Yozgat Blues Page #3

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- And Nee is a musician.

- Really?

- Yes.

- An artist, amazing! That's great.

- Have a seat.

- No, don't let me disturb you.

No, it's no problem.

Come and join us.

OK, I'll fetch my tea and book then.

Kamil studied accounting actually.

At open university.

But he doesn't work in accountancy.

He got into radio here.

And he's writing a novel.

He has been for three years.

- That's good.

- Yes.

Let me put those there.

Yes.

- Aren't you drinking anything?

- We ordered. It's on its way.

Good.

The Turkish coffee here is amazing.

- You think it went better today?

- Yes.

- There were more people.

- Yes.

- Another night over!

- Hello, Sabri.

Yavuz, my friend, Kamil.

He wanted to meet you.

- Hello.

- Welcome.

Nice to meet you, Yavuz Bey.

Hello, Nee.

- How's things?

- Good thanks.

You had me spellbound, you know.

I mean, I was so inspired.

Both the stage routine

and your sound were amazing.

As someone from Yozgat, I was proud.

I think everyone here should see you.

It'll be great for all of us.

Your aura was superb, Nee. Bravo.

Thanks a lot.

Well, I'm here struggling

to do something with the arts.

I look after cultural activities

for the municipality. I'm on my own.

Other than that, I do poetry readings.

Plus I'm writing a novel,

if I ever get to finish it.

- What's the title?

- Insan- Kmil, The Perfect Human.

It's a sort of autobiography.

Then there's the radio. By the way,

I'd love to have you on my show.

In the next few days or so.

- I don't know. I mean, it'd be good.

- Well, it would be great to have you.

- We could also promote the gig.

- Yes, that's a big plus.

It'd be good.

Now and again, Yozgat has produced

jackpot wins in the National Lottery...

...and other games of chance.

Well, there was another win yesterday.

We don't yet know the winner's name

or which branch took the winning coupon...

...but this latest win proves

how lucky the people of Yozgat are.

The TL 541,000 winner, who guessed

five correct Powerball numbers...

...is expected to be named today

or certainly by the weekend.

And that was the news

from Radio Yozgat.

I say your name like a child

just learning to read.

Rather shy, rather earnest,

and very excited.

Rather like children

breaking their fast.

Like a runaway exile

drinking thirstily on the quiet.

I say your name

as if defending a country.

With heart and soul, strong,

from deep inside.

Ready to give my life. As if waiting

with my heart against a rugged rock.

Hello, everyone. I'm Kamil on 96.7 FM.

Welcome to the Sound of Yozgat.

We're together again

for a night of poetry.

Before we begin the show,

a quick announcement.

I look forward to seeing you

at my poetry readings...

...at the Municipal Culture Centre

this and every Thursday.

Now, I have two important guests.

They've been kind enough

to join me tonight.

Musicians Nee Hanm and Yavuz Bey

are both here from stanbul.

Welcome to them both.

And they're performing live at Delila

in amlk. A superb musical fiesta.

I've seen them and was dazzled.

I'd urge you to see for yourselves.

Now, a question for you, Yavuz Bey.

Separation, love or sorrow?

Thank you.

My answer to every question in life

is music.

An amazing answer, great.

OK, Nee Hanm?

I say music, too.

Right, OK.

Music wins the night. Which means

tonight will be a night of music.

- Good evening.

- Welcome.

Those china dishes in the window,

do you have any more like them?

Sure, there's all kinds here.

What sort of thing do you want?

Yes, that's a possibility.

Do you have any more?

There's this.

To be alive is a deep gash on my face

My dreams trickle away, like blood

If you look me in the face,

I'll die, you know?

If you look me in the face,

I'll die

If you look me in the face,

night will fall, never-ending

If you look me in the face,

I'll die, you know?

If you look me in the face,

night will fall, never-ending

My beloved

I am lost, without words,

without direction

If you look me in the face

I'll die, despairing

Anyone can read poetry.

You don't need to be an expert.

But to do it well, you need to know

something about literature.

I've been writing poems

since childhood. I know the poets.

Tevfik Fikret, Orhan Veli,

Mehmet Akif, Necip FazI, Nazm Hikmet.

Nazm is amazing, for example.

I read his last collection of poems.

They're unbelievably moving.

And...

I think by focusing on poetry,

we tend to overlook folk songs.

I read folk song lyrics

with instruments accompanying me.

But people want the songs sung, too.

So I want to do all three at once.

Meanwhile, I've seen you on stage.

And seriously, I was close to tears.

You have an incredible aura.

I was blown away.

In a nutshell, I'd like

to do this project with you, Nee.

I mean, will you work with me?

What do you say to Kamil's offer?

Kamil's a good person.

But it's up to you.

I really don't know.

It could be good but...

- Do you have a bit of time?

- Sure.

- I want to show you something.

- OK.

Here, this way.

- What do you think?

- What is this place?

- My hairdressing salon.

- You mean you've rented it?

Yes.

- It looks pretty big inside.

- But it needs reorganizing.

I mean...

I was going to ask if you'd help.

Sure.

- I'll do whatever you need me to.

- Good.

- Are you cold?

- Freezing.

C'mon, let's go.

Right. From now on,

it's one slice of brown bread.

Four, no let's say six olives.

A small piece of cheese.

The size of a matchbox.

Yes.

And an egg, but only once a week.

How's that?

Good.

Where did these plates come from?

Are they the hotel's?

They're typical hotel plates.

- Are you OK?

- Huh?

Are you OK?

Yes.

I've just got

a bit of a stomach ache.

- I thought you'd be on stage by now.

- I'm waiting for Nee to change.

Hasan is starting here tonight.

I thought I'd show him around.

He's singing Arabesque and fantasy.

And Yavuz is a friend of 20 years.

My respects.

- Hello, Hasan.

- Hello.

- Hasan, let's put you by the mirror.

- OK.

Start getting yourself ready.

- How's the hotel? Comfortable?

- It's fine.

A friend owns it.

They're a great team.

How can I repay you?

You've come at the drop of a hat.

- Don't mention it, Yaar.

- Istanbul's gone to the dogs.

I've taken a risk coming here.

Who knows if I did the right thing?

Let's hope for the best.

Listen, don't take this the wrong way,

but can you go big on Turkish songs?

Here, have a drag.

- How was it?

- I guess I've missed it.

OK, but that's enough.

Nice view.

- I'm freezing. C'mon, let's go.

- OK.

Nee, I'm going out.

- OK, see you.

- See you this evening.

What can I say?

If anyone knows

the quality of the music, it's you.

But I tell you,

that stage is small.

The audience is unforgiving.

Everything was going so well.

The press.

The radio.

We were getting great feedback.

I don't know.

How about some tea?

Okan, bring us more tea.

Mr. Yavuz, do you have a second?

I don't want to bother you...

...but no payment has been made

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