Tiger Varadachariar
- Published By: Sruti
A Musician' s Musician
A musician's musician— this is the phrase that occurs again and again in contemporary and subsequent accounts of Tiger Varadachariar.
In every field of human activity, particularly artistic, this kind of description represents a recognition by peers
of technical excellence and yet there is
a suspicion of a pejorative undercurrent, of an implication that the person
concerned is not capable, for whatever
reason, of affording pleasure to the layman or the less than expert enthusiast.
In the case of Tiger, it was well-known
that his voice was not always tractable.
Accounts abound of how he used to
struggle to bring it under control, using
heroic measures like pouring quantities of boiling hot water down his throat
to dissolve, it was said, the phlegm that
interfered with the production of truly
musical notes. But all these accounts
also testify that, when his voice did
obey his manodharma, he was-capable
of flights of musical creativity that were
breathtaking. This was so on the many
occasions he spontaneously burst into
song, especially when, early in the morning, just awake but not yet ready for the
day, he launched into elaborations of a
raga or kriti, providing private delight
to whoever happened to be listening.
No one, least of all any of his peers and
contemporaries, was thus in any doubt
about his remarkable potential as a performer. Thus, in his case, the phrase 'a
musician's musician' signalled a sincere tribute, an admission that he was
a storehouse of musical knowledge and
tradition, an arbiter in musical dispute
who was most qualified to play that
role and, in the original meaning of the
phrase, an artist whose genius could
perhaps be comprehended fully only by a fellow artist.