The song that you listen while the economic crisis is rising

Today I have read one of my earthling friend, Nick’s post: Economic Chaos 100 years later

After a little while read his post, I have seen another title in Turkish social network “eksisozluk”. The title was “The song you listen while 1 dollar goes to 5 TL”

Right now, 1 dollar is equal 4.83 Turkish Liras.

Today, it would seem that my front, my back, my right, my left, all my sides are economic crisis. 🙂

The economic crisis does not affect only ordinary people in the world, it affects extraterrestrials like us. (Do not believe in science fiction movies, we do not spend our lives on this planet with the lightsabers in hand or super-advanced equipments. We do not even have an union.:)) That’s why I have picked my song. Here it is. It is Cem Karaca’s song in Anatolian-rock genre from 1999.

The song that is quite entertaining, as can be understood from its rhythm. It’s lyrics are sarcastic. And here it’s lyrics: -I have translated only some parts because it is very long-

We’ve boarded on something really big, we go to the end of the world. (amanin)
Road you said, like every road
it should reach a place
While we turn and turn around
we come always to the same place
This cycle is vicious cycle
There is no begining and no end
I am turning but I can not turning back
There is no exit at the end
(amaninnn)

We’ve boarded on something really big, we go to the end of the world (amaninnn)

Local and general election
You select, let’s select
So we turn and turn around of it
we come always to the same place

Old times, we were like every man
We sat down and ate appetizers
Now, like eating appetizers
we sit and eat the man.
Then, you get your deserts!

What is really going to happen at the end of these things
In truth, there is no question “what will be”
We will turn, we will turn, we will come back to the same place

There is no begining and no end
I am turning but I can not turning back
There is no exit at the end
(amaninnn)

We’ve boarded on something really big, we go to the end of the world,

let’s dance!

We’ve boarded on something really big, we go to the end of the world.(amaninnn)

What is your song my earthling friends, that you listen while the economic crisis is rising? 🙂

Old black-white French noir movies, my love life and toilet door

This folk song is perhaps the most appropriate song that describes the general situation of my love life. It is a very fun song, isn’t it?
What it tells with its lyrics in the general sense:

“You said me on monday we would go to date, I came but you were not. You deceived me.
-Yes, it is true, I deceived you.
You said me on tuesday, you would kiss me, I came but you were not. You deceived me.
-Yes, it is true, I deceived you.
You said me on wednesday, we would go to walk together. I came but you were not. You deceived me.
-Yes, it is true, I deceived you.
You said me on thursday, you would come to concert with me, I came but you were not. You deceived me.
-Yes, it is true, I deceived you.

…”

In short, the song is the story of a lover man who is deceived in all the days of the week by his lover.

Is it similar with my love life? Actually, it is not at all! Because, I do not even have a darling who can fool me during a week!

My love life has hit the bottom again. Whenever I meet a lady dog who stolen my heart, that big love ends before it’s beginning. A lot of things that can happen, are evaporating all in a moment.

My love life is like old black-white French noir movies.

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Numerous depressions, despairs, and coincidences that are not certain where it come out. At the end, that is me, who can not even know where will bump into! I, who even can not stand watching these French movies for 5 minutes, I have to live it in real life. Maybe I am the most unfortunate dog of world history!

Recently, with a lady dog which I fall in love, I came in front of a door seller’s shop. How I came here is a different matter. Of course that event was linked to Migo. The toilet door was not closing. Migo, had to take out the lock part of the door and tried to fix it. But of course, he could not do. After a two-day long struggle, he thought that he would work on it more easily by removing the door. He took the door off. He changed the latch bolt, but in this time he could not replace the door in its place again. The toilet door was open for three days, because we do not have toilet door. On the fourth day, Migo thought that the door was swollen due to it was old, and needed a new door. Then we started looking around the door sellers. I came across the gorgeous lady dog who played with my heart of the second shop we entered.

Just like in this video, she was cute, confident, and dangerous. I did not know what will I do when I saw her. My heart was beating fast. I went to her side and tried to chat. But she did not even look at my face. She turned around and went to next the shop owner. By the way, Migo was bargaining with the shop owner when he heard that the door price was too high. The voices of the shop owner and Migo rised against each other. Before I could not understand what it was, we quickly left the shop with Migo. Migo was saying, “They are thieves, it is just a door, how this price could be!” When I returned my back, I saw the magnificent lady dog inside the shop, while she kept her guard up next to shop owner and scowled at me.

Migo had finished my love life before it started! Yes, he was responsible again. If we had bought the door from that shop, maybe I would have a chance to get a date with that wonderful lady dog. But as I said, I’m not even in a position to say that folk song. There is no lady dog who will deceive me!

It’s all Migo’s fault! As usual! Damn you, Migo!

In the meantime, if you are curious about the toilet door, Migo called one of his friends and they both put the old door in its place with together. Migo’s friend told him, “if you had called a locksmith at first, it would not have been a problem for so many days.” I had told same to Migo at the first day, but who listened to me!

 

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 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…