Thanks to a teenage history of fighting for embarrassing '90s alt-rock bands on the car stereo, I don't know my way around North Indian classical music as well as I might. Another thing I didn't realize? You can't show up late.
Many of the musicians get two or three songs at most, implying that far more performers have been scheduled than is sensible in order to cast the widest net of appeal and draw in as many people as possible.
I'm all for artistic growth and boldly traveling into new musical territory, but unfortunately these adaptations are a little too haphazard -- or maybe just understaffed -- and Shara Worden's magic has been lost in translation.