I had another close friend in high school, his
name is Yalcin. He was playing many instruments and he was very talented. He was
the leader of Albino and he changed people in the band, but he was never
satisfied. After some time, he found his drummer and singer but there was one position
missing, bass guitarist! They called me to join them in the studio and when I arrived,
they asked me to go and buy tobacco. When I turned back, they started to stare
at me. One by one they said “you have the nose, you have the stupid humour, you
have the soul to be a bass guitarist! Would you like to join our band?” I was
shocked but felt so happy, I directly accepted the offer and started to play. I
remember first time randomize song. I enjoyed it a lot…
After some time, we got an offer to perform in
Zorlu PSM which is very famous place. The problem is we were just started and
had nothing. In 2 months, we had to be ready for the concert! They started to write
songs and do everything, but I couldn’t do anything. They were way ahead of me.
I felt so bad those times tried to do something but all they do was having fun
and making jokes on me. I felt insulted but at the same time having the best
time in my life.
Concert was a big success and they asked us to
come again to perform before the famous bands. We were so happy but there was a
huge problem. All of us were going to join university exam and it was so
important for all… Also, not only the exam but also feeling happy with the
depressed songs we made was not right. It was opposite to our ideology and after
we turned back, we couldn’t write any new song or did nothing. We suddenly stop
talking and It was the end of Albino for us. (I still miss those days and use
the name Albino in many games as a Guild name)
After almost one month I learned that there
will be a trip to UK with a private group. I was so excited and wanted to join.
Finally, something was not related to my high school. I got accepted and did
every paperwork. For Turkey it is hard to get visa from UK as some other countries
do. I was little bit anxious but nothing bad happened. I remember the first
time I get in the bus at UK airport… Steering wheel of the car was on opposite
side of the car! UK was going to be my lovely grunge country…
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