New arabesque. From Anatolia to today.
Mübhem
I am Mübhem; I wrestle with matters.
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New arabesque. From Anatolia to today.
I am Mübhem; I wrestle with matters.
Animated Series
A man, a chest, a door. What comes out of it, what is pondered over. A new episode every Friday at 20:00.
From the Chest
Songs out of the chest. A new one every Monday.
From Tradition
Anatolian roots. From the tradition of the âşıks, the bards, the unclosing cycles, to today. A new one every Monday.
YouTube
The visual form of the songs and deyiş.
Mübhem
About
I am Mübhem. I have a room — is it my studio, my subconscious, my cell? I still can't name it. There is a door; I call it a portal, and where it opens even I don't know. And there is a chest: words left half-finished for years, melodies kept waiting.
One day I opened the chest. Now I speak of what comes out of it. A song comes out, a deyiş comes out, a matter comes out — all different lids of the same chest. A novel came out of the chest too. "One Million Zaryans in My Pocket," the first stop of a three-book road. I wrote it because some matters wouldn't fit into a song; they overflowed into a book.
My roots are in Anatolia, in the tradition of the âşıks, the bards, the unclosing cycles. I call this new arabesque: the uncertainty of modern feeling, the moment when even sincerity becomes suspect.
I don't search for answers; I wander. I'm not a teacher; I'm still learning. Every Friday at 20:00 I open one more lid.
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