… if you have one death metal band in Dhaka, there will be five death metal bands in Dhaka a year from now simply from osmosis… Elephant Road is a street which has three stores which had all kinds of LPs and later on CDs which they would copy onto cassette for you for a fee. This is how we ALL got our music until like 1999 or 2000. No CDs till then either… you had a band called The Attempted Band (featuring yours truly among others) which had the hottest girl in town and an enormous fat fuck who knows EVERYBODY in Dhaka city. All the bands that we knew clustered around us because we were doing shows, and eventually they started kicking ass as well. This could NOT have happened in India, where if you have a band in say Gujrat, there’s no fucking way it’s going to get to Cochin…
A big part of why you don’t see Paki or Indian bands doing rock music is because they both have HUGE cinema song industries (esp India). Why the fuck would Channel V show a rock band which nobody cares about when they can just as easily show a garam masala lust-laden video?
Kazi’s a member of a rock band called the Watson Brothers:
Farhan happens to have that wonderfully rare quality in a Bangladeshi bassist– he’s had sex…
… underneath the yellow T-shirt with the red collar, the purple pants… and the thickly matted back, neck and chest hair, beats a heart that is full of love for all men and one woman. This woman routinely changes name…
… Shakespeare… once said that “Fat paunches have lean pates.” Arafat Kazi has a fat paunch; however, he prefers gelatined goose pates with little bits of bacon in them.
Here’s Vice mag on Bangla rock:
Gallow’s Pole are quickly emerging as THE definitive Iron Maiden and Megadeth covers band in Bangladesh… Instead of cutting themselves to Korn songs, our brown-skinned chums just want to rock their cocks off in the Balti heat of the Bengali sunshine.
All-time punniest name for a Muslim rocker? Darksyed.
Update: Currylingus says:
… possibly the funniest man I’ve read in a long time, Arafat Kazi, member of a Dhaka band, the Watson Brothers. Right, so everyone remember “Drop it like a F.O.B.”? At the risk of incurring flying spit, I thought it was lame as hell. Three reasons: the Snoop version was already in furious overplay mode at the time of F.O.B. release, the guy sounds like he’s putting on an accent but doing it halfway so as not make an impression of actual F.O.B.ness, the jokes aren’t funny. Along comes Kazi and proceeds to blow all the gimpy Ludakrishnas with their as-bad-as-Sellers, ambiguous accents out of the water.