My first post has to be about music as I must confess that before I fell in love with literature, I fell hard and fast for the process of making music. Obsessed, I spent hours between bands as they jammed, waiting for them to transition, from non-descript underdogs to musical geniuses. 9 out of 10 times, it never happened. Here I attempt to understand what makes most underground musicians in Delhi fail in the long run. Is it the drug fuelled idealism, artistic exploration or a little bit of both?