The concert in Linz is over. It was funny to blow the crowd up in Linz, in a concert hall on the banks of the Danube. Ah, the beloved Danube: here I am back. Funny to blow people up on Anatolian rhythms and hip-hop with the contrabass and the Turks living here who show solidarity to me by a fellow, after concert. "Thanks, but I am not Turkish, I am Italian", "ah, never mind, not makes much difference, you're our brother". Italians and Turks in the area have made the same life, unskilled immigrant. The Bosnians also I have seen that have made the same road. After 20 years of emigration from Bosnia, the most popular sausage in Austria is now the "Bosner", which is passing "kebap" and "pizza". Even Austria sliding to intolerance, it gives a break from xenofobia at lunch...
Photos of the concert coming soon...
In a few hours in Milan. Then Rome and Bari. In 1 week back to Istanbul.
