Soulmate was formed about 7 years ago in shillong by Rudy Wallang (blues guitar player, songwriter,
) and Blues Singer/guitar player Tipriti ‘Tips’ Kharbangar. The band was formed with the international
of fuelling their passion for the blues as well as to promote this Particular genre of music. Through
the years, Soulmate has performed over 400 concerts all Over the country and abroad. When on the road,
they avail of the services of seasoned session Musicians like san shullai(Drums) Adhiraj Mustafi(Drums)
and Ferdy Dkhar (Bass),Leon wallang(Guitar). a recent addition to their line-up for a few gigs in Delhi,
Mumbai and Pune was Guwahati based drummer, Ambar Das. They perform regularly in New Delhi, at The HAZE
Blues and jazz bar, as well as in other cities…
Special Edition Track Listing of songs: DISC 1:1990: All your love; midnight Blues; You Don’t Love me;
Texas stuff, Moving On; Too Tire; cold cold Feeling; on up the Road; king of the Blues; Stop Messing
Around; Blues is Alright,
Because of its personalized form, the popularity of blues music among blacks marked a unique Period in
the history of secular African American song. Prior to the emergence of the blues somethime in the 1890s,
solo music was atypical. Such Individualized song had never been the main ingredient of black music. Prior
songs consisted of field hollers, which served as a means of communication Among plantation works, and work
song, which ware used by slaves to keep time with a task. While field hollers and work songs had elements of
personalized song, they had never truly Developed as solo songs.
Blues is the smell of smoke and barbeque, the low, dim flicker of neon piercing the collective Darkness of a
hushed room. Blues is the rattlesnake beneath the brush, the hissing sound of life -Wild and full of venom -reborn
in the strings of a guitar. I owe my love for the blues to the bronzed Whip of nostalgia. When I moved from Houston
to Los Angeles in 1998 I missed home with a stinging immediacy. Suddenly, and for no obvious reason, I became
obsessed with the idyllic Facade of the south, and began daydreaming about an aesthetic of which i had only partly
known; Craking-wood porches and brad streets, banana trees and damp, tropical air.