When we last left the seven notes, they had been injured and distorted. Not that I believe it... all kinds of music use the same basic principles of rhythm and harmony. I'm not making accusations here, but it's possible that these guys are faking it. Maybe there are vested interests that are paying them. I'd bet my money on that talking sitar. Let's see how the King handles the situation:

What? They don't even get a trial? That's fair. Also notice that "Remix Kind Of Music" has been replaced by "Ear-Piercing Music". Now, it's possible they are both the same... although it now looks like the big yellow guy is not Rap, but Ear-Piercing Music. Y'know, because he has pierced ears.

God damn that is a trippy comic. I can't help reading it over and over. Thanks to this story, we now know how both Western and Indian music regained their lost glory. Japanese and African music apparently got screwed in the bargain.

Hi, I'm Duryodhana, but you can call me D-Man. You might remember me as a bloodthirsty fraticidal warlord from the '80s television version of the Mahabharata. I think this story is awesome because it cuts down popular music before it has a chance to infect your impressionable minds with notions of individuality and expression. People with notions like that are no fun to slaughter.

Thanks, D-Man! We could end this feature right here, but then you wouldn't get to see what is probably the most awesome ad slogan in the history of the world. I found it in the pages of the same Champak issue... it's in an advertisement for Ghari detergent:

Ghari detergent: First Use It and then Trust! How cool is that? In this age of smooth, "soft-sell" marketing, this ad stands out. It's like they're saying... come on, just give us a try. Just once? If you don't like it, you don't ever have to buy it again. But you will like it. Because it's good. Nudge nudge. Just use it once. Go on... please? Damn, it makes me wanna brush my teeth with it.

But later. Right now, everyone go listen to some Rap, Pop, or Ear-Piercing music.