Some years ago, I did write a similar piece for a newspaper but it did not go down well with those who beat around the bush in Delhi's rockland. Being in the mid-forties, I know what "High", later "Great Bear" meant to us in the seventies. The author forgets to mention Nondon Bagchi, who can still impart a lesson or two to the overrated Shivamani. At the Shimla Beat in the 70's, Nondon had drummed on the microphone to tell stiff upperlipped rockers who had gathered there that he was no less a drummer than Charlie Wats or Mac Tontoh. I agree with the author that it is unfortunate how we never try to see our own glorious past. It is as unforltunate that third-grade westerners and ridiculous re-mixes have caught the fancy of a generation that has no clue to what rock or "Congo Square" are all about. Or why Jethro Tull is Tull and not Till, which it should have been for the name's historical significance. I don't really want to be pedantic on this count, but I felt the author should have been more hard-hitting.
