namaste, bitches...

KG and Shawn had me over for Brunch and Bollywood this weekend. Katherine, conveniently, shares my love of cheesy Indian entertainment, with their complex and sexist story lines and grand scale musical numbers filled with hundreds of dancers. Every Saturday or Sunday morning, Katherine gets her weekly Bollywood fix from Namaste TV, the local Indian programming station, and has enjoyed regaling me with tales of glorious music videos and strange films from the 60’s. I finally made it over, supplying a.m. appropriate booze and Katherine providing a fabulous brunch. We settled in to 2 hours of perfect Namaste TV music videos, and here’s what I have to report.
My new celebrity crush is Bluffmaster. This guy is a god, people and dominates the Indian hip hop scene.
Oh yeah. That’s right. The Indian hip hop scene.
We’re talking fur coats and fedoras. Most of the raps are in Hindi, with the standard chorus in stereotypical English slang. The Bluffmaster is the best at this, by far. Here’s a sampling of his wonderful lyrics:

“aao mil jaayen hum yu ke phir na ho judaa
never gonna let you go girl
never gonna let you go no no no no
na ho koi faaslen na ho dooriyan”

He actually says: "B. L. U to the double F Master!"
Word.

But even better than the videos are the commercials. I’m currently looking forward to Rockstars, coming this April 29th to the Cow Palace in San Francisco. Yeah, that place they have the gun shows. Rockstars appears to be a concert staring local Desi-celebs, who apparently are so hot, their instruments are on fire. You're supposed to just call “Paul Singh” at a 209 area code and request information, but I found an awesome link.
Katherine looked across the couch at me as I scribbled down the digits. “Next celebrity interview?”
To dare but to dream…