6 Mayıs 2014 Salı

look up!




I have 422 friends yet I am lonely
I speak to all of them everyday yet none of them really know me
The problem I have sits in the space in-between
Looking into their eyes or at a name on a screen
I took a step back and opened my eyes
I looked round and realised
This media we call social is anything but
when we open our computers and it’s our doors we shut
All this technology we have it’s just an illusion
Community, companionship, a sense of inclusion
When you step away from this device of delusion
You awaken to see a world of confusion
A world where we’re slaves to the technology we mastered
Where information gets sold by some rich, greedy bastard
A world of self-interest, self-image, self-promotion
Where we all share our best bits but leave out the emotion
We’re at our most happy with an experience we share
But is it the same if no one is there?
Be there for your friends and they’ll be there too
But no one will be if a group message will do
We edit and exaggerate, crave adulation
We pretend not to notice the social isolation
We put our words into order till our lives are glistening
We don’t even know if anyone is listening
Being alone isn’t the problem let me just emphasise
If you read a book, paint a picture, or do some exercise
You’re being productive and present not reserved and reclused
You’re being awake and attentive and putting your time to good use
So when you’re in public and you start to feel alone
Put your hands behind your head, step away from the phone
You don’t need to stare at your menu or at your contact list
Just talk to one another, learn to co-exist
I can’t stand to hear the silence of a busy commuter train
When no one wants to talk for the fear of looking insane
We’re becoming unsocial, it no longer satisfies
To engage with one another and look into someone’s eyes.
We’re surrounded by children who since they were born
Have watched us living like robots and think it’s the norm
It’s not very likely you’ll make world’s greatest Dad
If you can’t entertain a child without using an iPad
When I was a child I’d never be home
I’d be out with my friends, on our bikes we’d roam
I’d wear holes in my trainers and graze up my knees
Or build our own clubhouse high up in the trees
Now the park is so quiet it gives me a chill
See no children outside and the swings hanging still
There’s no skipping, no hopscotch, no church and no steeple
We’re a generation of idiots, smart phones and dumb people
So look up from your phone, shut down the display
Take in your surroundings, make the most of today
Just one real connection is all it can take
To show you the difference that being there can make
Be there in the moment as she gives you the look
That you remember forever as when love overtook

The time she first held your hand or first kissed your lips
The time you first disagreed but still loved her to bits
The time you don’t have to tell hundreds of what you’ve just done
Because you want to share this moment with just this one.
The time you sell your computer so you can buy a ring
For the girl of your dreams who is now the real thing
The time you want to start a family and the moment when
You first hold your little girl and get to fall in love again
The time she keeps you up at nights and all you want is rest
And the time you wipe away the tears as your baby flees the nest
The time your baby girl returns with a boy for you to hold
And the time he calls you Grandad and makes you feel real old
The time you take in all you’ve made when you’re giving life attention
And how you’re real glad you didn’t waste it by looking down at some invention
The time you hold your wife’s hand, sit down beside her bed.
You tell her that you love her, lay a kiss upon her head.
She then whispers to you quietly as her heart gives a final beat
That she’s lucky she got stopped by that lost boy in the street
But none of these times ever happened. You never had any of this
When you’re too busy looking down, you don’t see the chances you miss
So look up from your phones, shut down those displays
We have a finite existence, a set number of days
Don’t waste your life getting caught in the net
because when the end comes, nothing’s worse than regret
I am guilty too of being part of this machine
this digital world we are heard but not seen
where we type as we talk and read as we chat
where we spend hours together without making eye-contact
So don’t give in to a life where you follow the hype
Give people your love, don’t give them your “like”
Disconnect from the need to be heard and defined

Go out into the world, leave distractions behind
Look up from your phone, shut down the display
Stop watching this video, live life the real way.


23 Nisan 2014 Çarşamba

"you are more powerful than you think"

Packshot'ında bize seslense de Apple'ın yaptığı hayal etmek ya da "deneyim" yaşatmak falan değil artık,
kendinden başka üreticilerin (oyun, uygulama, reklam) hayal dünyalarını (marketplace) da büyütmek.
Ve teknoloji tarihini alıp böyle sıfırdan yazmak hem de en afili el yazısı fontuyla..
gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
a big big love




21 Nisan 2014 Pazartesi

consumed? is our consumer culture leading to disaster?

O diil de yüksek lisans tezimin filmini çekmişler....


“Tüketim toplumu bir tasarruf cüzdanı değil kredi kartları toplumudur. Bir ‘şimdi’ toplumudur.”
 Zygmunt Bauman



6 Nisan 2014 Pazar

modernized sömürgecilik

One world, one game, one brand!
Canım markalar bizi sadece daha da güçlenip daha iyi yönetebilmek için severken kendimizi kaybedip bir olalım evet
 - belki de bir daha bulamamak üzere çoktan kaybetmişizdir gerçi.





23 Mart 2014 Pazar

Just pick up your shoes and go!

Biz burada çok ciddi memleket meseleleriyle birbirimizi yiyip her gün bir başka kişisel hırsla başa çıkmaya çalışırken bazı insanlar masal dünyalarda büyümüş, masal meslekler edinmiş ve masallarından siz de bir parça tadıverin diye dünyayı geziyorlar. 
Kıskandığımdan değil ama böyle müzik dolu, sakin, mutlu, samimiyet taşan dünyalarla konserden konsere karşılaşmak da biraz boynunuzu büküyor (ayrıca İzlanda'da her ailenin en az bir başarılı müzisyen vermesi yeteneğine hiç girmek istemiyorum).


Amiina.
MONEY dinleyeceğim ben! deyip de Airwaves'te kaçırdığım konserlerini telafi edebileyim diye İstanbul'dalar.
Amiina kızları multi-enstrümantalist tanımı için en doğru kişiler, zira konser boyu dokunmadıkları (isimlerini hiç bilemediğim) müzik aleti kalmıyor. Sahnede sürekli bir hareketlilik, aynı şarkının içinde birini bırakıp diğer enstrümanı alıyorlar ellerine.
Bir kere o keman yayını kim icat etti bilmiyorum ama keman yayını bilimum alete dokundurup hayali tınıları dünyamıza taşımayı ilk hayal edenler kesinlikle İzlandalılar olmalı! Haliyle bizim ruh halimiz de konser boyunca renkli hayallere karışıyor.
What are we waiting for?
Just pick up your shoes and go!
Ve 'doyamadıklarımızdan bir kuple daha' şeklinde, ancak zihinlerimizde (ve çoğu zaman dilimizde) kalacak şekilde hiç fark etmeden bitiveriyor gece.


Kendime not: Borusan Müzik Evi sahnenin hemen önündeki masalara oturup da akustik konser dinlerken mutluluktan uçabileceğin mekanlardan biri. Takip etmeyi unutma!




16 Mart 2014 Pazar

El Empleo

Serbest çağrışımla unemployed in summertime demek isterdim çok. Diyemedim.
Kanıksadığımız, toplumsal mı üretimsel mi artık sorgulama gereği duymadığımız roller yüzüme çarptı yeniden. 
Yoluna paspas olduğumuz modern dünyalarda daha fazla yorulmamak dileğiyle...