Word: sitar
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...personal tastes who are capable of creating what Winwood calls "the great blend in music." "It's all coming together -blues, jazz, folk, pop, rock, everything," he says. The prospects are fascinating. If the trend keeps up, the ultimate Supergroup might one day consist of virtuosos on the sitar, five-string banjo and an electronic Moog, with an ex-Beatle thrown...
Called upon to deliver lines like "Saji says you play a mean sitar," Brown is frequently thrown for a loss by the script and the lazy incompetence of the direction. He nevertheless emerges with comparatively few scars and no crippling injuries. Still, patience is far rarer in audiences than in performers. Kenner is the third Brown film released so far this year (others: Riot, 100 Rifles), and viewers by this time may have grown justifiably weary of watching him in histrionic training...
...summer a young rock singer (Michael York) visits India searching for the new sound of the sitar. He pledges his fealty to a musician-mystic (Utpal Dutt) and becomes involved with a clattering entourage of fellow acolytes, musicians and the mandatory wide-eyed British bird (Rita Tushingham). Like Mia Farrow with the Maharishi, the singer finds that his lessons are exercises in disenchantment. The guru prates of selflessness but demands instant obedience to his whims. He hints of asceticism and keeps two wives busy and jealous. He considers himself a brilliant musician -until his guru denounces his technique as commercial...
...other films (The Householder, Shakespeare Wallah), Director James Ivory proves a precise and witty landscape artist. The Victorians may have traded in silks and spices, but, as Ivory shows, today's Elizabethans are in the culture export-import business. The proof is provided in contradictory fragments: a sitar sits near a hi-fi rig; a girl is dubbed a beauty queen with a rhinestone coronet that matches the jewel in her nose; groupies sleep on a temple's tessellated floors...
...they would charm them right up to the moment at which one designated Thug would seize a doomed man's wrists while another Thug would strangle him from behind with a noose of white or yellow silk-Kali's favorite colors. Sometimes talented Thugs would play the sitar and coax their victims into singing, the better to expose their throats for throttling...