Despite all bad things, the spring has come to Asia Minor and Mediterranean also beyond east

Come with me to the Eastern Mediterranean and beyond…

I get to experience new customs and new cultures which I feel makes me a better and wiser person. There’s a lot that we read and hear about when it comes to other parts of the world but actually visiting and experiencing another country in person is quite different. It’s a big world out there. […]

please continue for this amazing, kind of cinematic music history of the region, Come with me to the Eastern Mediterranean and beyond… — Eyes on Europe & Middle East

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The war that it’s not for me

When we were at war

When we were at war
When we were at war
There everyone used to think about their
Beloveds or about their wives
There everyone used to think about their
Beloveds or about their wives
And I could certainly think
And I could certainly think
About the times when I looked at a pipe
In her blue smoke
About the times when I looked at a pipe
In her blue smoke
Like when she lied to me sometimes
Like when she lied to me sometimes
But the his girl’s heart gave love
to someone else for a long time
But the his girl’s heart gave love
to someone else for a long time
But I didn’t think about them at all,
But I didn’t think about them at all,
I just smoked a pipe
with bitter Turkish tobacco,
I just smoked a pipe
with bitter Turkish tobacco,
I just shoot bullets faithfully
I just shoot bullets faithfully
hoping to appease my pain
and to set a limit to our hostility
hoping to appease my pain
and to set a limit to our hostility
When we will be at war,
When we will be at war,
to meet the bullets flying
on our black horse
to meet the bullets flying
on our black horse
But it looks like death it’s not for me
But it looks like death it’s not for me
and my black horse
carries me away from the fire again
and my black horse
carries me away from the fire again
….
….
Famous Cossack folk song from famous Kuban Cossack Choir, my Earthling friends. 🙂 I didn’t translate, I copied and paste it from a link in here. If there is a mistake in translate, I will check and translate in a couple days, but it seems to me right now, of course this may be an effect of vodka:) Right now, every words seem good for me, haha! Briefly, the song says, “the war it is not for me”. Good point! Any war it is not good for me too!

 

The Alexandrov Ensemble; Red Army Choir

Actually today I was going to add another post. But when thinking whole year of 2016 and how much bad it’s passed, in compliance with 2016’s soul(yes the years have soul, but only very few of the humankind knows that), one of the last posts of this year should haven’t been surprise.

This is my favorite Russian folk song. It is not so well known as Kalinka in the western world on the planet. But for me it has better rhythm, melody than Kalinka. The song was made for glorify also recall the female partisans at the Russian Civil War(1917-1922) in 1940, but in 1942 some words and music changed and become todays’ shape.

Some days its’ lyric is kept on my saying. Especially you should hear me along with WD, while singing this song. We cannot sing good as you can predict, but we love to shout out especially the part of “da raskudryavyii, reznoooyy…” so much.

According to WD “actually we can sing good, but unfortunately we always kept the bar high, we try to sing it like these serious but warm guys with uniform.” WD asked me one day why we always listened this song from Red Army Choir. We’ve searched this song performance from other artists. And we couldn’t find good performance as much as Red Army Choir. We know that we can never sing like these men; on the other side we know that we can never take pleasure from another artists who sing this song more than Red Army Choir anymore.

The other artists had no wrong actually. We loved Red Army Choir, because. We were wanting to listen it from Red Army Choir, because. Still we do…

The devastating news came four days ago: “A Russian plane Tu-154 with 92 people aboard, including the well-known military band Red Army Choir, crashed into the Black Sea on its way to Syria on Sunday, Dec 25, minutes after takeoff from the city of Sochi.”

64 members of the ensemble have been the victims of this horrible event. 64 members of the Academic Song and Dance Ensemble of the Russian Army; so almost the entire choir team, except for three soloists who were not on board that day.

After repeating the news, now I want you to look at this video again, my Earthling friends. Starting from the top-back side soloists, take the soloists this video out of one by one. The screen is slowly wiping while I look at it; the sound is fogging, the rhythm of the song is changing. I find myself by looking at the screen with a pain at the end. Like a deleted piece of art, like half of a Van Gogh painting! What a pain!

