Author: Chinni
THE INCREDIBLE STORY OF WATER – Where it comes from, where it goes to and adventures on the way!
A story for children, based on artwork I did in the ’70s, with background music remixed from my CD ‘Gaia’s Garden‘ Mr H2O is your guide on the incredible journey from ocean via clouds, rain and rivers back to ocean.
The Sarod
The sarod is a Hindustani classical instrument (often said to be the ‘male’ to the sitar’s ‘female’), which has its roots in the Afghan rabab. In the 19th century the rabab was put through an Indian transformation: its gut strings replaced with steel; its wooden...
My first-ever Live Concerts in UK
A sell-out concert at Assbburton Arts and another at Malvern Cube just completed. We covered thirty years of my recording history, from early Indian Classical, through East-West fusion, new songs I composed in New Zealand last year and some guest performances from band members (and...
TWENTY YEARS WITH NEW EARTH RECORDS
WE MADE A POST OUT OF THIS IN THE CATEGORY ‘MUSIC’ It will soon be my 20th anniversary with New Earth Records and, as they are releasing my first ever compilation CD ‘Land of the Buddhas’, I feel it is time to have a glance...
The Only Life – Osho, Laxmi and the inner Extinction Rebellion
Strung like pearls along the thread on one woman’s extraordinary life are insights into the fundamental questions of our age: what can bring us early twenty-first century humans, enmeshed in destruction of our planetary home, in wars and strife, back to an understanding of our...
Hippy Trail 1975 Part3 Heading Back Again
Aug 21st Shamari Hotel, Kabul, Afghanistan Left Pakistan yesterday, after spending the morning in Peshawar and finding a nice chauda shawl to compete with J-Ps. Hopped on a crowded bus for Landi Kotal, not knowing quite why I was in such a hurry to leave...
Hippy Trail 1975 Part 2. Penniless in Pakistan
“Life’s no joke, wondering where to go All by yourself up the valley Life’s a glue of what I’m about to do All by myself up the valley There’s lots of other types all juggling their hypes All by themselves up the valley” En-route...
Journey to the East 1972-84
How did it all begin, this abiding connection of mine with India that by now has lasted for almost half a century? My earliest hint of it was an old yellow hardcover book ‘A Guide to Fourteen Asiatic Languages’ inexplicably discovered on my parents...
