theatres under an agreement with two of the largest US chains, AMC Theatres and Carmike Cinemas. Hollywood has a long history of movies with religious themes including The Ten Commandments and The Greatest Story Ever Told. And now these FoxFaith films, to be based on Christian bestsellers, will have small budgets of less than 5 million dollars each, compared with the 60 million dollars average. The movies will be backed by 5 million dollars marketing campaigns each. Passion grossed 612 million dollars worldwide, thanks to its appeal to Christians. Another spiritual odyssey, The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, took in 745 million dollars globally. Most recently, Christians came out for the controversial Da Vinci Code, which brought in 754 million dollars worldwide. Watch this space to find out if this is another Hollywood blunder or a fantastic way of raking in more audiences from all parts of the globe! If there is money to be made from religion, even the most hardened secular capitalist will go for it.
Ad nausea: An unchallenged reality? One look at
a majority of nation's many TV channels and the first word that comes to mind
is 'desperation'. 24 hour networks and not
enough software to fill the hours. Not enough software because there aren't
enough actors, hosts, directors, producers, singers, et al. But the show must
go on. Must keep running the channels to accommodate the zillions of ads
folks from these organizations' hungry marketing departments scamper out to
get. Getting advertising is the primary aim. Everything else is secondary. There is no precedent anywhere in the world to the amount of commercials that run on Pakistani channels. And the way they are run. Before programs, soon after the title of the programs, more than a dozen times in between the programs, right before the end credits of the program, before the news, after the title of the news, after the headlines, in between the news … What's more, even while a program is on there is no respite, as vibrant (and highly distracting) "scroll bars" of all sorts of soap, biscuit, cola, tea and chhalia brands cut across almost a quarter of the screen, while blinding flashers of the same brands dance over the heads of actors, newscasters and hosts… absolute madness, this. It does not matter what the
program is about or who is on. Because it is only in Pakistan where TV
channels can also get away by actually having a million ad breaks …
deceivingly called "Chhoti si break!" … and those awful flashers
and scrolls even during an interview with the President of the country! I just cannot watch a local TV channel for more than ten minutes at a go. There are no guidelines as to how the ads have to be organized in between programming, like there are on almost all channels beyond Pakistan. No ethics in this respect are seen driving the channels, the companies who want to advertise their brands and the advertising agencies that make their ads. No planning, nothing. So do not be surprised if you see a Lux or a Tulsi flasher while the President or a scholar is talking about important political stuff, or the screen is showing flooded roads and broken homes. What is the message? That we should bathe with Lux in the rains and pop a few Tulsi packs while listening to the President speak about terrorism? Selling grandma I have taken up this issue with a number of "executive producers" and policy people of many of the Pakistani channels and all they have to say is that they need the advertising to survive and pay the people their salaries. How obnoxiously simplistic! After all, so do the hundreds of channels everywhere else. Even our Indian counterparts who too are reeling (nay, reeking) with the new found, amoral nouveau-economics of consumerism, even they seem to have a clear policy in this respect. They have a lot of ads as well, but they run it in a way that (comparatively speaking), does not seem as overbearing and rampant or as offending to the aesthetic and intellectual sensibilities of their viewers. (Frigging "time checks," anyone? I mean duh! What is next on the "available for sponsorship" slot? Grandmothers?). There just has to be a limit to all this. Because thanks to the desperate non-policy policies regarding advertising on Pakistani channels, none of them can be taken seriously, really. I mean how can I take a channel seriously when I am told that "Jazz Ladies First Hogayee Hit" right after the headlines proclaiming total devastation in Karachi due to rains. I mean it would have made more sense had the lady been hit by a minibus or drowned in an open nullah! And I can only turn to a saner channel if soon after learning that Nawab Bugti had been killed, I am told by a gentleman, "Main tey Honda laysaan." I mean, really, watching
Pakistani channels is like facing one of the finest pieces of black comedy.
If only it wasn't so goddamn slapstick.
