John answering Robert: The windows were wide open; Ravi Shankar was on the record player... Get Ravi off the stereo, dude! Turntables were so delicate. A little pressure...boom. Even Ravi's sitar would have placed mine out of operation. (How concernedly geekish LP-ers were! My B&O turntable with Shure stylus, its forgotten but prestigious amp feeding into Bose 501 wooden [!] speakers.) But I digress. Somewhere I have, or had, RS's first LP and the Menuhin-Shankar jam. His playing taught me to discriminate between morning, afternoon, and evening ragas. Despite attending concerts by other Indian musicians, I've never been transported by them. He was the perfect ambassador. (A friend in late '70s backpacked--his bike useless in northern Indian mud--through Afghanistan and India to Dharamsala. As he trekked up through clouds to the Buddhist monastery, he heard music: the monks were listening to bootleg Bob Marley tapes. His return journey was more difficult. When he reached Germany, he bought a sitar--hearing that Germans made the best sitars--and wearing a Nehru jacket acquired in his travels, he played sitar music on street corners in West Berlin until he managed to raise enough money for the jet trip home. Did I mention he looked a bit like John Lennon? And the sitar really did have a good sound.) But I digress. Ravi...for me, he opened a new way of understanding musical structure. Yours in the extermination of al-Qaeda, Eric ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html