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Picture Courtesy:Mark Jaworski “Having seen brass bands in the streets of India during childhood visits, I wanted to meld those sounds with the American sounds of funk, jazz, go-go, hip- hop, rock that I grew up with as well. For me, music serves as a bridge for the two cultures I grew up with, the Indian culture and American culture….” Red Baarat’s music reflects the tapestry of Jain’s influences, much of which clearly hails from the time he spent with Junoon. He played with celebrated tabla player Pt. Samit Chatterjee, translating Hindustani classical rhythms to the structure and texture of a drumset. His span as a freelance jazz musician in NYC and his role in the world’s first Indian Broadway show, Bombay Dreams have given him with a predilection for taking the familiar and infusing it with unpredictable, sometimes alien flavour. For instance “Halla Bol” and “Mast Kalandar” from their album Shruggy Ji convert time-tested rhythms into aural carnivals worthy of the Roaring Twenties. One could wager anything that if he witnessed Red Baraat, F. Scott Firtzgerald would have been reminded of the words he used to describe jazz, “blasphemous syncopatio n issued in a delirious blend from the trombones and saxophones” (Tales of the Jazz Age) In spite of the apparently disparate natures of the genres that Red Baraat chose, they mingle with the ease of old lovers. Songs like “Sialkot”, “Zindabad” and “Bhangale” are particularly good examples of primal melding between sounds that took birth on opposite shores of entire oceans. Jain encapsulates this quality, which one could accurately consider their signature, by explaining the mindset that drives his artistic pursuit: “Through the historical study of traditions and people through the world, it’s easy to view culture as something static, but it’s always fluid. If one strips away the notion of classification or categorization, then the idea of culture and musical genres becomes inconsequential. Things just are. Red Baraat is simply a reflection of the world we all live in; diverse, complex and changing daily.” Members of Red Baarat do not have an easy life. They play about a hundred shows a year. A glimpse at their website will reveal concerts booked from Texas to Slovenia. At home, Jain spends time outside Red Baarat with scores of other projects : Resident Alien with Pakistani singer Ali Sethi and Tongues in Trees (indie, experimental rock) with singer Samita Sinha and guitarist Grey Mcmurray among them. Amidst days spent composing and practicing, he also manages to run a Picture Courtesy:Mark Jaworski South Asian wedding booking agency (www.jainsounds. com) which books live music for about 30 events a year. Despite channeling the ethos and energy of the Indian wedding party band, Red Baarat, like the architects of all good art, has not shied away from political statement. Their latest album South The People is a call of comfort and support to South Asian diasporic communities. It addresses issues of migration and exhorts listeners to remember that “despite religious, regional or nationalistic identities, we as South Asians still share a common thread.” In light of the charged rhetoric of the last American presidential election, the words of their song “Sound the People. Together we sound, together we down, together we frown, forever we brown” becomes as relevant as every breath taken by every immigrant in every part of this little blue dot. “We ALL are “brown” and are immigrants to the States. We ALL are dealing with an inept political administration. We ALL are together in the highs and lows. Let’s move forward, not through anger but through love and let our voices be heard.” The boys of Red Baraat pour in their lives when they play. They are perfect symbols for the impossible resolve with which humans insist on continuing to live. No matter the viciousness of circumstance that befalls it, existence refuses to cease. Colour, life, joy and beauty refuse to disappear. Having revealed this fact to much of the world, they are now looking towards India. Jain minces no words in his eagerness. “NH7, if you’re reading this, we wanna play at your festival!!!” NPR called them the “best party band in years”. They chose “Red” for their name to convey the characteristics of energy, passion and rebellion, elements that inform the very marrow of their music. They encapsulate exuberance in way that is so uncommon that you never expect them. No matter what platform you discover them on for the first time, you will never see them coming. If you have read this far, and have the time to trust the words of a stranger, find Red Baraat, and you will invite hope into your life. When a dhol beats to the unscripted rhythmic beatitude of jazz, you will abandon your illusions of separation. There is beauty in making opposites meet, and when contrary customs fall in love, you get to bask in the faith that drove Allen Ginsberg’s strangled plea in Howl: ““Follow your inner moonlight, don’t hide the madness.” Lucky for us, Red Baraat’s sound is impossible to hide. The Score Magazine highonscore.com 31