The art of spin: We are the Borg Now, coming back to the question of the lack of any worthwhile people available to run and color these channels. Well, it was somewhat better when we just had a single (state-owned channel). There was very little space to make room for oneself in it. Only the best actors, directors, singers, newscasters, writers and hosts made it. And what made them special was the dreaded channel's suffocating censor policies. The irony is that such a scenario kept them on their toes and at their best. It is an irony because now that we have dozens and dozens of channels out there with pretty liberal (even though at times rather contradictory and warped), programming policies, the whole concept (or ability?) of quality seems to have flown out the window. So what has happened? 1) Talented, established players, have been turned into autoerotic and robotic performers, getting material (if you can call it that) with not an iota of any meaningful or relevant substance. They just seem to be going through the motions dictated to them by the whole idea of "quantity rules!" In the end "all's well" if this philosophy keeps the channel's corporate backers happy and does not bother the government and the state by reflecting situations and lives that though in the majority and in a sorry state, are never seen in a teleplay or a music video. What's even worse is this so-called liberalism's mighty hypocritical manner in which it keeps buttering the whole institution of mullahism and the Armed Forces. They either do not touch this topic, or keep showing the mullah as a wise old man, and the man in uniform as the most patriotic one this side of cringing chauvinism. 2) Since the number of established players is small, the channels have discovered the notorious and very American ploy of spinning and creating "stars" through zero talent and pure hype. Thus, keeping in mind the amoral, hedonistic sociology being woven by the rampant arrival of the economics of consumerism, the channels started to pull in "educated," English-speaking (preferably with a strange mixture of American and British accents), young people. Till only a few years ago these people were hardly ever seen outside their comfy drawing rooms, even though some did start to venture out to start fashion boutiques and cafes in the cities' posh localities. Perfect. Because after all, their business ethics, sociology and "beliefs" were an ideal reflection of the "values" being propagated by what we the media so enthusiastically call "Globalization" i.e. consumerism, amoral pragmatism, apoliticism and "neo-liberalism." Meaning, in terms of any worthwhile philosophy, NOTHINGISM! They are perfect sellers and market for corporate capitalism and great advocates of the depoliticization of youth culture. They, we are told, are "the face of a liberal Pakistan," but without ever stepping on the toes of those who are the backside of real Pakistan (i.e. the army, the mullah, the feudal lord!). Too political, y'know. So on they come with their dance, gana, fashion, soap operas, award ceremonies, et al. In spite the fact these seriously lack quality and try to make it up with a peculiar brand of highly homogenous quantity (and that too in the name of "individualism"), I'm fine with that. Really am. I mean I hardly watch any, and none would really want me to watch it or worse, comment about it, now would they? My entire journalistic and writing career I have been a "recluse," but believe me being a "recluse" has never made more sense to me than it does now. I feel unspoiled by the raving ways of "globalization." What a loser! But what does get to me is when I see some of these folks being given satire shows and discussion programs. Even though I love the whole awkward, unintentional black comedy about it, but gosh! They'll mutter politics, philosophy, psychology and history like an arrogant (but highly confused), high school kid to whom life and history began after the end of the Cold War in 1990. Ask them when did Zia die, or when was Bhutto hanged, or what were the circumstances behind Ayub's Martial Law, and they're likely to run to mama for answers. And yet I see them on the screen with whole programs being aired to millions of common Pakistanis, most of whom are left scratching their heads as to who on earth are these strange, brown-skinned, English-speaking creatures. Then, of course, after a round of super pretension comes that "choti si break" and "Main tey Honda laysaan." But the channels know these kids are not a long term solution. In the end nobody worth his or her salt is really taking them seriously (thank heavens for that!). They've been spun vigorously by some channels to come out looking like stars, but the channels know it is not working because in the end, even that animated Telefun girl is beating them hands down in the star sweepstakes. The channels aware of this are now frantically looking for young men and women with real (as opposed to spun and manufactured) intelligence, charisma and star power. So here arrives my third point. 