Sunday, 21 September 2025

DOWN MEMORY LANE

I was crazy about songs and movies since day one, always arriving earlier to listen to the soundtracks played before the start of the show, sitting in the front row of the theatre, which cost 35 cents, for that was what I could afford as a kid back then. Growing up, I aspired to become a movie director, but good sense told me otherwise. Some goes with my desire to become an artist. 

When I was transferred and came to Kuala Lumpur in 1988, I had access to shops selling LP vinyl records, cassettes, and CDs. I would frequent these shops and list out songs from an LP and have them transferred to tape for a fee. These tapes, which were collecting dust, were given a new life when a Pakistani Christian friend of mine who repaired electronic equipments stopped me in front of his house as I passed by after my morning walk several weeks ago and passed me a used cassette player that he had made good, since I had mentioned to him of my large collection of tapes. Later, he came by my house to listen and told me to digitize these tapes in case I might not find spares if the player broke down. 

I had previously digitized some of my favourites and uploaded them to https://www.angelfire.com/art/indianheartbeat/index.html





Taking up his advice, I digitized the first instalment of songs and uploaded them to YouTube.