Isn’t it odd that pop music with words I don’t understand somehow is 50 times better than pop music in my own language? I heard an Iraqi pop song the other day, complete with Autotune robo-singing, and I’m sure I enjoyed it much more than I would have enjoyed any Katy Perry song (though I have to admit I enjoy Lady Gaga maybe more than a music snob should).
That’s sort of what listening to Padmashree Laloo Prasad Yadav, an album a friend brought me from India, is like for me. I enjoy it, even though there are cheesy 80s-esque saxophones and ridiculous levels of emoto-singing. What made is even worse was Googling the title and finding out the amazingly cheesy premise to the film. Yes, folks, this is soundtrack to the Indian version of Forgetting Sarah Marshall or related films. Admittedly, I don’t actually watch the American versions of this kind of film very often so that comparison is probably really off!
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