Friday
Mar162012

FERRARI JAISI CAR

Artists: Arnie B ft The Governor, DJ Blitz, Miss Anonymous

Music: DJ Nick & Arnie B

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Sone ka haar

Ferrari jaisi car

De doonga jahan

'cause I'm a super star

 

Tere nakhre hazaar

Ada ka bauchaar

Dhoop mein bhi

Kitna cool tera pyaar

 

I don't need your money

I don't need your car

All I need is 

Baby tu aur tera pyaar (x2)

 

C'mon baby girl now (oh-oh-oh)

Can ya hang with me all the way (yea-eh-eh)

Don't walk away from me girl (oh-oh-oh)

Yea-hey-hey...

 

Kudi nach di

Oye nach di

Gusse ko chehre se hata ke re

Kudi nach di

Arre re nach di

Jawa yeh raat ko bhula ke re

 

Shor itna machne laga hain

Dil mein jo tu basne lagi hain

Ang ang se pyaar jab barse

Nashe mein pukaare

Jaaniye jaaniye jaaniye 

 

C'mon baby girl now (oh-oh-oh)

Can ya hang with me all the way (yea-eh-eh)

Don't walk away from me girl (oh-oh-oh)

U and me, lets take this all the way

 

Sone ka haar

Ferrari jaisi car

De doonga jahan

'cause I'm a super star

 

Tere nakhre hazaar

Ada ka bauchaar

Dhoop mein bhi

Kitna cool tera pyaar

 

Roz roz kehnda si meri hai tu rani 

Heer ranjha jidda hoya si likhange kahani

Vadey itna saare kardey hunday ne

Ni bhona sohneya eh okhay hunday ne

Hun keinde hoga pava mein hogi bewafa

Bina soche samjhe kehta menu ja

Teri ye adava menu kita majboor

Hor koi rah na labeya hogi toh door

Yaari maini nebhon gai se chadi duniya sari

Tere li mein apni jann vi si vari

Mere the yakin kar, edha na ilzaam de

De koi sazaa magar

Bewafaa na nam de

 

C'mon baby girl now (oh-oh-oh)

Can ya hang with me all the way (yea-eh-eh)

Don't walk away from me girl (oh-oh-oh)

U and me, lets take this all the way

 

I don't need your money

I don't need your car

All I need is 

Baby tu aur tera pyaar (x2)

 

Hun jo marji ho jah, rab nu mein rakha yaad

Hun karni mein mehnat kitta bada time barbaad

Hun time mera aaya chadh paisa nasha pyaar

Hai raane mudd laya aaya paisa beshumaar

Ethay kisay di na chale hunda paisa kala bolda

Chad ta mein pyar tenu ganeya charol tah

Chak li kalam likha dil di mein gal

Likhda mein sachhi jo mein

Ganeya vich bolda

 

I don't need your money

I don't need your car

All I need is 

Baby tu aur tera pyaar (x3)

 

Wait...

 

I don't want your money

I don't want your car

Nothing's left baby 

There's no saccha pyaar...

Wednesday
Apr202011

King of Spin

From 'Master Blaster' to the 'King of Spin:

After hearing 'Master Blaster' dedicated to Sachin Tendulkar, Shane Warne's fashion line, 'Spinners', got in touch with Arnie B to write an exclusive song that would pay tribute to the cricket legend as well as promote the launch of the range in India. 'King of Spin' was officially unleashed at the Bangalore lauch on April 18th. If you are reading this, and you are in India, be on the lookout for Reliance Trends outlets to pick up a 'Spinners' tee, and be just as cool and funky as Warnie himself. Be sure to check out www.spinnersbyshanewarne.com to keep up with the latest from the most exciting sports fashion line to hit India. Howzzat!

