The tune is no great shakes with random kiddie-whistles blowing except for a sudden instrumental interlude right at the end, which grabs your attention.Īn incredibly hoarse and old voice begins Ennada Pandi and its Ilaiyaraja after all, singing in a delightfully off-key voice about all the travails of a social outcast who's tackling life the wrong way. Ilaiyaraja sings Achadicha Kasu, a rather happy-go-lucky song which is all about the protagonist's adventures as a pickpocket the words are peppy and bring a genuine smile to your face at the insouciant jibes and justifications to make away with someone else's money.
That's perhaps the biggest plus of this number. The lyrics, thankfully, are more about winning life and not giving into despair, a definite respite from mandatory romantic numbers. Inky Pinky Ponky, chants a child, backed with a chorus, as Shreya Ghoshal sings Thenralum Maruthu, which has a rather neat violin interlude, and the general feel echoes Raja's numerous numbers from the nineties. Meant, obviously, as a nod to the front-benchers. A pleasant number.Ĭlassical notes from a nadaswaram kick off Rekkai Katti Parakkuthu, morphing into the rousing beats of a folksy number, and the opening kuthu lines, sung in a suitably hoarse voice, teeth gnashing, by Tippu and Rahul Nambiar, leave you in no doubt of that.
Its here, after quite some time, that you see the maestro's unique touch the blend of vocals and medley of instrumental music has a simple appeal.
Bela Shinde and Ilaiyaraja themselves have rendered this rather anguish-laced number which speaks of hope, doubt and love all at once. The lyrics are unassuming and uncomplicated.Ī chorus of children recite Bharathiyar's immortal words, commencing Oli Tharum Sooriyanum, which quickly transitions into the gentle notes of a piano, and then synthesized music. The song takes on a rustic feel in the charanam and is a pleasant listen, despite treading familiar territory, perhaps because of the mild tones of anguish lacing the song. The harmonium makes an appealing entry, along with the flute of course, taking you right back to the days of Karakattakaaran.
Until Reeta's voice begins a confident Poo Sirikkuthu, the next number baffles you, as it breezes past you with shades of 80s disco music you can almost see the strobes of light glinting off the dance floor.