Yesterday on Oprah, the talk show high priestess interviewed young millionaires including Gurbkash Chawal. The desi boy is living the high life after selling his company for millions at the ripe old age of 18. And ladies, he’s still single! And cute! Pretty impressive to say the least, especially considering I spent most of 18 being hungover.
Playing the guitar with their penises, threats of jail, homosexual acts, and dogs eating camel carcass, stolen passports, and crazy promoters. All in a days work for Atlanta band Black Lips. After being kicked out of India, for a plethora of shenanigans, the Black Lips share their experience on tour in India with spin magazine. Check out the article here www.spin.com
He’s whack. He’s Desi. And he’s not fucking around. I’m talking about King Khan. Born Arish Khan, he’s Canadian, German, Indian, and maybe part alien. I had the pleasure of seeing him last summer at McCarren Pool in Brooklyn, and I wasn’t sure whether to be amused or puzzled. Although I’m sure he has plenty of words to describe his music, his James Brown-meets-60’s boy band, complete with dancing backup cheerleaders, is a mashup the likes of which most people have never seen.
And let’s not forget the gold lame cape, gold chain headpiece, and gold panties. Now that’s an act you can’t forget.
I hate midtownNew York as much as the next person. Lame-o tourists, excessively, bright neon lights, and some dude trying to get me to go to a comedy show, is not my idea of a good time. Thankfully there’s finally a respite from hell known as midtown. Aspen Social Club is a comfy Colorado ski lodge right in the art of the Big Apple.
The themed bar is located in hotelier extraordinaire Vikram Chatwal’s new hotel Stay. Frankly, I can’t imagine why anyone would want to stay anywhere near Times Square, but I digress.
The rugged menu features such RockyMountain favorites as Elk Sausage Cranberry Compote, Trout Taco, Colorado Lamb Lollipops, and a tribute to former Aspen denizen, Hunter S. Thompson, a shot of Bailey’s topped off with Chivas Regal.
While, I’m definitely not trekking to Times Square just to hang out in a faux ski lodge, the next time I have to take an out-of-town friend/relative to a Broadway play, you know where I’ll be afterwards getting toasted.
This is amazing. I cut and pasted it from www.marieclaire.com
"Vigilantes in Pink
Fed up with abusive husbands and corrupt officials, India's poorest women are banding together, taking up arms, and fighting back. Even more shocking than the pink saris they wear: Their quest for justice is actually working.
By Jan Goodwin
In the hot, dusty district of Banda, situated in India's remote, rural north, acts of domestic abuse among the region's poorest are as commonplace as electricity outages and child marriages. And yet three years ago, when Sampat Pal Devi learned that a friend had been beaten by her alcoholic husband and that the local police, chronically indifferent to violence against women, had looked the other way, something inside her snapped.
Incensed, the 47-year-old mother of five gathered dozens of her female neighbors, armed them with sticks, and taught them how to fight back. Together, the self-declared Gulabi Gang, or "pink gang" (for the candy-colored saris that double as their makeshift uniforms), have beaten up accused rapists, profligate officials, and husbands who've abandoned their wives.
Last year, they even intercepted a group of black marketers pilfering from a local food bank. In this rigidly patriarchal region, where members of the lowest class earn as little as 75 cents a day, vigilantism, according to Devi, is the only way to empower women. "With no income and no skills, this is a desperate situation," Devi explains. "Women are completely vulnerable."
That's no longer entirely true, thanks to Devi and her ragtag band of unlikely warriors, who now number in the hundreds. (So popular are these local folk heroes that neighborhood shops can't keep up with the demand for pink saris, which women in surrounding villages have taken to wearing in support of their Banda sisters.) Devi says there are fewer rapes in the area now and more girls attending school. "We don't use violence much anymore," Devi says, beaming. "Now just our name and that we are coming are enough."
OK, Frieda and Dev do not make the best couple, but leave other than that, this movie is fucking amazing. With music by A.R. Rahman and M.I.A., a stellar cast (including Anil Kapoor) and the GENIUS Danny Boyle directing, this movie does not disappoint. It's nice to see a mainstream movie that shows the not so pretty movie. And unlike the typical Bollywood Blockbuster, I actually enjoy seeing the boy get the girl.