While the planet is sinking in more sh*t at every passing second, the beauties are disappearing from humanity’ hands.

Actually of course Red Army Choir is a strong and legendary choir. It is kind of a symbol for the Soviet Union. I believe in this pain will turn back to them as progressive power.

Already at the east, the pains would return as hard as the soil and as strengthening like the cold. The pains have to return like that already, there isn’t any alternative to survive.

From 1928 to todays they have been still standing.

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Photo: RIA Novosti via lenta.ru: The team of birth is October 12, 1928, when the ensemble gave the first concert in the Central House of the Red Army in Moscow. Then it was called Red Army Song Ensemble.
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Photo: “Kommersant” / “Spark” via lenta.ru: In 1943, Alexander Alexandrov who wrote the music for the anthem of the Soviet Union, which later became the music of the anthem of the Russian Federation. In the photo: the ensemble rehearses in front of one of the first performances of the national anthem.
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Photo: Vladimir Savostianov / TASS via lenta.ru: Choreographic scene “Invitation to the Dance” performed by members of the ensemble, 1970.

Looking at this magnificent history of Red Army Choir, we may also notice the size of the place of the artists that we will feel the lack of.

We will remember you with respect and love…

Вечная память погибшим… Покойся с миром, героям!

…da raskudryavyiiii, reznooooooy….

photos were quoted from https://lenta.ru/photo/2016/12/25/aleksandrov/

 

 

 

Mamma Mia!

In February 2013, Sweden commander-in-chief of the armed forces, Sverker Göranson, had said that Sweden’s scaled backed military leaves the country vulnerable. As he claimed Sweden could only defend itself for one week if it came under attack. Also, if a war would be between Sweden and Russia, Sweden needs to be in NATO, according to him.

After this statement,

In March 1, 2013, the controversial admission of Sweden’s dwindling military capacity has been seized upon by Russian national television in a sketch on the satirical programme Yesterday Live. Featuring the melody of Abba’s hit song Mamma Mia, the parody shows a man who appears to be masquerading as Göranson as he makes an impassioned plea about the imminent threat from the east.

Whenever I see this show, I am laughing. As the singer pointed at the end of the clip, this is humor. Already the Swedish people who made the comment below this video on youtube, they seem that they showed understanding. Especially in these days which the west lived fear of a war with Russians I thought that this clip would be very appropriate. I don’t know how many of you have watched this clip. If you didn’t watch yet, I hope you would like it, my Earthling friends. And the most impressive expression of this song has been the last words for me. When you watch you will see what I meant.

Also, who says that Russians don’t know good humor 🙂

quoted link: https://www.thelocal.se

 

“Words” are ours, “Saz” is ours!

Lyric of the song with Eanglish translation:

It’s name is stringed instrument.
It neither listens verse nor muslim judge,
The one who plays it, would understand.
Where is the devil inside of it?

It never asks to you “did you perform the ablution?”
It never asks to you “did you perform the prayer?”
It never gets something illegally like muslim judge!
Where is the devil inside of it?

It’s wire is brought from Istanbul,
It’s arm is made by juniper tree.
Hey, silly servant of god!
Where is the devil; is devil inside or outside of it?
It hasn’t got horn, it hasn’t got tail!
Where is the devil inside it?

This is very old Turkish folk song actually. This folk song was written at the begining of 1800’s by Minstrel Dertli against a muslim judge who made a law against playing “saz” (Turkish stringed instrument).

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According to this muslim judge, “saz” was the devil’s work, and he banned to play “saz”. At those days, muslim judges tried the cases in Ottoman, and their title was “kadi” in Turkish.

When looking at the history, actually nothing changed in some human brains. Maybe different conditions bring different events. But mentality is the same as always. And they can never see “Minstrel Dertli is still living”, but that muslim judge name is not remembered by anyone. Same will be to the others.

Like another Turkish-Alawite great Minstrel Pir Sultan Abdal said in 16th century:
“Walk Hizir Pasha!
Someday your cycle also will be broken!
The Sultan that you trusted,
Someday he will be overthrown!”

