I ended up watching the first show (some seven weeks later) this Saturday. What happened? Plenty to bamboozle us all.
First Head showed up trying to look all gangster-like only he looked like the Indian version of L'il Bow Wow. He got into a motorcycle-escorted white limo which was inexplicably driven over some ubad-khabad kachcha rasta. This must have shaken up Head because when he came out of it, he jumped on stage and kept bouncing around.
As if to focus attention on his well, head, Head had slicked his hair into my younger son's favorite hairstyle - affectionately called The Rhino around the house. This bit of deft identification with the masses made me sit up and take note that a smarter, friendlier season of SRGMP was at hand.
Later Head said some long winded nonsense by way of introduction and announced that there would be Indian, Pakistani, Bangladeshi and videshi singers on the show. This startling bit of news made me switch to BBC briefly to check if India had indeed annexed its two neighbors. After making sure that they hadn't, I marveled at this wonderful bit of South Asia against the World bit of bhaichara and meri aankhein nam hui.
Barely had this excitement subsided that Himesh was introduced with much fanfare which in the House of Reshammiya these days means: Wind-blown Hair and Explosions! Luckily mahaguru Asha Bhonsle wasn't around to witness all this manliness.
Himesh along with that Lego head of hair has developed a fascinating walk - he swivels his shoulders with every step. This catwalk strut - which would shame the likes of Heidi Klum - was Himesh's way of telling us that as far as adaa was concerned, SRGMP would go for broke this season.
All of this was extremely appetite-whetting. And Shankar Mahadevan hadn't even fallen out of the sky yet. But he promptly did and executed a smart walk joined by his chelas - a sharp looking bunch of boys and girls who turned out to be the weakest bunch of singers. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
Shankar got on stage and immediately announced that he wasn't that kind of a person. Here he squinted at Himesh and shook his head ruefully - meaning he wasn't a dramebaaz like nudge, nudge, you know who. Himesh barely blinked, snapped up the mike and said something that I didn't fully understand but which sounded dramatic.
Here I will take the liberty of ignoring judge Aadesh Srivastava's entry - blandness ki liye there is no place on the Drift.
We all met the final judge Pritam as he emerged from under the waves of a roiling sea - all soaked and delirous. This was SRGMP's way of tweaking social Bollywood stereotypes in which actresses are subjected to this kind of treatment. Pritam jumped up, sloshed his wet hair around and aligned himself with his chelas. Then the whole sea behind him exploded in a ball of fire.
After his snaan, Pritam walked on stage and issued a mild challenge to Himesh in the Chatoo Sweepstakes. But Himesh defused this by calling Pritam a cute insaan. You could sense the love between these two. Pritam later happily settled down and turned out to be the most focussed judge among all.
On to the singers! Lest you think that SRGMP is all judge drama, a number of promising singers came out and tested their pipes. I look forward to listening to their talent in the weeks to come.
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- j narrates the emergence of the hero and villain on the show
- girlie girl loves the tension between Ashaji and Himesh
- Khiladi Kapoor show - waste of time according to maxdavinci
- svr discovers the connection between SRGMP and Kekta soaps
- j is tired of gareeb bhai naataks and Pakistan tourist questions
- Pitu is tempted to start watching
- Are the four gurus representing the earth, fire, air and water? wonders Mind Rush
- Mind Rush has ideas for the producers