3) Are there any out there? Yes they are, and some have already been part of this neo-liberal circus. Must remind you I am using the term "neo-liberal" very sarcastically. It's me, y'know. What a loser. First, there is all the oldie goldies, out of which only Anwar Maqsood and Moin Akhtar have managed to maintain some credibility and actually found a large niche in the new scenario. Unfortunately, most of their contemporaries have allowed themselves to hit an all-time low (even though they are making better money). Then among the young, Ali Azmat, Strings, Humayun Saeed, Hadiqa, Noori, EP, Call, Faisal Qureshi, Mani, Mekaal Hassan? Real talent but now suffering an equal amount of well-paid humiliation and mutation in the name of "fashion" and "style" and "art." Unfortunately, they spend more time cursing loser critics like me for (supposedly) asking them to "die of starvation like true artistes," when all I ask of them is to bring a bit more credibility saving method to their quantitative money making sprees. They have all been lovingly co-opted by the channels' corporate backers and their spin doctors. But now the channels are looking at the really difficult ones. The ones who have (through their own work and qualities), found an ever-growing band of admirers among the crowds most interestingly being eyed by corporate brands and thus channels wanting to attract this market. Four names spring to mind: Aamir Zaki, Fasi Zaka and Sajid and Zeeshan. Way ahead in artistic quality, integrity, intelligence and charisma than all the new "spun out" and manufactured "stars" put together. The channels know this. Therefore, in come some channels knowing these men do not need much spinning. Instead, they decide they need "grooming." And the co-opting ceremony has already started. Call these people to all the music and fashion awards ceremonies. Let them see what "nice" and "beautiful" people we are. Better still, ask them to perform at these ceremonies and then run their pictures in glossy rags. Tell the people they are one of us! It is a pretty interesting scenario, really. Amoral "star"-spinners bloated with their successful hunts regarding tons of numbing advertising slots and the hoards of mutants they push down our throats as "stars" (hosts, VJs, actors, musicians, directors, models, etc.). Now they are out to co-opt (read mutate), those with even an inkling of real star power, talent and intellectual credibility. The spinners are on a high. They are convinced the co-opting of this breed of star material will be a success. Let us hope not.
CHARTS "Either you write songs or you don't. And if you do write songs like I do, I think there's a natural desire to want to make records." --Roger Waters of Pink Floyd Pakistani 1. One Light Year at Snail Speed - Sajid and Zeeshan 2. Sun Re - Abbas Ali Khan 3. Sawal - Rushk 4. Jilawatan - Call 5. Be The One - Omer Inayat Hindustani 1.Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna 2. Don 3. Jaaneman 4. Dil Diya Hai 5. Omkara English 1. Open The Door - Evanescence 2. Revolution - Audioslave 3. Stadium Arcadium - Red Hot Chilli Peppers 4. Loose - Nelly Furtado 5. Under The Iron Sea - Keane Courtesy:
Laraib Music, Clifton Shopping Centre, Boating Basin, Karachi. profile The dark horse of Pakistani pop Don't just get carried away by the videos, grab the album. Abbas Ali Khan's Sun Re is pure listening pleasure Second coming: After a lukewarm response to his debut
album Humsafar, Abbas has hit just the right spot with Sun Re Album: Sun Re***1/2 Artist: Abbas Ali Khan The warm-up to Abbas Ali Khan's new album included the release of three very ingenious videos that due to over play on music channels got imbedded in public memory – 'Sun Re', 'Teri Yaad' and 'Malal' left music aficionados in Pakistan convinced that Abbas was a talented musician with a strong control over vocals. His debut album Humsafar, though appreciated by music critics, was released in 2003 but got lost in bad distribution. To assure this didn't happen again, the talented vocalist signed up with IC and got more out of the deal than planned as he ended up with a not only better marketed album but also a better stylized self, one that helped create a new image for him. Suddenly, Abbas' music not only sounded good but looked better too. By the time his second album, Sun Re hit the market, the Abbas Ali Khan hype was built up to the maximum and expectations were high. Success depended entirely on the merits of the album,
though and Sun Re does live up to expectations, more or less. The album works
its way through twelve love songs, all playing with diverse moods of well,
