This song is called 'Kumari take me home' A very angry piece of music. This was the worst time of my life I could remember, this song reflects how we both felt at this time. We recored it in a downtown Colombo brothel on a laptop and remixed in later in Italy. We used the tabla's we recorded in India a few months prior to us having decided to look for pastures greener.....not one of our best plans, I might add.
So, this was the plan: Will would return to India and arrange the shipping of the gear to Sri Lanka, where we had decided to stay. Due to the work and money=Food program that we had started on....it was the best choice....well, not having any other...it was the only choice. It really was a case of the two dancing Bears...lol. We play?....we get food!! In India it was" We Play?...we Pay!!
We had played a Gig on St Valentines night in a night club in Colombo and had yet to be paid for it, so Will took what Cash we had to India and I would go to the night club and get what we were owed. This was enough money to survive on untill Will got back from Mamallapuram and we started playing again. We thought it would only take a week or so to pack the gear and get it onto a plane to Colombo......erhhh....not so.
I saw Will off to the Airport in a rickshaw, a long and bumpy ride through Colombo. We were taking quite a chance and we both knew it. We didn't really know what was going to happen, we were following our instincts....lol. Will had a one week return ticket to Chennai and back, in this time I was going to look for an apartment as living in the brothel was starting to piss us both us, plus, they had caught on to me breaking into the fridge in the middle of the night and stealing all thier cold beers...lol The manager kept blaming the 3 kitchen boys and slapping them around the ears.....opsss!
So, it was settled...we had a simple plan. Will is going to India to collect our gear, make sure the house was ok and occupied by people we knew and hadn't been taken over by the local gypsys, not that we really cared. We had paid the rent etc, but the season was comming to an end and Mammalpuram closes for the Moonsoon, so whoever wanted the house was welcome to it.....the House of Karma Bonita has had it's time.
So, I was staying on in Sri Lanka and trying to find a suitable house. My first job was getting the money owed from the night club owner.....so off I went in a rickshaw to the city center, I had phoned before hand so I knew someone was there expecting me...and I made it clear why I was comming...to collect our wages from the previous weekend. The only money in the world I had...only I didn't have it in my hands quite yet.
To be continued...........
Kevin
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