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Those Days In Kasba Peth



Credits
Lyric Credits: Raymond T. Spagnuolo
Music Credits: Raymond T. Spagnuolo
Producer Credits: Raymond T. Spagnuolo
Publisher Credits: R
Performance Credits: Raymond T. Spagnuolo
Label Credits: Raymond T. Spagnuolo
Description
Short Song Description:
A memoir, in song, of what one of the first disciples of the Master might have written.
Long Song Description:
Kasba Peth is the name of a district in the city of Pune in India where Meher Baba first began attracting disciples to Him. The story is told as if through the eyes of a disciple.
Story Behind the Song:
I had started developing a new melodic idea around the time I was reading the description written in "Lord Meher" about the early days in Kasba Peth. I couldn't sleep one night and realized that the two could go together. I went through "Lord Meher" and wrote down many possible items including Baba's comment about money, "What is money? What good is it?". I was happy to be able to include the exact quote in the song.
Metadata
Song Length 6:07
Primary Genre Folk-Rock
Secondary Genre Folk-Religious
Tempo / Feel Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1 Spirituality
Subject Matter 2 General
Mood 1 Joyful
Mood 2 Delighted
Language English
Era 1960 - 1969
Lyrics
I was walking behind the man and observing as best one can
There was something, a sense of light, that would brighten the darkest night
From that first glance my heart was caught and I thirsted for the truth He taught
But his training, in this regard, was by laughing and playing cards

Drawn by His fragrant radiance
Now known as Merwan Seth
Among the poorest fisherman
Those days in Kasba Peth

It was dusty and the sun was hot
He was working in His toddy shop
To the drinkers, with a love so kind,
He would guide them to leave their drink behind
"What is money", he asked, "what good is it?"
He continued, "You place to much value on it."
But to the beggars who came to call
it would freely, by Him, be given to all

Drawn by His fragrant radiance
Now known as Merwan Seth
Among the poorest fisherman
Those days in Kasba Peth

He would gather us all around and the music and sweetness of love would abound
For His presence would cast a net such that all there sang a sweet duet

So the Muslims and the Hindus, too, sang together in the Master's brew
It was Merwan, who by loving all
brought the house down, with it's lonely walls

Drawn by His fragrant radiance
Now known as Merwan Seth
Among the poorest fisherman
Those days in Kasba Peth

So those days passed in Kasba Peth
The direction of my life was set
He had won me, my heart and soul,
and to this music I hoped to grow old

I was walking besides the man
and He asked me about who I am
So I told Him and He said to me
You are mine now
I will set you free

Drawn by His fragrant radiance
Now known as Merwan Seth
Among the poorest fisherman
Those days in Kasba Peth

Drawn by His fragrant radiance
Now known as Merwan Seth
Among the poorest fisherman
Those days in Kasba Peth