Lyrics of the week
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These are the eyes that watched him as he walked away.
Color them grey.
This is the heart that thought he would always be true.
Color it blue.
...
This is the room I sleep in and walk in and weep in
And hide in that nobody sees,
Color it lonely, please.
This is the man,
The one I depended upon.
Color him gone.
from My Coloring Book by Kander and Ebb
Travel
Dear all,
Silence
Dear all,
As always I'm a bit behind in updating. I don't even know whether anyone's following this blog anymore but just in case you are, yes I'm still on this planet.
Somehow, more and more, I'm looking for straight forwardness. As my "on repeat" song suggests, feel free to wave your "freak flag". But also, you don't have to be a freak to be yourself !
As Pinocchio suggests; "I'm wood , I'm good. Get used to it!"
Much Belated Update . . .
Dear all , below is the link for the photo album of a day of indoor climbing in Ratho. (on Saturday, September 5)
What's on repeat?
I've been busy with many projects recently hence the belated update. I've also been contacted by a few people about not updating my blog which was encouraging.
I'm on my way to Turkey. I will bethere until late July. Please get in touch if you're around and want to meet up.
What's on repeat section is also updated. I don't know why, but sometimes I discover songs that've been around for years very late. This version of Noone but You has been on repeat recently. Also a few other songs which will appear later on I'm sure.
April Update
Dear all,
Apologies for no update but lately I've been busy with "A Drop In the Ocean"....
For review links please see onurorkut/pro....
The Weakest Link / En Zayif Halka
This morning, I realized that the smell of freshly brewed coffee is one of the strongest links I have with life. It doesn't have to be in my house, it doesn't have to be my coffee. The fact that someone bothered to make coffee convinces me of the connection they have with their existence. Hence it convinces me of my connection to mine. And to put it in the words of Kander and Ebb (well mostly Ebb) "the trouble with the world today, it seems to me, is coffee in a cardboard cup!"
Bu sabah ayirdina vardim ki, taze yapilmis kahve kokusu beni hayata yakin tutan en guclu baglardan biri. Benim evim, benim kahvem olmasina gerek yok. Birilerinin kahve yapma zahmetine katlanmis olmasi, o kisilerin kendi varliklarina olan baglarini kanitliyor bana. Dolayisi ile benim kendi varligima olan baglarimi. Ve Kander - Ebb ikilisinin (daha cok Ebb'in) dedigi gibi "dunyanin bugunlerdeki sorunu, bana oyle geliyor ki, kagit bardakta kahve!"
Tosca Inferno
Dear all,
On one level lots of things are happening in my life yet on another level nothing is happening. Hence the scarcity of updates. One thing, however, has taken over a good chunk of my life and that is Tosca, a piece that I've always been familiar with but never this intimately. I've been listening to it over and over again and everytime I find new levels of musicality and appreciation. On the clip to the right, you can find one of my favourite moments in the opera. I find that unsung parts of Tosca are as entrancing as the sung parts. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do. This clip is the end of act 2 and it is from a live performance and it does not belong to me.
(If you want to get really geeky with me please pay extra attention to the passage that gets me everytime, starting at 6:42/6:43 in the clip)
Sevgili herkes, (bu terime alismaya basladim)
Bir yandan pek cok sey olurken, bir yandan da aslinda hicbirsey olmamakta. Dolayisi ile blogun yenilenmesi biraz aksadi. Ancak haytimda su ara sabit kalan tek sey Tosca. Kendisine yenilenmis bir ilgi ile baglanmis durumdayim. SIklIkla dinliyor ve her dinledigimde Puccini'nin muziginde yepyeni yapilar kesfediyorum. (Bundan biraz zavallica ancak tamamen kisisel bir zevk de aliyorum) Yalnizca seslendirilen kisimlari degil, orkestral pasajlari ile de beni buyulemeye devam ediyor. Sag taraftaki klip bir canli performanstan (2.perdenin sonu) ve bana ait degil. Umarim siz de en az benim kadar begenirsiniz.
(Eger benimle birlikte daha derinden ilgilenirseniz 6:42/6:43 civarinda baslayan ve beni her sefreinde vuran pasaja ozellikle dikkatinizi cekmek istiyorum)
When October goes. . .
"When October goes, the same old dream appears . . .
I should be over it now, I know.
It doesn't matter much how old I grow;
I hate to see October go."
lyrics by Johnny Mercer
music by Barry Manilow
The New Year / Yeni Yilin ilk Gunleri
Dear all,
please follow the links below to see how I spent the first few days of the year...
Location: Skye, Scotland
Yeni yilin ilk gunlerini nasil gecirdigimi gormek icin asagidaki linkleri takip edebilirsiniz...
Yer: Skye, Iskocya
Skye Album 1 - Skye Album 2