*Turkish-Alawite Minstrel Pir Sultan Abdal had been hanged with the order of Ottoman Hizir Pasha in 155o, because of he revolted against Ottoman. (Yes! Anatolian minstrels have got the rebellious soul along side their music soul:))

Also, thank you Turkish heavy metal band Pentagram, for this amazing adaptation!

Venceremos Victor Jara! Your voice is still being heard; and the murderers of you have been damned by history!

            The scenes from the 2004 Chilean movie “Machuca”

With the fascist coup of Pinochet with CIA’s support in September 11, 1973, Victor Jara has been arrested with many civilian and was put into the National Stadium of Chile. While he was in there, due to the torture his hands have been broken and chopped. As the reports of Vladimir Chernyshev who was Pravda reporter conveyed, Victor Jara was singing “Venceremos” which was the popular song of “Unidad Popular” even while he was torturing. And Jara’s chopped hands were hung to the stadium for intimidating to the other prisoners.

And another journalist, Chilean journalist Miguel Cabezas, has described the events in National Stadium at that day for America’s University review.

…Volleys of machine gun fire periodically emptied into the crowd and bodies rolled down the inclines. Prisoners who hadn’t eaten or drunk in days vomited on the dead bodies of their comrades.

Victor wandered around trying to calm them and rouse their spirits. He went down to the arena and approached one of the doors where new prisoners entered. Here he ran into the prison camp commander who “made tiny gestures of someone playing a guitar”. Victor nodded his head candidly and the commander called four soldiers to hold Victor and ordered a table be put in the centre of the arena so everyone could see what was to follow.

“They took Victor to the table and ordered him to put his hands on it. In the hands of the officer rose, swiftly, an axe. With a single stroke he severed the fingers on Victor’s left hand, and with another stoke, the fingers of the right.

“A collective outcry from 6,000 prisoners was heard. These 12,000 eyes then watched the same officer throw himself over the fallen body of singer and actor Victor Jara and begin to hit him while shouting: ‘Now sing, you motherfucker, now sing.’

“Jara received more blows but raised himself and walked to where the arena and bleachers met. There was a deep silence. And then his voice was heard crying: ‘All right comrades, let’s do the senor commandante the favour.’ He steadied himself for a moment and then lifting his bleeding hands began to sing with an unsteady voice the anthem of Unidad Popular. And everybody sang with him.”

A volley was fired and Jara fell dead.

According to some sources he was murdered in September 15, the others says in September 16. After 43 years, we are still listening Venceremos from Victor Jara. Thanks him for he left amazing-bright trace on us!

The quotes were taken from “The life and death of Victor Jara – a classic feature from the vaults”

The boy with poet jacket

Kazim Koyuncu was born November 7, 1971 in Hopa, Artvin, Turkey. And he died June 25, 2005 because of the cancer while he was 33 years old. Artvin is a beatiful city where is coast to Black Sea, and you also remember Artvin my Earthling friends from my posts about how the people of Artvin resisted against capitalist mining at Cerratepe, Artvin. And they still do.

Artvin and the most coast to Black Sea cities of Turkey, have been suffer for many years beacuse of Chernobyl disaster. So many people died at these cites because of the nuclear fallout. Kazim Koyuncu was the one of them. And maybe the most beloved of them by almost every people at Turkey.

The people of Anatolia gave name to him “the boy with poet jacket.” This is exactly suitable for him.

He was an unique person, he was an activist, socialist, musician and song writer. He has said at once at one of his concert : “To understand to each other, there is no need to speak with same language, after crushing, we all are the same wine.” You can see him almost every activite against massacre of nature. When he was 23 years old, he has put together a band with his friends. This band name was “Zuğaşi Berepe”. It means in English “the children of the sea”.

“Zuğaşi Berepe” is not Turkish either. At the some regions of Black Sea coast there are the people who are called “Laz”. Turkey is a multicultural country. Many ethnic group live and resume their culture. Laz people are placed in Anatolia’s culture especially with their unique Turkish accent. It is so funny for everyone. So many jokes about themsleves are made. And very interesting thinking style they have. The things that they do, seem like a joke but they are also true.

For example in this one,

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when two brother were in disagreement about the house which was heritage by their father, they cut the house into two. And one of them built a new house on his land share 🙂

Or you can see the warnings similar mind producing at the some cities of Black Sea coast at Turkey.

