There are Christmas songs that announce themselves. And then there are songs that arrive quietly and stay. Snowman  is not a song I associate with celebration. I associate it with restraint. With holding something carefully. With knowing that warmth can be too much if you rush it. It sounds like winter evenings after the lights are already on. Like things that don’t need fixing- only time. Why Snowman  stays with me The song doesn’t ask for joy. It asks for patience. A snowma

U2- Satellite of Love (original Lou Reed) Earthy chicken with orange, apricots and bread (Track 8 of "What a Song Tastes Like" Series) Some songs don’t enter your life through albums. They slip in quietly through films - sitting in the background, doing their job, not asking for attention. You hear them once, maybe twice, and then one day you realise they’ve unpacked and are living rent-free in your head. That’s probably why I’ve always had a soft spot for soundtracks. They’

Simply Red - Stars Ptitim with Roast Chicken in Mushroom Sauce (Track 7 of the “What A Song Tastes Like” series) There are songs that lift you without noise. Stars has always been that quiet miracle for me. It’s warm, simple, and a little magical in the way good music often is - the kind that shifts the room without trying. The kind that makes you breathe differently, even if the day has been long. A friend recently gifted me tiny paper stars - blue, red, yellow - and they

Asha Puthli — The Devil Is Loose Poached Pears with Chocolate Chilli Sauce (Track 6 of the “What A Song Tastes Like” series) Some songs don’t rush toward you. They settle into the room like a city at night. The Devil Is Loose  is one of those songs a quiet stride, a late-hour glow, the feeling of walking through Bombay and New York at the same time. It doesn’t demand attention. It just finds its own corner and begins to colour the space. Asha Puthli’s voice has that kind of c

Michael Jackson — Beat It Potato Kumpir with Beans, Guacamole & Cheese Sauce (Track 5 of the “What A Song Tastes Like” series) This one isn’t a flavour. It’s a rhythm. Some songs simmer. Some unfold gently. Beat It  does neither. It arrives with precision, attitude, and a pulse you feel before you even understand it. And when the new MJ biopic trailer dropped last week, it reminded me of something I’ve always admired - not just Michael Jackson’s force, but Quincy Jones’ archi

Queen — Bohemian Rhapsody Banana, Harissa & Calcutta Paan Cake (Track 4 of the “What A Song Tastes Like” series) What if a song had a flavour? Some songs are simple to taste. A soft love song might feel like vanilla cake. A quiet acoustic track might feel like warm bread. And then there’s Bohemian Rhapsody  — a song far too dramatic, unpredictable, emotional, and operatic to fit into any neat category. It isn’t one flavour. It’s several. All at once. In one breath. The questi

Third Eye Blind — Bonfire Gostana Chicken Burger (minus the secret sauce) (Track 3 of the “What A Song Tastes Like” series) The Song That I Thought They Never Played For the longest time, I was convinced Third Eye Blind did not  play “Bonfire” at their Mumbai gig in 2012. I even said it in my reel with full confidence. Then I recently found the setlist. There, right at the bottom, it says: BONFIRE REPRISE So clearly, they did play it . I just… missed it. Either from exciteme

R.E.M. — Radio Song Cheese Sandwich French Toast (Track 2 of the “What A Song Tastes Like” series) Sunshine, Vinyl, and Familiar Days Some songs just feel good. Radio Song  is one of them. It has that easy, sunny, slightly cheeky energy that reminds me of simple days at Gostana — music playing, people dropping in, dogs wandering around, and nothing too serious happening. It also reminds me a lot of the 90s. Movies like Singles , the Seattle scene, relaxed vibes, people showin

U2 - The Fly Chilli, Honey & Lemon Dressing (Track 1 of the “What A Song Tastes Like” series) A Beginning, A Song, A Shift If you’ve been visiting Acoustic Flavours for a while, you already know that my world is stitched with food, music, and those small moments where they blend without warning. And somewhere in that weave — steady, familiar, quietly powerful — is U2. I was always a fan.The kind who listened with interest, not obsession. But I became a super fan  only after A

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