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The word “Sufi”

July 10th, 2011 No comments

Sufism or tasawwuf (Arabic ) is defined by its adherents as the inner, mystical dimension of Islam. A practitioner of this tradition is generally known as a Sufi. Another name for a Sufi is Dervish.

This is what you get to read when you Google Sufism, though it is one to each and each to one. What thoughts you share with your heart or what it shares with you, in your heart you have faith and that faith speaks to you.

Moreover, a lot of people are getting closer to Sufi music : Sufi music, wonder what it is!? Well to me it’s the music in the poetry.

To be honest I sure don’t have all our compositions which we truly justify, there are moments when we connect to what we speak, though the moments when it connects/speaks back to us are few. It’s a master of its own. One sure cannot take away the poetry aspect out of the composition which you want to categorize in this genre.

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At times this whole “kayanaat” seems to be nothing but fake , but I can’t take away the fact of our existence because of it. The “Justuju” of living and making a foot place for oneself puts us through a lot of tests in life.

Lots of deviations, lots of lustful thoughts occur to me. Sometimes I bypass them and at times I fall into them. What remains with me is that feeling of being strong, feeling of being weak. These tests to me paint a picture which is no less than a mystery. Why do I feel what I feel, how do I feel what I feel.

Happy, sad, dejected, angry, lost, hurt, pain, aggression, calm. I have no idea why at times I can’t speak a word even if I want to after performing “mazhab” with Highway 61. There is a sense of lightness in my head at times like that. This mystery is nothing but the connect to my Almighty, be it anything, thanking him, praising him. I sure don’t have the experience to feel what others have already felt, from “Sham su tabrezi” to “Abida parveen”. They all have gone through the cycle. I hope and pray I feel what they have in time.

In time I say, because nothing happens before time.

Coming back to Sufi Poetry, I found a very interesting paragraph explaining the forms of poetry. The Sufi poetry is implicitly understood to be spiritual in its meaning, even though the lyrics can sometimes sound wildly secular, or outright hedonistic. Qawwali is profound form of Sufi music. The central themes of Qawwali are love, devotion and longing (of man for the Divine).

Qawwalis are classified by their content into several categories:

  • A hamd, Arabic for praise, is a song in praise of Allah. Traditionally, a qawwali performance starts with a hamd.
  • A naat, Arabic for description, is a song in praise of the Prophet Muhammad. The opening hamd is traditionally followed by a naat.
  • A manqabat, Arabic for characteristics, is a song in praise of either Imam Ali or one of the Sufi saints. Manqabats in praise of Ali are sung at both Sunni and Shi’a gatherings. If one is sung, it will follow right after the naat. There is usually at least one manqabat in a traditional programme.
  • A marsiya, Arabic for lamentation for a dead person, is a lamentation over the death of much of Imam Husayn’s family in the Battle of Karbala. This would typically be sung only at a Shi’a concert.
  • A ghazal, Arabic for love song, is a song that sounds secular on the face of it. There are two extended metaphors that run through ghazals—the joys of drinking and the agony of separation from the beloved. These songs feature exquisite poetry, and can certainly be taken at face value, and enjoyed at that level. In fact, in Pakistan and India, ghazal is also a separate, distinct musical genre in which many of the same songs are performed in a different musical style, and in a secular context. In the context of that genre, the songs are usually taken at face value, and no deeper meaning is necessarily implied. But in the context of qawwali, these songs of intoxication and yearning use secular metaphors to poignantly express the soul’s longing for union with the Divine, and its joy in loving the Divine. In the songs of intoxication, "wine" represents "knowledge of the Divine", the "cupbearer" (saaqi) is God or a spiritual guide, the "tavern" is the metaphorical place where the soul may (or may not) be fortunate enough to attain spiritual enlightenment. (The "tavern" is emphatically not a conventional house of worship. Rather, it is taken to be the spiritual context within which the soul exists.) Intoxication is attaining spiritual knowledge, or being filled with the joy of loving the Divine. In the songs of yearning, the soul, having been abandoned in this world by that cruel and cavalier lover, God, sings of the agony of separation, and the depth of its yearning for reunion.
  • A kafi is a poem in Punjabi, Seraiki or Sindhi, which is in the unique style of poets such as Shah Hussain, Bulleh Shah and Sachal Sarmast. Two of the more well-known Kafis include Ni Main Jana Jogi De Naal and Mera Piya Ghar Aaya.
  • A munadjaat Arabic for a conversation in the night, is a song where the singer displays his thanks to Allah through a variety of linguistic techniques. It is often sung in Persian, with Mawlana Jal?l-ad-D?n Rumi credited as its inventor.

