Song 20: 8 April 2013
80s was the time when movie song sets were at their gaudiest, glitziest best. Directors loved playing around with space age like chambers with women in strange catsuits or in golden blinders that made you feel you had landed on the sun. Club crooner too had to don new forms. Gone were the simplicity and girl next door charm of dancing divas of yonder. Big hair, captivating curls, golden eye shadow, dangler earrings, costumes as if dipped in golden paint. On top of that choreography that was erratic to say the least. There was always a sub text going on. A seemingly happy club song always had a dark, stark subterfuge. Villians with mismatched shoes somewhere in the background, intrigues and heists. Perhaps the hero's mom tied somewhere, suspended on top of a cauldron of boiling water.....or oil! Gosh our guts sure grew strong and impersonal looking at these horror stories carved in gold and glitzy disco lights. Perhaps it was the obvious fake-ness of it all that helped. Perhaps it were villians like Ajit who helped churn an entire industry of hilarious jokes, with his love for 3 things- Mona, sona aur Mona ke saath sona! That we digested the diatribe with a good old tablet of Digene and kept coming back for more.
But as far as club songs of the 80s go, and as far as Asha Bhosle songs go, this is still one helluva number. Parveen Babi! What a stunning beauty, what a figure, what a sad end though. I remember her fondly, one of my teen girl crushes for sure. Here she plays a cross between Diana Ross and Gold Souk! This song by Bappi Da (Oh now got the gold inspiration behind it! Finally!!!) and lyrics by Anjaan is as retro as it can get. For it is a theme scheme for a crazy fancy dress party. Amitabh and Shashi Kapoor are the bonus!
80s was the time when movie song sets were at their gaudiest, glitziest best. Directors loved playing around with space age like chambers with women in strange catsuits or in golden blinders that made you feel you had landed on the sun. Club crooner too had to don new forms. Gone were the simplicity and girl next door charm of dancing divas of yonder. Big hair, captivating curls, golden eye shadow, dangler earrings, costumes as if dipped in golden paint. On top of that choreography that was erratic to say the least. There was always a sub text going on. A seemingly happy club song always had a dark, stark subterfuge. Villians with mismatched shoes somewhere in the background, intrigues and heists. Perhaps the hero's mom tied somewhere, suspended on top of a cauldron of boiling water.....or oil! Gosh our guts sure grew strong and impersonal looking at these horror stories carved in gold and glitzy disco lights. Perhaps it was the obvious fake-ness of it all that helped. Perhaps it were villians like Ajit who helped churn an entire industry of hilarious jokes, with his love for 3 things- Mona, sona aur Mona ke saath sona! That we digested the diatribe with a good old tablet of Digene and kept coming back for more.
But as far as club songs of the 80s go, and as far as Asha Bhosle songs go, this is still one helluva number. Parveen Babi! What a stunning beauty, what a figure, what a sad end though. I remember her fondly, one of my teen girl crushes for sure. Here she plays a cross between Diana Ross and Gold Souk! This song by Bappi Da (Oh now got the gold inspiration behind it! Finally!!!) and lyrics by Anjaan is as retro as it can get. For it is a theme scheme for a crazy fancy dress party. Amitabh and Shashi Kapoor are the bonus!
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