being in love whether with memories of lost love, the beloved or even one's
country. While 'Sun Re' and 'Malal' are soulful ballads, the latter a tad bit
macabre yet haunting. 'Aa Zara' and 'Sanvaria' are finger-snapping beats that
call out for love with optimism. 'Teri Yaad', is experimental in its
inclusion of rap by Waleed but where this song pushes the boundaries of a
ballad, 'Doori' falls prey to the prototype set by the beat of the dholak. If
it weren't for the lyrics that dwell on the memories of lost love, this would
very well serve as a dholak-luddi number often played at weddings. It's got a
distinct "gagar" feel to it. Another song that falls prey to
tradition is 'Des Ki Khushboo'. The patriotic track has become an essential
part of every music album and it seems Abbas in a moment of weakness decided
to do one too. There's no enthusiasm in either its music or lyrics to justify
why exactly it was made part of the album. It's just there, hanging in a
rather mediocre limbo, sticking out like a sore thumb amongst the other
musical gems. The vocals on the album are what make it a cut above the other options in the market. One enjoys the ease with which Abbas goes through the songs – there are no strains or uncomfortable moments here. From quick paced to relaxed, energetic to languid; through English, Urdu and even a brief dose of Punjabi, Abbas Ali Khan indisputably has control over his voice and he puts it to good use. 'Raaton Mein' and 'Dhoondte' are the kind of mellow songs one listens to while sipping coffee and gazing out at the rain. It leaves one in a lazy, loving mood that could be happy or depressive depending upon whether you've found love or lost it. Abbas Ali Khan plays with moods the same way he plays with music. There's diversity in his album, and yet it's a cohesive piece of work that ostensibly comes from one source. The production is good and though the lyrics aren't exactly poetic masterpieces, they cannot be categorized as fluff either. Definitely not. The album takes another brief dip down with 'Na Jane Kyun' which isn't bad but has you feeling that it definitely could have been better. A fairly long song, it gets boring and is unable to hold interest. After another bout of mellowness with 'Des Ki Khushboo' comes a much needed spirit lifter. 'Sanvaria' could have landed straight from the disco era of the eighties. With the orchestra in the background it is very Blondie goes to Funky Town via Rina Roy's Disco Station. 'Sanvaria' is a fun loving track but it's also a little pretentious. This one seems a little out of character for the vocalist who came up with the work of genius, 'Sun Re'. And yet Abbas Ali Khan endorses the song with a double. It sounds good, so who cares if its pretentious. 'Aa Zara', however, is Sun Re's piece de resistance and should easily make it to the number one spot. The song, with its pace and mood, is simply brilliant. At this point one just can't help notice that other than 'Aa Zara' and 'Sanvaria', the only songs which have high impact are those which have been released as creatively shot videos over the past few months. When a musician puts out a video that may be more appreciated than the music it is made to, he steps into risky territory and that is what Abbas Ali Khan has done but much to his luck, the strategy works in his favour. That is probably because he knows how to sing. Indeed, the person he thanks the most on his album is his guru, Ustad Fateh Ali Khan, the great kheyal gaiki stalwart. Couple that classical training with using the production talents of Sarmad Ghafoor, and Abbas has come up with a winner. Produced wholly and solely in Islamabad, Sun Re speaks volumes about the burgeoning popular music scene in capital. It's selling like hot cakes in the market, making Abbas Ali Khan a force to reckon with in the future. If he makes videos for 'Aa Zara' and 'Sanvaria', he might just become numero uno overnight. *****Classic ****Excellent ***Good **Fair/Average/Mediocre *Poor/Pathetic/etctc
The low
budget video to watch out for Always shunned for being a
boring city and all, Islamabad ironically has one of the most progressive and
happening underground rock scenes in the country. Forget Vital Signs,
Islamabad in recent years has given the Pakistani music scene Corduroy, Omer
Inayat, Abbas Ali Khan and Rungg. Saturn is yet another Islamabadi band
making waves these days with their single, 'Rakh'. Their debut video, shot by
Zeeshan Parwez, is definitely one you can't miss in the plethora of music
videos on air these days. You can't help but take notice when you see a bunch
of reasonably good looking boys, standing around like zombies, playing to an
equally comatose audience at a function the likes of which some bands still
play before they find success – only for the scene to completely switch.
