As if waking up from a trance, Anoushka Shankar opens her eyes and wonders aloud, into a mic: “Does sitar #2 sound like it is holding its nose?” At soundcheck, hours before her show in Mumbai, as fresnel lights dance across the stage, she sits stage right on a baithak, gently cradling a sitar’s neck in one hand, a nandi pendant at her neck, a Cleopatra-like melon coiffure on her crown. The band—Sarathy Korwar on drums, Arun Ghosh on clarinet, Tom Farmer on bass—joyfully rehearses ‘We Burn So Brightly’, something of a club banger from her latest album, Chapters III. There is the atmosphere of a drum circle, full of playful eye contact and laughter. Unmistakably, Shankar’s entire attention is on the music.
And she has feedback aplenty for the sound guys: Is there space to split the difference on her instrument’s volume? Could the house music be turned down a smidge so the bass doesn’t sound too boomy? Does anyone need the pedal notes for ‘Hiraeth’? She’s checking in on every band member, pointing out every potential technical glitch… Naturally, a sitar that sounds like it has a cold is not ideal. But she listens to the voice on her headset, flashes her trademark smile and punctuates the air with a thumbs-up, confident in everyone’s ability to do their job.
Mumbai is the third stop on a significant six-city India tour for Shankar, after Hyderabad and Bengaluru, and it’s a city with which she has deep connections. Plus, it’s Grammys night. If she’s on edge, she’s not showing it. “We made the choice (about touring on the dates of the Grammy awards) before the nominations arrived,” she says flatly. We’re inside her trailer a few minutes later, where she has taken a moment to catch her breath and post a picture of Douglas the sloth (her son’s favourite toy, which is accompanying her on tour) with her sitar on Instagram.
Outside, press gathers while Korwar and Farmer stretch their muscles by playing catch under a hazy Mumbai sunset. “I decided that I’m not going to hold space for something like this—like, maybe it will happen, maybe it won’t, but I’ve got to live my life,” she says with a little laugh. Thirty years in, 14 nominations later—she’s not blind to the magnitude of it, nor to the glamour. She’s attended a few times and it’s been…fine. “I’d rather keep it real than get sucked into that stressy thing, and do what I really do, and that’s playing music.”
And the music continues to flow through Shankar, undulating over decades like a restless, untameable, ceaseless sea. Chapters III, a project that began with a whimsical idea in Goa, is coming to a close: three cross-cultural albums, three geographies, three years, each little love letters to the last 30 years of her life and career. For each of these albums, she has cherry-picked collaborators from across the world. “I don’t know what it is; I have a good intuition about people,” she muses. Names like Arooj Aftab and Nils Frahm have come to her as mystically as the melodies she wants them to play. “There’s no logical process; I don’t know where that voice comes from each time, but I’ve learned to trust it.”

On Chapters III, she invited Alam Khan—sarod player and son of the legendary Ali Akbar Khan, who trained alongside Anoushka’s father Ravi Shankar. It’s family history, legacy, the whole weight of Indian classical music royalty between them. But for Shankar, here at last was the right moment because they could “finally play on their own terms”. “We were ready to make the music we wanted to make together.”
You hear the potency of this statement on the goosebump-inducing ‘Hiraeth’. Wrapped around the central notes from the raag Palas Kafi—a 1960s-era jugalbandi by their fathers—are glittering, looping melodies and backward sarod lines, gathering a rave-like pace as the track culminates. A touch of her roots, a sprinkling of her legacy, a dash of herself... It’s what her fans flock to see. “What I love seeing [in audiences in India] is there’s this nice mix of people who are responding to this music that they may not have heard of as well as calling out or having the excitement when we play a couple of the older things,” she smiles. The fact that people recognise her old songs still blows her mind. “When people appreciate the spectrum, that’s when I feel grateful—that they’ve been along for the journey.”
In Shankar’s hands, through her long journey as a professional musician, the sitar has sounded like many things. Like discipline and obedience, when she played with her father on stage for the first time at his 75th birthday concert in 1996. Like precision and reverence on her debut album, Anoushka, in 1998. Like curiosity and rebellion on her Billboard-charting, genre-melding 2005 album, Rise. Like the call of the wild in her flamenco-inflected 2011 album Traveller. Like the gentle pour of a magic elixir on jazz legend Herbie Hancock and pop star Jacob Collier’s keyboards. Like the tinkling laughter of an inside joke between sisters when Norah Jones joined her at the North Sea Jazz Festival in 2025.









