Saturday, January 26, 2008

Imran is leaving

I haven't blogged in awhile because I've just been emotionally turned upside down by what has been happening.

Imran Lodhi is leaving ADP indefinitely. He is going to Canada to complete his degree and will be gone for a year.

As of now, we do not know if ADP is going to continue as ADP because one of our founding members/brothers will not be with us to make the music.

I cannot describe the emotion and sadness that the four of us have been feeling. I do not have the time to reflect on this.

The guys have left the decision up to me and I cannot make it right now. I will be out of the country for awhile and I promise to let all our fans know how exactly we are going to deal with this.

Monday, January 07, 2008

I'm ready for my close-up

It’s taken me awhile to get back to posting because I was extremely upset by the events in the city. I had written an entire blog entry about how my car got attacked by hooligans with sticks. Thank God I managed to escape relatively unhurt.

When I went back and read the blog, I decided not to post it because it was too depressing and there were already so many blogs out there dealing with the subject (Check out Khizzy and Jammie.)

So here I am, back to my semi-cheery and angsty self. On the ADP front, things have been going well. The album launch kind of got buried in the middle of all the stuff that was happening and we weren’t able to follow up with some good promotion. But we did get interviewed for a feature in Dawn Images, that comes out next week. The fun bit about that was we got to do our first real photoshoot with a pro photographer, who happened to be my good friend Amean J.

Amean and me first worked together when he asked me to perform my song “Nazar” in a play he was doing. (You can read about that here). I love his work as a photographer and was excited to be working with him.

Since we had timing issues, Yasir and I went one day, with Lodhi and OK going the next. I was so conscious throughout the shoot. Every face I was making was confused. Complete schizophrenia occurred. These were my exact thoughts.

...This image is going to be in the papers so try to look hot and sexy. Do the whole smouldering rock star thing. Oh now I just look like an ass. Stop trying to look like a Bollywood hero. Be goofy. The bands name is The Aunty Disco Project for god’s sake. Oh but then they won’t take me seriously. Be brooding. Look like an angsty musician. Amean is telling me to relax my eyes. I must be squinting. I look Chinese. That was a pretty racist thing to think. Am I a racist? No I love Chinese food. Damn I’m hungry. Yasir is telling me I look good on camera. That’s sweet of him. Now I feel guilty for telling everyone he likes men...

So now you know what I was thinking, when you see the pictures.