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The secret set at the Levi's ® NH7 Pioneer Studio on day two of the Bacardi NH7 Weekender 2013 Pune featured this tribute to frequent NH7 contributing writer and all-round great guy, Naman Saraiya. 

PS. #NSFW

Ankur Tewari - The Naman Saraiya Song

Presenting Gearhouse Solo, a video series dedicated to the 'solo' singer-songwriters, showcasing their talent. 

In the past few years especially Tejas has consciously/sub-consciously tried/failed/succeeded many/very few times to create/understand/replicate/modify/manip­ulate/control/innovate classic/contemporary forms of music. The results of which have been disastrous/astounding/enriching.

Tejas Menon - You Want, GearHouse Solo

Old and new. Some recorded and finished. Some recorded and unfinished. Some only recorded on a phone. "Hallelujah" is by Leonard Cohen and a tribute only. The rest are originals.

New Waltz

Music and Lyrics : Chayan & Smiti

YouTube Video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N7ScZZvWb7g

Recorded by Anindo Bose. 

Madeleine

“Gather close, and let the embers speak. For this is no tale of kings and crowns — this is the saga of fire, oath, and blood. This is the song of the last skald, and the flame that refused to die.”

In the twilight of the old world, when the fjords whispered of gods and ghosts, a warband rose beneath the dawn. Their oaths were carved in stone, their names etched in frost. The saga begins with “Oathbound at Dawn,” where warriors swear loyalty not by word, but by fire — a ritual of steel and spirit beneath the rising sun.

From the shadows of the fjord comes “The Wolf and the Fjord,” a tale of cunning and survival. The warband moves like smoke, striking with the silence of beasts. Then the drums thunder in “Hammerfall Rite,” a berserker’s invocation to Thor — the moment before the clash, where rage becomes ritual and the sky splits with fury.

But war is not only steel. In “Seidr’s Veil,” the warriors kneel before the völva, the seer who chants in tongues older than time. She shows them fate — not as prophecy, but as consequence. And then the clash: “Blood on the Ice” erupts with chaos, where shields splinter and the fjord runs red. Victory is won, but not without cost.

The ravens arrive in “The Raven’s Feast,” circling the dead with solemn grace. They do not mourn — they honor. The battlefield is silent, save for the wind and the wings. And then the myth deepens in “Stone of the Nine Worlds,” where the skald walks through realms of fire, frost, death, and dream. Each world speaks, each stone remembers.

Now the skald stands alone in “Skald of the Last Flame,” the titular track. He sings not for glory, but for memory — the last voice of a vanished warband, the final ember of a forgotten age. The longship burns in “Ashes of the Longship,” a funeral voyage across the sea, where names are whispered into the tide.

But the saga does not end. In “Echoes in the Hall of Shields,” the voices of the fallen rise in chorus. Their shields line the walls of the honored hall, and their names thunder through eternity. Yet even this is not the final flame.

A new chapter begins with “Where the Chief Fell, the Flame Rises.” The warband’s leader is gone, lost to legend. But his fire lives on. The Son steps forward in “The Son Who Bears the Ember,” uncertain but resolute, carrying the weight of legacy in trembling hands.

He learns the truth in “Peace Is a Lie.” The world does not honor restraint — it devours it. The Son casts aside hope and embraces fire. But in “Ashes of the First Command,” he learns that war is never clean. The cost of leadership is written in blood.

And finally, he rises in “The Flame That Does Not Bow.” No longer a child, no longer a warlord — he is the flame itself. Not wild, not broken, but eternal. He walks not for vengeance, but for truth. The saga ends not in silence, but in fire.

“So remember this, you who listen by the hearth: the skald may fall, the chief may fade, but the flame marches on. And in every oath, in every name, in every echo — the saga lives.”

The Son Who Bears the Ember

Second single from our self titled debut record. Download your free copy at runitsthekid.com 

Forgetting how to Swim

I wrote this song during a phase where I was very unsure about myself and everything happening at that point in time. A girl who felt invisible and unnecessary and how she eventually realised that her 'fear' is and was the only thing stopping her from being happy.
I was and still am an introvert, shy at times but this song is about how I've used that to my strength.

Lyrics:

You can find her at the store,
at the discounted section.
You can find her behind the door,
she holds open in your direction.

Always second guessing herself,
always pretending she couldn't care less.
She was comfortable in the skin,
tailored to your perfection.

She let it grow on,
to crush her soul and
to make her someone
she didn't know, coz
fear controls the steering wheel
makes her wanting to believe 
she was never meant to be.

but, now she knows.

Everything was fine, she was
defiant all the time but,
won't you try to see through her transparency?
She's been misread her whole life.

Her eyes speak with sincerity,
while her bitten lips hide the truth.
She was just a prototype, 
of the unknown but,
now she knows.

She let it grow on,
to crush her soul and
to make her someone
she didn't know, coz
fear controls the steering wheel
makes her wanting to believe 
she was never meant to be.

What you do not
see beneath the
pleasantries, the niceties,
she is barely there
hanging by a thread 
lost in diversity
her fantasy, oh  
that she was free.

And, now she knows
now she knows
And, now she knows, she'll take that leap!

She won't let it grow,,
It won't crush her soul
because now she's someone that she finally knows.
She controls the steering wheel,
makes her wanting to believe,
that she holds authority of herself at least,
and now she knows,
now she knows.

Now she knows, she'll take that leap 

Credits:

Guitars/Lead Vocals: Aarifah Rebello
Mix and Master: Rishi Bradoo
Recorded at Theatre 74, Mumbai.

Now she knows (Acoustic Demo)

Make It Happen

The Wind Tastes Like Rain

Come Over Again

All I Want - Kodaline (cover)

Since he started in 2011, Shashwat Bulusu has been turning heads with his trademark non-conforming approach toward songwriting. Shashwat’s unapologetic DIY experimentation truly makes him one of a kind. As a result, it’s incredibly difficult to put him in a box.

A singer-songwriter, producer and visual artist, Shashwat is remarkably self aware about his creative process and tries not to over-romanticise his own art. On a cursory listen to his oeuvre of musical narratives, one is bound to be struck by his fearlessness in foraying into new sonic territories. Being a multilingual artist, Shashwat writes in both English and Hindi, each allowing him to delve into unique expressions, sometimes being veiled and other times being more confrontational. An avid story-teller through his songs and his live performances, Shashwat’s songs primarily deal with themes of absurdity and self-admission, underpinned with a sense of raw emotion and vulnerability.

With 4 single releases, the A-side/B-side ‘Aabad’ marking his debut as a Hindi songwriter, 3 nationwide tours, prominent live performances at festivals such as Kochi Biennale ‘23, NH7 Weekender ‘22, The Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation Online Concert ‘21 and scoring for the Indie film ‘Gamit’, Shashwat is steadily and firmly coming into his own, a sonic-universe that reflects his vision as a multifaceted and multidisciplinary artist.

Come Over Again

BULLU

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