Work is just insane lately. I don't really talk too much (or rather brag) about what I do, but my friends back home know quite well what my work is all about. As far as what new projects I'm working on ... I'm swamped and I feel like this solo album I've been working on for the past 3-4 years will never be completed. Time and time again I've been distracted with new projects and new episodes in my life (like buying and renovating my apartment, friends and family visiting, new production/remix jobs, etc.) Now I've been asked to do a club remix for a Warner Brothers distributed label, plus I've got a couple of other big projects in the works ... AHHHH! I'm quite excited about the album though, and my goal is to get it out by the summer.
So a while back my aunt, my friend Terence and I went to this so-called Persian restaurant on Mashtots (next to "City" ... the so-called Bulgarian restaurant that really has nothing that looks Bulgarian to me on the menu.) The place was quite dead, but the food was not bad. (Actually my homemade Basmati rice is much better.) At a different table there were a couple of men speaking a language that sounded sort of like Turkish, though my aunt (who knows Turkish) couldn't understand it. We asked our waiter if they were speaking Turkish and she insisted it was Persian. (Now, I know what Persian sounds like, and what they were speaking was definitely not Persian.)
A few months passed, and a couple of days ago my aunt and I went back there. This time there was Turkish music blasting on the speakers, with Turkish music videos being played on the TV screen. We kept our mouths shut and ordered. Soon we noticed the same odd language being spoken again in the room. Anyway, we came to the conclusion that they were speaking Azeri, and the place, is most probably, being run by Iranian-Azeris (apparently there are between 20-30 million of them in Iran). I think the Iranian posters they have up are a big cover up to avoid being threatened for being in Armenia. You know, if this was happening in Azerbaijan the Armenians would have been killed right away. Anyway, after a while the music really started annoying us and my aunt had to tell them "Do I honestly have to sit here and listen to this? Change it!" So they changed it and put on some modern Armenian crap instead. You know, whiny Turkish melodies and music (actually stollen from Arabic) with Armenian lyrics ... the garbage we call rabiz.
So a while back my aunt, my friend Terence and I went to this so-called Persian restaurant on Mashtots (next to "City" ... the so-called Bulgarian restaurant that really has nothing that looks Bulgarian to me on the menu.) The place was quite dead, but the food was not bad. (Actually my homemade Basmati rice is much better.) At a different table there were a couple of men speaking a language that sounded sort of like Turkish, though my aunt (who knows Turkish) couldn't understand it. We asked our waiter if they were speaking Turkish and she insisted it was Persian. (Now, I know what Persian sounds like, and what they were speaking was definitely not Persian.)
A few months passed, and a couple of days ago my aunt and I went back there. This time there was Turkish music blasting on the speakers, with Turkish music videos being played on the TV screen. We kept our mouths shut and ordered. Soon we noticed the same odd language being spoken again in the room. Anyway, we came to the conclusion that they were speaking Azeri, and the place, is most probably, being run by Iranian-Azeris (apparently there are between 20-30 million of them in Iran). I think the Iranian posters they have up are a big cover up to avoid being threatened for being in Armenia. You know, if this was happening in Azerbaijan the Armenians would have been killed right away. Anyway, after a while the music really started annoying us and my aunt had to tell them "Do I honestly have to sit here and listen to this? Change it!" So they changed it and put on some modern Armenian crap instead. You know, whiny Turkish melodies and music (actually stollen from Arabic) with Armenian lyrics ... the garbage we call rabiz.
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