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At the picture, there is a warning for the thieves near of the dog house, and in English this is writing:

“the dog can be off, while you are coming, you whistle.” 🙂

They are also named as “with Laz mind” in Turkey.

Kazim Koyuncu had Laz ethnic person. Laz people aslo are very exciting people. Inside the all Anatolian folk dances, Black Sea folk dances are the most speed ones. Their folk dance is named as “horon”.

7 geographic regions are defined in Turkey. One of them is the Black Sea region. And each region has its own folk dances different from each other. Begining with the elementary school after then at high school, and optionally throughout the university, the people are teached to play folk dance about own regions. This is a cultural heritage. And the hundreds of folk dance competitions are made in Turkey in every year. Black Sea region has not just horon dance, but in here I wanted to add only this one just for now.

And here, one of Horon examples, this is also from a competitaion of inter-high schools of Turkey.

It is incredible isn’t it! You hear a voice of a musical instrument from the begining 10th second at video. Its name is “kemençe”. This instrument is endemic only in Black Sea region of Turkey on the planet. Here some kemençe examples:

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If you see this instrument, or hear its voice you should be in a place coast of Black Sea of Turkey, or you should be near by a person who from here:)

Also there is an another unique musical instrument at this region. It’s name is “Tulum”. You can hear it’s voice at 5.03 second at the video. These are tulum at the picture.

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And tulum is ancestor of gaida instrument. I don’t say this, experts of musical instruments say this. 🙂

Kazim Koyuncu was using both kemençe and tulum in his music. And he had made incredible songs. His songs touched many people of Anatolia. People loved him and still loves him so much. Almost until the day he died, he was with the people at his concerts. He was the revolutionist. He said at once: “I struggled against the system of Turkey entire my life; but I have understood that eventually, the cancer is the same with the system.” Also, he knew he will die, and in an interwiev he said about dying:

“You do have a few months to live. You are asking yourself what do you want to take away with you. Money? No, money is good for nothing. Only left in your hands is life. What is life? You would sleep, you would go by closing your eyes. Luckily I became distant too much between me and property. But now, there is only one thing not to go, not to think die. There is a huge and strange love…”

He was right, so much right! There is still huge and strange love for him by the people of Anatolia. People loved and still love him and his songs. Almost half of his songs is not Turkish. But people loved/love his heart and knew/know what his telling in his songs without knowing Laz language.

Here is one of them, and maybe this one is most known of his songs “Didou Nana.”

The 90% of the Anatolian people who listen this song don’t know what the words mean of this song, but they know it’s lyric know by heart. This is the difference that was created by Kazim Koyuncu. And please listen this song with closing eyes, maybe it is understood more what I wanted to say. Any maybe you will realize the tears from your eyes unexpectedly…

I would have added this song to my post with high quality video with about 30-35 million people rating, but I didn’t. Yes his songs ratings are very huge. But, I wanted that you see with his live performance. People love so much him still, even when they see dislike below his videos, they curse the people who gave dislike. If you think to dislike his songs you should think twice, if you don’t know Turkish 🙂

As much as combative waves of the Black Sea, maybe the most sincere face of the Anatolian culture, the boy with poet jacket died exactly 11 years ago tomorrow. I know “11 years ago tomorrow” has been odd. Yes, tomorrow will be anniversary of his death. But I don’t now anyone who live so much alive in the hearts especially after his death. And the anniversary of his death is very wierd for me. He is so much alive, because.

Once, he said that: “for understanding how much worse the war is, we don’t need to fight.”

But after you left the planet Kazim, the wars and conflicts increased at the planet. You said that:

“The whole lands of the whole world are ours. All songs in the world belong the all people at the world. Also all lands are our homelands.” People miss your wisdom words.

And Anatolian people miss you so much day by day. You were a beatiful people, you have been always side by the people of Anatolia. There is no any musician like you anymore, who stands by the people’s resistance! You are the only one who is missed and loved so much like that…

You had said “I’ve passed through yours with the songs” Kazim, it is true but short, you passed through not with just the songs, you passed with your heart…

Thank you…