When I was living and working in Istanbul I would often listen to Kazim Koyuncu. I only realised towards the end of my 3 month sojourn that he had passed away. I was absolutely gutted...Such a young man...When ever I listen to this track I am transported to the Bosphorus and the streets of Istanbul...
Anatolian, as is most Muslim culture, is deeply nostalgic and emotional which is its strength and flaw. Hospitality especially spiritual is the hallmark of my culture…
Gidiyorum…I am leaving