I went to a concert today. Performed by a guy who's a legend. And he lived upto his reputation. Engelbert Humperdinck. The guy had the most amazing control over the crowd. He may be nearly seventy (although he claimed he was 33-34 ) but everyone were still enamoured by his voice and persona. And of course, his music. Course, a very select bunch of people had come for it, only people who'd heard him and his music. Which was a nice change from the pop-punjabi crowd that turns up at Delhi's concerts in the most garish shirts to show off their gaudy and neon-ish selfones (sic). A lot of older ladies and gentleman were in the audience, tapping their feet to old familiar music. Tha Last Waltz, Please Release Me, Quando Quando Quando, Am I That Easy To Forget....all the old greats. I still find it difficult to believe I was sitting in the front row, yelling my guts out singing along with him and the crowd. :nw: One thing I've seen today. If you have to be a musician, if you're so irreversibly bitten by the bug to sing, play or perform, either do it like he does it, or don't bother at all. 'Cos now I know, that's the only way to do it. And he introduced his band. One by one. The keyboard and pianist were of course really good. The saxophonist was a maestro. The drummer and percussionist were mind-boggling in their skill and their stunts. I still can't believe the stuff they pulled out there. The brass section certainly made you notice them. And the guitarists. I have difficulty describing how they played when they did their solos. (I'm never going to be that good :nw: ). And then there were the two lovely ladies, the backing vocalists who sang like angels. Did I mention they were absolutely oo-la-laa-ingly beautiful and gave the most tempting and enticing display of attitude? Well they were and they did. And after his final number and encore, he brought three, red, amazingly perfumed handkerchiefs with his signature embroidered on them, out of his pocket and threw them into the crowd on the three sides of the stage. :beer: I got one of them! I honestly believe he looked me straight in the eye and threw it at me, because I was making the most noise in our section of the audience, singing along and screaming my applause and because there were very few people in our section of the auditorium and because I was in the front row of that section in possibly the most accessible seat to where he was standing. Yeah. That's exactly what must've happened. It wasn't rock and a lot of it was old music. Simpler music from a gentler time (what can I say, I prefer it that way actually). But it is still all good and worth the attendance. :nw: So guys in Bangalore and Bombay. If you can make it to his concert this week, go for it. You'll really enjoy it.