This is the distillation of my emotions, my perspective, on the music of this land. I do not want to try and give you a history lesson on a foreign country or to tell you which side of a political debate to be on. Rather it is my intent to allow you, the viewer, to imagine the stories and lives of these people you are about to meet. The following images aim to reflect the essence of a moment. Music is used as a window through which to view culture, crossing all borders to connect us and to show our shared humanity.
For those interested in more information or to follow up on the sounds of Turkey, further notes and a suggested listening guide can be found here.
This is, The Music Of: Turkey
Record Store Day at Kontra Plak Records
Harun Aksu is a tea (çay in turkish) farmer and shepherd by trade, kaval player and community leader by nature. His house, a center for the preservation of Hamshen culture, music, and language, is over 150 years old, passed down through the generations in a village just a few miles out of Hopa, near the Georgian border.
Crowd at COOP
Crowd at Cappadox
Overlooking the city, an international group share an evening of wine music and friendship. Iranian, Turkish, American, British, Moroccan, this is the Silk Road of music.
A Rooftop near Galata
“I took my trumpet and I wrote ‘love love love’ (Sevgi in Turkish).
And I understood the true love, especially to my trumpet and my music, or maybe I just remembered it.
But I lost that feeling in another setting, because I wanted to control it, I wanted to live it whenever I wanted, but this is the most opposite thing.”
Child Dancing at Cesme Reggae Fest
Dervish during a sama show at Mevlana Kültür Merkezi
At Hiç Hane (meaning "House of nothing") near Rumi’s tomb in Konya.
Rebab maker and instrumentalist in workshop, Konya
In the rehearsal studio with Lawje
Mehmet Yılmaz, Şavşat
Mehmet Yılmaz, Şavşat
Yaşar Güvenç of Tumata
Street Art captured in Konya
Bağlama player, Istanbul
Can Çakmakçı co-founder of the label Partapart
A late night of songs in the back of a Kurdish Cafe. Istanbul
Kafkas University Orchestra
Mani from Iran performs on İstiklâl Caddesi
“It's a hard part of the world of course, and I think the main thing is, you have to do what you do, and you have to do what you do best. Maybe it's because of all the pain, all of the circumstances, music must be a celebration for them, a way to express themselves.” -- Hakan Tamar, Radio Host at standart.fm