Singing In The Dark
This is a pathetic beginning, but I must borrow a line and theme from a previous posting: A few months ago I wrote that the “Joys of Blogging do not extend to the province of absentia”. “Absentia” in our case, has been the eastern border regions of Turkey. We have been spending a considerable amount of time in Dogubeyazit, a town in the foothills of Ararat. After the first of the year we will split our time equally between these two extremes of Turkey.
With my frequent absences I have felt that my literary liability was exceeding acceptable limits and I am wretchedly apologetic. If you must protest, I will be happy to submit to your admonishment and forfeiture until you feel I have been aptly punished. Ouch. For the rest of you…lets get down to business.
A few days ago we visited the Basilica Cistern and were treated to a local university choir performing next to the Çay Garden. They deserved a much larger forum and audience than our few friends who had gathered…but it was an outstanding setting and performance. The manager said that there is a regular schedule for Turkish music performances at the Cistern each week by local universities and cultural institutions.
There is some truth to the rumor that if you approach the exit of the Cistern and request admission (without fee) to just the Çay Garden, you will be welcome to visit tariff free…depending of course on personality variables. Even if you must pay the full admission fee…these concerts and the setting are worth it.