From a very boring performance of a decent song, the band straight away gets
into the rock mode, black nail polish and all and starts burning down the
house. The concept according to Zeeshan Parwez, who is undoubtedly the master
of brilliantly shot low budget videos, was a spoof Moammar Rana and Sanam Agha make a great team But then again, there is
something about gloss too. And when it comes to high gloss on television Mariah Carey, RHCP lead American Music Awards After losing out at MTV
Video Music Awards, Mariah Carey is back with
How Ali Haider stole MHB's thunder At a recent gig, Ali Haider proved that when it comes to live performances, he is still one of the best - even better than MHB Pop wonder steals the show Live concerts are perhaps the simplest way to understand where an artist stands amongst fans. When a band performs live, the reaction they generate reflects their standing amongst the masses. This fact came into play recently when Ali Haider proved to be the only one to make students of CBM (College of Business Management) dance at a concert. Even though, names like Aaroh and Mekaal Hasan Band were also performing and they did a fine job, it was the pop wonder of the nineties who brought life to a concert that was otherwise boring. Experience is the name of the game There are many reasons why
Ali Haider stole the show that night. But the biggest reason can be his
understanding of a crowd. Ali Haider has been a performer since the nineties.
He may not be churning out pop ditties like 'Sandesa' and 'Qarar' anymore,
but he certainly has enough albums to bank on. Despite having a brand new
album out in the market, he stayed away from his new numbers. He knew this
was a tough crowd to please and they would not be receptive to new songs.
Instead Ali opened his set with a remixed version of 'Purani Jeans'. This was
a nostalgic song, one that these students had grown up listening to and the
result was hoots and applause from the audience. Everyone knew the words and
everyone was singing. It was a smart move on Ali's part. On the other hand, Aaroh and MHB both failed to make their presence felt. They did everything right, the songs were great and so was the performance. However, they did not do the most important thing, one that makes a good concert great and that was communicating with the audience. Where Ali made comments like, "Yaha kitnay kuwarey hain aur kitni kunwariyan hain?" MHB and Aaroh - both did not have a rapport with the audience. Farooq did ask the crowd, "Ab kya sunna hai?" but it wasn't enough. Because this was a concert that started three hours late and these were students who had classes the next morning. They were angry and they were tired. They needed to be taken away with the beat of drums and the energy of the band. Sadly, they weren't given that energy. As a performer, Farooq did make some impact. He come off the stage twice and came right next to the crowd and head banged with them but it was only for a few seconds. As soon as he would go up, the hoots would die down. With Mekaal Hasan Band, the scene was different altogether. Most people had left by the time they came on. Three hours is a big wait and considering that it was a weekday, it was a wrong expectation. Partly, the organizers were responsible for not starting on time. But it wasn't just the delay. Those who did stay back seemed aloof to MHB. After all, the playlist was predictable. Songs like 'Jhok Ranjhan' and 'Ya Ali' are performed by MHB all the time. They did perform their latest single, 'Andholan' and it did create stir amongst the given few but only for a few seconds. MHB lacks a frontman in the truest essence of the term. Usually, the vocalist of a band is the one who creates a connection with the audience. With MHB, there has never been that connection. Their front man doesn't really chat and neither does Mekaal himself. The fact that they brought in a new vocalist (Akbar Bashir) only compounded that effect. As a vocalist, Akbar was excellent. The brother of Jawad Bashir (MHB's current vocalist), this guy was simply brilliant. But beyond that voice, he had no impact. It was this difference between Ali Haider and the others that made him a clear winner that night. Having been a performer for years, Ali Haider knows how to make performances bouncy, fun and interesting. Ali started dancing on stage and had desi dhols playing in certain songs. His unpredictability was thrilling! As a band, MHB may have the ability