The hip sheep

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.

Or so sang Roger Waters roughly two decades ago.


The above picture is no dandy image I made with Paintbrush but a visualization in RealOne player. RealOne is a slow and ponderous media player but has one redeeming feature - the Sheep.She goes by the name of Annabelle.


She was a hippie once.



Then she got into discos in the Seventies.


She quickly discarded discos when the fires of punk raged high in the late Seventies.

Note the two sheep cavorting in the background. Let’s call them Nikki and Paris. They have a particular affinity for Steely Dan.




Annabelle has other friends too. My favourite one is is a bird, which I believe is the pikka bird.



You may find space oddities like UFOs and floating spectrum bars. Annabelle is blissfully unaware of them though.



Zen and the Sheep

I feel there is a deep and profound philosophical implication in this seemingly silly visualization. She dances to any music you throw at her – rock, hip-hop, metal, Bollywood numbers and she even gyrated to a depressing monologue by Samuel Beckett. Annabelle embraces everything – like the whore with lime panties in Catch 22 – alike without any discrimination. She is oblivious of the world around her and is content with boogying to music besides the fence. Music is an abstraction of the human mind and probably the most primordial human instinct is to dance to music – it is somehow wired into our brains. So, she tirelessly dances day and night in celebration of music. Santana may well spend the rest of his life trying to make the ultimate world music – the fusion of all music styles – but Annabelle has a revelation for all of us. The world music, if any, lies within us – it is up to us whether to listen to it or not. We need more Annabelles in today’s jaded world.

On a side note, boredom does amazing things to you.

EDIT : God bless Imageshack. May that generous enterprise grow stronger and host more images.