Sufism is more about poetry and Sufi music is more about the music in that poetry. The vocals being little pinching than the normal it should take you deep within seas .

To begin with one should for sure listen to “raks se bismil” by Abida parveen.

I m just a human, not perfect but yes I have faith: so please don’t ignore the mistakes, read for yourself, do the research and stay blessed.

                                                                                                            

                                                                                                             Mohammad Muneem

It’s not always Roses

December 12th, 2010 1 comment

Galib, what creature he was, once said “A drop feels happy when it loses itself into the sea”.



Drop or sea.

What do I want to be when I am living music?



When I am on stage a strange thought talks to me. Is the person in front of me, feeling what I feel? The bridge created by air between him and me, is that intact?

Never the less “roses” do have “thorns”Guitar_and_rose_drawing_thingy_by_gooze

It seems just like split second on the stage, when things do not match the expected & the whole thing is over. You step down the stage, wonder what went wrong. Shying away you smile, as if nothing went wrong, but you know something did.

Trust me, at that time the adrenaline in your veins would not help. All you hear is the guitar solo of “comfortably numb” repeats in your mind like a record. And you start to wonder what “Pink Floyd” was. How could they do what they did…



We have a bad day we have a good day. We have a bad gig we have a good gig.

What do we take away from a good gig – Confidence about what to do.

What do we take away from a bad gig – Confidence about what not to do.

 

And we rest in Peace. Not.

Highway 61 wins Levi’s Change Your World Contest!

November 2nd, 2010 1 comment

Yes!

Finally!! Levi’s has announced it – Highway 61 is your fave band!

The “Change Your World” contest was organized in May-June 2010 by Levi’s where bands from all over the country uploaded their songs on the Levi’s website. Users had to listen to the songs & vote for them.

And thanks to all the support of our fans and the votes they gave us, we’ve managed to bag the “fave band” title! Open-mouthed

We want to thank all our ‘Bandits’ for their support & love! Thumbs-up

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So what can you expect as part of this win?

Highway 61 gets a 3 city tour and a video of one of the songs!

We’ll soon be playing in a city near you & we can’t wait for the tour to begin! Note

More info on cities & dates as we find out.

Keep checking!!

Peace.

Jaago Zara ~ Lyrics

October 6th, 2010 1 comment

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Hum aaghaaz hai
Hum anjaam hai
Hum aafaak hai
Hum aawaaz

Hum khud apan aayeena
Jo sahi vo hai raasta
Jaago ab to tum zara
Jaago zara

Jaago Zara —- (3)

Hum khuddaar hai
Hum andaaz hai
Hum azaad hai
Hum aawaaz

Hum khud apan aayeena
Jo sahi vo hai raasta
Jaago ab to tum zara

Jaago Zara —- (4)

Kiska hum to khauf hai
Apan hi to desh hai
Phir dil kyun khamosh hai
Jaago

Jaago Zara—- (4)

                                                                           – Mohammad Muneem, Highway 61

The Ahmedabad Tour – 18 & 19 Sep 2010

September 30th, 2010 1 comment

It was a trip of sleeper classes and stolen mobile phones, of 104 fevers and cold & coughs, of radio and jingles, of street foods and photo shoots, of cramped rickshaws and a Detour, of back to back shows and some awesome time with fans!

Hello Amhedabad! Wave

The trip starts with all of us taking a bus from Pune to Mumbai. For the first time, all band members arrive at the destination (Parihar Chowk) before time! So we had to wait for the bus at the roadside with everyone staring at the 5 huge instrument cases we are carrying. To top that Muneem bhaiya is wearing his typical “terrorist” stole. Alien All the more reason to stare!

One constable who was feeling very “responsible” took this as an opportunity to finally do some duty and started questioning us about the big-black-bomb-look-a-like-instrument flight cases! Chatterbox

Finally we had to show him a guitar and tell him “hum log band baaje wale hai” so that he would believe At wits end

Owing to the “low travel budget” for the show & last minute reservations, we all were now perched on the dingy berths of the sleeper class of the train from Mumbai. This is where our dear Hardik’s precious mobile phone gets stolen from right under his nose! Doh Ironically his last tweet from the phone was “The amusing inconveniences of the sleeper class…”. Bet it wasn’t amusing for him after this incident. Rolling on the floor

When we reach Ahmedabad in the morning, we find Anant is running high on fever! Sick Damn the sleeper class and it’s mosquitoes!

