I was in Manosarani, there would be a concert at the photo market in the afternoon. Dad came to Dhaka from the village for a job. He told me to go and see your concert. My condition is very bad, because in the world I am embarrassed to sing only in front of my parents. I said, “You don’t like my songs, you can’t hear too loud.” I went to the concert, misunderstood. We would end the concert with a song called ‘Isolation’, a hullabaloo with a mixture of punk, grange, heavy metal, I would sing while lying down, sitting and jumping; It was as if I was going to die on stage screaming and singing, and the audience was going insane. She is a dionysio insane dance and my sky-scraping scream!
So at the end of the concert I am alone with sweat, and everyone is coming and someone is hugging me, the irresistible joy of the storm in someone’s eyes!
Someone came in and said, “Uncle(my father) is standing at the art gate, calling you”. I’m done! Daddy has seen my insanity! My son will die on stage while singing, I don’t want that, screaming so loud will tear your throat, you can’t talk anymore, and my son will roll on stage like this, it’s impossible for me to accept! “
I said, “No, I can sing these things very easily today. It’s not as difficult for me to sing as it is for others.”
Dad said, “Keep these words, no one sings so loudly! Hemant, Kishore, Sagar Sen would not have sung like this. You don’t have to sing anymore, you go to the village with me, I will arrange for you to sit and eat for the rest of your life. You don’t have to sing. I don’t want my son to die sweating like this while singing. “
He looked at me and said, “Look at the condition of your clothes, what a mess of dust and dirt! Come with the guitar fitter, come with me, I will not let you stay in Dhaka in any condition, I will go to the village and relax, I will write whatever I want, but this I won’t let you sing! “
Then I was taken to a restaurant in Aziz Market, where I was sitting and eating, and a father who did not know rock music, with a sad look in his eyes, was looking at his rock music with the insane child’s stranger, unfamiliar face, and he knew that his child was in love with this Dionysio. Can’t get rid of insanity!
There is no father in the world today, if there was, I would be very surprised that many people are listening to such screaming songs like Hyena Express album! And she was so scared that her son would die on stage while going crazy!
Dad, the people of the world have become so dumb as to endure everything, so deaf they are in fear, I have nothing to do but shout and sing, what you call madness, this is the only way to break the shackles, the inevitable insane dance
