Lost in Seasons

Uruguay is the latest Black Sea Storm single album.  I am pleased to release it on this month of April. It is still a bit difficult for me to associate the month we are in with the fall season. One because I lived in the northern hemisphere for the vast majority of my life, and two, because fall here in Buenos Aires feels more like what I would personally define as springtime. Today in the late afternoon the air temperature reached 30 degrees Celsius. For a few hours it felt as if it was summer again. Since I’ve been living here, I got into the funny habit of constantly adding six months to the current month, so I can better situate myself with regards to the seasons. April is now my new October.

The Old, The New, Third Heaven

I find the act of moving, traveling, getting lost in cities, constantly trying to adapt to new situations and languages extremely stimulating for my brain. On top of all the newness I’ve been experiencing for the past year or so, I’ve been able to find ways to do two activities that I am very familiar with, and which I deeply love doing. One is making and recording my own music, and the other one is to jam with other musicians.

The combination of being able to perform those two activities in a still relatively foreign environment, has opened me the doors of a third sort of dimension. Producing music alone or with others here in Argentina has been enhancing my perception of the new and has been helping me to feel more rooted into the new environment I live in.

Sports Analogy Attempt

The closest image I can think of to illustrate this new feeling, is of a soccer or tennis player going to a foreign country for a tournament. Everything is going to be new and foreign for that individual, until the moment she enters the soccer field or the tennis court where the rules of the game and the reality of the field would be extremely familiar to that person. At the end of the day, if the game is a success (by success I don’t necessarily mean winning), then the once foreign place won’t be that foreign anymore. In the sense that it would become a place where that person was able to add something valuable to her own personal history and include herself to the whole at that particular place on earth.

Jamming is Universal

Being able to play music wherever I go is sort of having a constant access to a portable personal embassy. Not necessarily in the sense of representing an entity in foreign land, but more like having a portable home with my own rules. An imaginary place where I feel safe and comfortable. When you jam, you jam. It doesn’t matter where you are, who you are jamming with, if you speak the same language or not. And if the jam or any piece of music you are creating on the spot happened to be satisfying to you, you then feel like you fully exist, and at least for that very moment belong to that place.

Rock n Roll should never die!

Lately I’ve been fascinated by this situation in which playing rock music is opening me doors at different levels in my new life.  Socially it’s been helping me a great deal, but more importantly on a more romantic and intellectual level, I feel like my entire perception of the world is being enhanced. I get more pleasure out of the smallest things that life has to offer.  Pursuing an adventure without expecting anything from it, besides being able to pursue the actual adventure is making me extremely happy and in a way proud. I see every jam session, every song release, every show as victories at this point. The first time I took a rock n roll instrument in my hands it was the year 1991, and today in 2018, I am extremely grateful to be still playing and producing my own music at my very humble level.

Uruguay

Uruguay Cover Art

Uruguay Cover Art

Lyrics / Sözler

Uruguay

Saklayan kendini kem gözlerden
Bitmeyen bir rüya gibi
Gördüm ben hepsini

Aklımda gidenler, bir olsa
Biten bunca aşk yeniden tekrar var olsa

Aslında geçen günler
Hep lehime olacaklar
Yeni bir güne başlayan ben
Güzel yerler göreceksin

Bunca yol kateden
Binbir yer ile özleşen
Neyin peşinde bilinmeyen
Sırf o an var olmak isteyen bir ben