to take a small crowd into a new musical dimension but when it comes to masses, they still have a long way to go. Aaroh has been in the music industry for three years now but they only have one album to their name. They have been performing those same songs for years now. Aaroh may have improved as a live act but without new songs, there is only so much they can do. In this concert, the only time Aaroh really got attention was with 'Gharoli', which has become their signature cover at every concert. It was with this one song that girls and boys shouted and danced their hearts out. What now? Ultimately, concerts have a lot to do with entertainment. A small intimate gathering is easy to hold but hundreds of students who listen to anyone from A.R. Rahman to Nirvana to Noori have high standards to meet. It's time bands like Aaroh realize that head banging and menacing guitaring is not the way to increase fan following. It is the onstage antics of Ali Azmat that make him a musical force to reckon with, it is "Maza aaraha hai," and "Mera saath gaao," that makes Ali Noor a livewire performer and it is the suave moves and Kishore Kumar style that make Ali Zafar, a pop wonder. It is important that MHB starts paying attention to their communication skills. They may be one of the best live acts around but impeccable sound isn't only thing that makes a concert rock. It is making the audience relate to the depth of the MHB sound. For that, someone from this band has to take the limelight and face bored teenagers and make them have fun. As for Ali Haider, all he needs to do now is make one album that stands out for its musical coherency and lyrical genius. Because as a live performer, Ali Haider simply rocks! --Photos by Abdul Aleem
With most live rockers being from Lahore, the last big concert featuring Noori, EP, Call and MHB was a resounding success where rowdy headbangers had a field day till security shooed them out! By Savaiz
Bokhari After a fairly long stretch, a 'live' concert finally managed to happen in Lahore. Since it was after such a long while, it had to be BIG. It had a dream bill - the poster for the gig read: Krash & Dreamweaver Present LIVE 4 ROCK…Noori, Call, EP, MHB (Mekaal Hasan Band for the yet uninitiated). The date: Sunday September 17 2006, the venue: Alhamra Open Air.' In short it had the makings and marketing of 'that one mega event this year'. One just had to check it out despite the hot and humid weather and an off chance of a late monsoon downpour. I wasn't the only one because the crowd was enough to fill half the Open Air, which is unfortunately all the capacity there is as the sponsors have to put their 'backdrop' and since no one has ever thought of a 360 degree stage in the amphitheatre. The opening act was by LUMS
Music Society who thankfully performed 'only' two songs. Their performance
lacked any 'polished' talent, but one could see the effort they had put into
it and their passion for what they do. For the mean time, They definitely
should not quit their day job (studying at LUMS) because their music alone
wouldn't take them far. The 'band' was: Shibli Mansoori-Lead; Zain 'Molvi'-Bass;
Rahim-Rhythms; Haroon-Drums and the guy on vocals forgot to mention his own
name. They performed an off tempo cover of 'Stairway To Heaven' which may
have been intentional, however I seriously doubt the 'Hai Hai' they sang on
'their' version of Pearl Jam's 'Jeremy' had anything to do with the original
lyrics of the song. A for effort, nothing more! The concert finally began with Hassaan (of EP) announcing the band Call on stage for their performance. Junaid (vocals) immediately came forward mike in hand and demanded 'a round of applause for the band that just performed'. Call were fielding a full strength line-up with Waqar (back from Australia for percussion duties); Xulfi (his preferred spelling on lead guitars); Junaid (as always on lead vocals); Farhan (on rhythm guitar) and Sultan (on bass guitar) so the audience expected an exceptional performance. Xulfi wore a white shirt with a loose 'hanging' red tie (possibly to accentuate the 'punk' credentials of the band). The set included a mere three songs so it had to be the three 'hit' songs: 'Sub Bhula Ke', 'Pukaar' and 'Shayad' the latter two bringing the crowd to its feet. To announce Mekaal Hasan Band's performance Xulfi and Hassaan came back. This time Xulfi wore a black T-shirt with 'Pride, Teamwork & Effort' written on the front. Mekaal arrived on