The date showed 11.01.2014. It was the date of Yasmin Levy’s Istanbul concert which for months I have been waiting for eagerly.
There are companions of people in life. Even though you may not be together at all times you can feel the presence of each other during the way. I am talking of such a companion that I feel as we have a common ground, the same way of thinking and understanding in such a way that she has been a muse to me, to many of my songs and poems…
Yasmin Levy has a voice like a fiery whip which opens deep wounds within the heart. The impact is deep because she has no fear of opening her heart and generously exposes her own wounds deep within. Hence all her songs are genuine; she surrounds you with her fire and recaptures the feelings forgotten deep within… Yes you may hurt but in the end you owe her gratitude.
My biggest dream was to be able to show my gratitude and endless appreciation to her one day. Can a person be so happy with such a dream? However not knowing where or how I could show my appreciation, just the thought of saying thank you would put a smile on my face.
At the concert on 11 January, she mesmerized everyone on stage with her magnificent songs, especially Olvidate de Mi, Sevda, Firuze, Me voy, Una Noche Mas, Naci en Alamo without giving a break even though being 8 months pregnant. Sometimes I shut my eyes, sometimes listened without a blink of an eye and thought how lucky the baby is to be listening to her mother just weeks to being born.
After the concert to my surprise and my friends clever moves I found myself backstage. I was stunned. My friends gave my own poem book to me and told me to sign it, I was still stunned. They asked me “Wouldn’t you like to give your own book to Yasmin Levy?”, I still in shock in panic complained that “If I had known earlier I could have thoroughly thought what to write and write down something meaningful and pleasant. Now what am I going to write?”.
I know it’s funny, look what I’m saying! If I had known the surprise, what meaning would a surprise have then, right? So if I was not to spontaneously write the first things that came to my mind then what meaning would the signature have?
I wrote half in Spanish, half in English as my heart was pounding. In between the songs she had said that they call her “sad singer” and that she did infact like sadness. So I started writing, “Don’t worry they also call me ‘sad poet.’ I also love sadness. I find my heart in your songs, you always speak of me. Thank you, thank you, thank you”. I could not thank her enough, how could I, this was a lifetime dream how could I just squeeze it in a few seconds.
Just as the trauma of the book had gone, this time they handed me my Demo Cd. Again was stunned and speechless. “Go on share your songs with Yasmin” they said. I thought my heart was going to stop at that point. To be sure it was no dream I pulled my hair and the pain made me realize that this was real!
I would like to thank Yasmin Levy’s manager Paul Burger for his kind greeting and his humanistic value. Unfortunately in our country the managers that give concern to their performers or their fans are really a handful.
And my biggest gratitude is to Yasmin Levy who came over to give me a tight “happy birthday” hug while waiting for her with my poems and songs in my hand. Do you know what it’s like for an International star to celebrate your birthday with a warm and sincere attitude far away from all her egos and prejudices? This grace is something we cannot see in singers in our country.
Our National singers have a higher ego, arrogance and pride than a Universal singer, can you imagine that? Of course there are exceptions but they are so few. Here a concert ends the singer escorted by countless bodyguards get in their car in a swift and moves away as though they are a mythological hero in the flesh.
Let alone not leaving right after the concert, Yasmin Levy showed exclusive concern and interest to me, she even participated in an autograph signing organization held at the upper lobby and signed her fans cds.
Being an approachable artist does not minimize but elevates you! And this is why Yasmin Levy is an International star and our singers are only local or national stars.
“This is my poem book” I said. It was Turkish and yes she could not read it. However she already knew what was written inside of it. That’s why it meant the world to me that my book, a souvenir from me would stay with her. “These are my songs” I also stated. She hugged me saying how much she appreciated the gesture.
I also have to thank my friends for the most meaningful birthday surprise I could have ever asked for or ever see in my living life. It seems that I am loved. They have explained dear Yasmin my admiration to her and asked for a gesture for my birthday. I find my story to be legendary and wanted to share it with the Music Express readers.
So glad to have close friends, surprises, Yasmin and Paul!! Hooray for birthdays :)