On arrival at the venue we would be playing we were informed that it is also a microbrewery and that all our beer for the following week would be free in addition to our food which would come in the form of either an all you can eat buffet or a 3 course meal. To top it off – a VIP tour of the brewery.
We met up with Rudy, our host for the week. What an amazing man. Rudy has been a bassist in a successful band for over a decade before leaving to run the 'Total Environment Music Foundation'. Here he brings bands from around the world to play in India, attempting to introduce new types of music to the people of Bangalore and kick-start the poor music scene in India at the moment. The bands also are asked to run workshops to help promote music outside of the venue including schools and an orphanage. In exchange, the bands get to learn Indian music and rhythms in a 360 degree cultural exchange. We cant wait to get back to do this as sadly there wasn't much time for this in our short stay this time.
Rudy then showed us around our million pound villa that we would call home for the week and to beautiful Arhona who would be in charge of making sure we were comfortable and felt like celebrities. Which she did very successfully. The villa came equipped with swimming pool, a 2 tier garden, grass roofs, 4 en-suite bedrooms and a massive living area on 2 tiers. For some reason we didn’t take many photos of the villa but in the photo below you can see the grass roofs of the villas – looked real odd in amongst the standard cityscape.
As you can imagine - we were very VERY happy.
One night we left the comfort of our villa and went out for some drinks to get involved with the Bangalore nightlife. Now, I’m not sure how much drinks cost in India but we were not expecting the bill to reach £150! And we were only at that place for a couple hours before closing. Sadly all booze stops being sold after 11:30. This would have been fine but with the jet lag still screwing us up royally we were not mentally prepared for this. The answer? Make the poor taxi driver take us to all of the 5* hotels in the area to see if their bar was open. They weren't.
On our way home with our tail between our legs (and our hearts in our mouths, as this was by far the scariest driver so far. Well… either he was a bad driver or we might have given him a reason or 2 to be upset with us…probably both) we spotted our massive faces up on a billboard. This did wonders to lift our spirits. A few dangerous mid road photos later we were off back to the villa to smash the drums and generally make a right good racket. All considered it was a pretty successful night.
All this was followed by a picnic in the grounds where we were closely watched by many dogs and monkeys.