stage with his normal retinue and straight off they launched into 'Darbari' - their eastern classical-rock fusion number followed by 'Jhok Ranjhan' - their latest eastern folk-rock fusion song. The next two tracks were the band's major hits, 'Sanwal' & 'Ya Ali' with the latter being demanded by the crowd before the band actually performed it. The last performance of the evening was the Mekaal Hassan composed instrumental 'Pantagruel' from his debut (underground) album Square One. The last song reminded all and sundry that this concert was all about looking back and 'feeling good' about the progress of the local 'rock scene'. Just when you thought that all was safe (and civilized) out pops the hefty Ahmed Ali Butt (exclaiming 'Hey! My People!') and straight away gets hooted at by his taunting legions of fans. First thing he tells them is "Whatever you are going to say later say it now!" (obviously in Punjabi). After the initial barrage from the fans he riled them up by telling them to make 'as much noise as they could' then turning to the 'less noisy' side he commented 'Ai Mufte Aye Hain' (These guys are here for free) which was apparently a taunt at the sponsor Djuice's offer to get a free pass by loading a card of a 'specific' value. As usual Ahmed threatened to perform covers of 'Mahiya' (originally by Annie) & 'You've Got Something' (originally by Omer Inayat) but instead settled to deliver a very 'energized' version of 'Hamein Azma' delivered to near perfection. They followed it up with a similarly 'vigorous' rendition of 'Hamesha' (causing the mostly lazy crowd to do some 'sit-down' head banging). The band sensing the mood changed their 'tune' and performed a commendable cover of the M:I Theme (originally by Limp Bizkit) following it up interestingly with 'Waqt' (featuring Xulfi's on lead vocals) which caused the majority of those gathered to 'sing along'. The crowd strongly at their back, EP had the audacity to perform the Sajjad Ali days gone by hit 'Bolo Bolo' turning it into a semi-rock-alt number that one would generally associate with an alt-rock outfit like EP. While still on the 'subject' of covering other musicians next up was the ever popular cover of 'Killing In The Name Of….' (originally by Rage Against The Machine). The band ended their performance for the night by performing a new number 'Kya Hota' and doing a '15-minute' stretching of 'Hamein Azma' for the 'benefit' of those who wished to head-bang. The final act on the bill for the night was Noori. Ali Noor who had been listening to the entire night's proceedings while seated 'among the audience' emerged from among them to emphasize the band's 'new' image as a hard rock band true to its 'underground' roots. He introduced the members of the band 'for the night': Amir (ex-Coven on keyboards); Fahad Khan (on drums); Ali Hamza (on bass) and Ali Noor himself as always providing the vocals. Noori performed the songs from their second album. They just started on a nostalgic note - with a mild humming of the opening stanza of 'Manwa Re' before launching with all their might into a 'near violent' interpretation of 'Kuttay Te Tho Uttay', which can be best classified only as a full metal version'. After the initial 'shock' came the fast tempo of 'Nishaan' and the (speedier) version of 'Khalla'. When it came around to the turn for the debut album the band started off with the title track 'Suno Ke Mein Hoon Jawan' which was in turn followed up with 'Sohniye' at which point the crowd had become so restless that one could see a bunch of boys dancing precariously at the edge of the trench separating the stage from the crowd seating area with their shirts off while others threw mineral water bottles and juice packs at the stage littering it completely. Ali Noor nearly slipped off one of the sticky juice cartons strewn across the stage. He tried to 'politely request' them to behave more maturely but the band's performance lasted exactly one more song before the organizers resorting to using 'force' to push back the crowds causing just about everyone to leave the venue. It was perhaps a fitting end to a hard rock show, the last great concert Lahore will see till Eid. The event was a joint collaborative effort of Krash & Dreamweaver Productions with the help of newly constituted event arranging outfit CreativeHQ. Here's hoping that they do many more events like these. As for the abrupt end, well when it comes to rock, you have to take the bad with the good. |
|