I cannot say I enjoy Raju Bharatan's writing style very much and that is putting it mildly. He is too fond of a clever turn of phrase (at the expense of one that might sound elegant). Ironic, if I may, for one who considers Naushad his musical inspiration. That said, there is no doubt that he can relate to you a few out of an endless treasure trove of filmy anecdotes, derived from a decades-long association with the industry, in a time when they seem to have permitted closer interaction between entertainer and journalist. As Anil Biswas dryly remarked to Bharatan once, "Nobody can beat your knowledge of the history of film music." If this magnum opus celebrating Naushad's work is anything to go by, that assessment rings true.
There's just so much of interest to those of us still obsessed with the 'golden era of film music'. Also, unlike many other chroniclers of our celebrities, Bharatan does not let his fanboyish enthusiasm for Naushad get in the way of humanizing him by presenting his many shades (as well as of his rivals Biswas, C Ramachandra, Shankar Jaikishan and O P Nayyar).
We understand through the many anecdotes that Naushad had the ability to manipulate proceedings to secure what he needed while giving the appearance of being well above such dirty business. For instance, he secured a Dadasaheb Phalke award in the very year that Khaiyyam scored a big success with Umrao Jaan, thus stealing the limelight from him. Naushad was also the first music director to command a six figure salary (back in the 1950s!) as also a profit sharing deal with distributors. Not even Ilayaraja at his most dominant went as far as that latter step.
We also, however, get an insight into what separated him from his rivals and which allowed him to ride into a third successful decade (the 60s) in Hindi cinema. He understood the potential of Mohd Rafi long before the others and boldly dispensed with both Talat and Mukesh (with whom he had had successful outings) in favour of developing a semi classical vision built around Rafi's virtuosity. This, of course, caused his critics to say he owed all his success to Rafi (and to Dilip Kumar but that's another story) but think what would our film music look like without Naushad's tireless efforts to get the best out of Rafi (and, arguably, also Lata Mangeshkar).
Naushad was also a total composer and, in the words of the late Kersi Lord himself, gave his arrangers exact instructions as to what he wanted (where the others left it to the arrangers) and saw to it that he did, including giving them the notations for his music. He sought total control over the finished product and demanded plenty of time to compose as well as several rehearsals (O Duniya Ke Rakhwale was rehearsed over 21 days!) to get the song right. Traits that again seem to have earned many a pithy quip from his rivals but perhaps this obsession with realising his vision in entirety is what made his soundtracks timeless. It could be argued that Naushad's music, especially from Baiju Bawara onwards, was old fashioned or too classical but never mediocre or crass.
The book is filled with many insights into why, for instance, did Naushad part ways with Talat (hint: it wasn't about Talat's smoking habit, at least not only that), his role in sabotaging a possible Dev Anand-Suraiya alliance, why he did not migrate to Pakistan during partition, his role in completing the music of Pakeezah and beyond (!) and so on. There's almost too much to take in as Bharatan reels out anecdotes at a frequency that would leave Wikipedia bedazzled. There is a wonderful chapter dwelling on Naushad's own recollections of the Mughal E Azam soundtrack. To fully grasp the import of his observations, I would have to spend time on the soundtrack itself for a few days at a stretch (if not a month or two), such is the extent of detail in that chapter.
If there is a complaint, it is, as I mentioned, with Bharatan's own writing and what perhaps comes across as surprisingly dubious taste in one so closely associated with the greats of Hindi film music (praise for Preeti Uttam Singh's vocals on Taj Mahal, really?). But for these complaints, I would, as a certified Naushad fanboy myself, give it five stars without hesitation (though I wouldn't quite go so far as to crown him composer of the century as Bharatan does). As it stands, four stars just for the sheer abundance of quality content.