So we all hurriedly cramp ourselves (along with still-being-stared-at-big-black-bomb-look-a-like-instrument flight cases) in 3 rickshaws and head to Anant’s place.

We leave Anant to rest at his place (but not before we hogged the awesome gujju snacks her mom had prepared Big Grin) and head to Luxuria on S.G road where we are supposed to perform in the evening.

We thank our dear friend Aditi Anjaria for brilliantly organizing everything we needed for the show and also playing the band’s official photographer for the day! Applause

Check out some snaps taken by her!

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Also all Amdavadi people should check out the two restaurants in Luxuria, HSF (High Street Food) and Haute Peppers. The food is excellent! Plate All vegetarian though, much to the disappointment of Muneem & Rahul. Chicken

After checking out the arrangements and an excellent lunch (and some awesome snaps by Aditi), we head to 94.3 myFM for an interview. We meet the over excited RJ Krupa, we compose a jingle for myFM, record the jingle and an acoustic version of Mazhab, say bye and leave. Peace Sign

The rest of the afternoon is spent in crossword reading books and sipping coffee waiting for the sound guy to set up for the evening.

Anant arrives in the evening but is still running high on fever. We tell him to go home but he says in Raj Kapoor style “The show must go on”.

And he plays! And what a brilliant show it was \m/ We all had a blast playing, jumping, breaking stuff and making people sing along. Dancing

And the Ahmedabad public is as supportive as always which is why we jump at every opportunity to play in Ahmedabad. Happy

And which is why we had another show lined up for the next day at our friend Mrugank Shah’s activity center – Detour!

Fun Fact: Mrugank used to play guitars with a 4 member band in Pune called Overdrive. The other 3 members were Highway 61’s Hardik, Rahul and Anant! Overdrive’s original song “Cocaine give me life” composed by Mrugank is still fondly remembered.

It was an acoustic session as Anant could not make it coz of his health. Not only us, but the audience also missed him. (RJ Aditi from RED FM was there at the show and she told us “I found something missing in Mazhab today, then I realized that our Mr. Joshi is missing” Winking )

The crowd at Detour was super awesome! Detour has a capacity of around 40 people and more than double the people had turned up of the show! Oh! how we love Ahmedabad Love Struck

With Ranjit Negi’s awesome sound arrangement and our friend Kshitij Saxena jamming with us on his heart warming flute, it was an evening to remember.

Special thanks to Rahul Mansur for taking some brilliant snaps at the event. Check them out below:

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All in all, a rocking trip! We are eagerly awaiting the next chance to perform in “apnu Amdavad”

Good luck

Cheers & Peace!

H61 – The Story Behind the Name!

November 27th, 2009 No comments

Hello World! :)

Welcome to our blog! We start our journey on the blog road today.

Highway 61 is all about Music, Expression, Freedom.

A lot of people ask us what’s the reason behind the name? Well, the story goes like this:

Highway 61 is the iconic road in the Rock music history.

It runs in the USA from the ‘Delta’ i.e. the Mississippi Delta to the Canadian border. In the early 19th century, the African natives (brought to the country as slaves to work in cotton plantations) marched to their freedom over this road, migrating to mainland USA.

They took just one asset with them, their music. Time saw pocket havens of music forming along the long road, born out of this early African blues music. Aptly called the Blues Highway, it is the road to liberation & breathes freedom, music and expression.

Hence we identify our goal as a journey along the highway which leads to inspiration, freedom & liberation.

There is also a legend associated with this Highway. There is believed to be a crossroad at the intersection of Highway 49 and Highway 61 in Clarksdale, Mississippi. The legend says that if a blues man goes to this metaphorical crossroads with true blues music in his heart, he will meet the devil and can sell his soul in exchange for becoming a famous blues player!

Our lead guitarist, Arjun Mendhi has written a beautiful poem on the same Highway which you can find in another post.

Well for one, we haven’t sold our souls to the devil, but we sure hope to touch the souls of people through our words and music.
Inspire, be inspired.

Keep rocking!

m/
Peace

Highway 61

November 26th, 2009 No comments

            In wavering bands of ether


            Failed have time and space


            It’s a drive forever


            Without mark or trace


 


            A distant shade my shelter


            A faint memory of a sound


            Vista where no other


            But the soul I never found


 


            Cede I blues to the desire


            Plucked the naked sun


            Nowhere could I have found the power


           But for Highway 61


                                                                                                                                                     - Arjun Mendhi (Lead Guitars, Highway 61)

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