 

Friday
Feb112011

Mumbai Journal

I woke up in Mumbai this morning. This is my first time to India, and the reasons for my coming are not those of the typical American tourist. Arnie B met me at the airport last night. Him and Eddie’s driver.  Eddie is our ‘manager’ here. He is a 30 or 40-something Indian, dressed-down but stylish, and constantly taking calls from other artists.We were told we had an appointment with our first  record label at 4:00 today. Arnie B and I get lunch at the restaurant downstairs in the hotel, and take a walk on the beach.About 3:00, Eddie shows up at our room. It’s my first time to meet him. He’s not a hand-shaking kind of guy. He prefers that fist-to-fist style greeting and calls everyone ‘bro’. I always wondered where it was that people really do that, and I guess I have my answer - Mumbai.We both finish getting ready with our pop-star clothes to go meet the label - basically jeans and designer shirts. I didn’t own any designer shirts before this trip, and wasn’t quite sure what to look for. I don’t think the employees at Dillard’s were quite prepared for helping me pick out shirts that would impress Indian record labels.

 The first company deals with releases in India, pretty much. Nothing international. Still, it’s a big label (there are no small labels in India), and when we walk in, we are directed to the CEO’s desk. While it may be a big label, it appears to have a small staff, and the company head takes interviews of potential acts himself. The meeting appears to go well. He plays all five tracks on the CD we brought, at an extremely high volume, and listens to each one almost all the way through. Judging by his body language, and the way he sways his head to the music, I’d say he’s impressed. Most of the meeting takes place in Hindi, so I say and understand very little. Eddie carries on the whole meeting, trying to sell us as an international act, which I suppose we are.

After the meeting, Arnie B and I wait outside while Eddie and the CEO meet with a traditional Bhangra group, and I’m sure discuss Rhythm Mandir’s prospects as well. When Eddie emerges, so do the first recommended changes. It seems the vocals and arrangements are great, “Too good, man”, but the lyrics need improvement. But no worries, because he knows just the lyricist we need. He’ll be coming to meet at our hotel room at 9:00 tonight. Arnie B suggests that we might want to wait until we speak with other labels, but Eddie dismisses this. They’ll all want lyric improvements, he says. See you at 9:00. You’re going to be big stars.

Tuesday
Feb082011

Master Blaster

I was 11 yrs old when I moved from Hong Kong to India. I had never played cricket. I did not know much about the sport. But I loved how my grandfather would never miss a single game - he would watch the entire game intently, making sure no one disturbed him (grandmom was a frequent offender). One day, I decided to sit with him and watch a game - it had less to do with cricket, and more to do with the fact  that I just loved to sit by his side. That day, while he explained the rules of the game, he introduced me to his favorite player - he said, 'He will be the world's greatest cricketer one day'. Thats when I heard, for the first time in my life, a name which the rest of India already knew - 'Tendulkar'. I did not even know his first name.

As a few months went by, I found myself watching more games with my grandfather - test matches, one-days, benefit matches, matches that benefited nobody etc. Yep, we would just sit for hours, discussing all aspects of the ongoing game - we hated it when India lost. Absoutely hated it. I cannot say how or when exactly the transformation from a cricket newbie to a fanatic happened - but it did. And I added myself to the exponentially growing fan club of Sachin Tendulkar. His time at the crease, whether it was for 10 runs or a century, was never missed - a lot of times, at the expense of trivial academic pursuits like exams/homeworks etc. Nothing was more important to me then watching him play. I remember a few times when he was batting, and I happened to look outside the window to see random people walking on the road. I would think to myself that they must be insane to be loitering on the streets when they could be watching the master at work. They probably were all insane.

Fast forward to 2011. He's broken records, defied statistics, silenced critics, and won countless games for the nation. But both Sachin and rest of India knows, that there is but one important task that remains - the 2011 World Cup. In the legend's honor, and in the manner I know best, I dedicate this song, 'Master Blaster', to my idol. 

While the second seat on the couch will remain empty when I witness the 2011 games unfold, when Sachin takes his stance at the crease, I know my grandfather will join me in saying, 'Sachin, Go Get 'Em...'