I read a well written blog entry over at back-to-iraq.com just now..

its great to know despite what people go through, in this case, the kurds, they can still enjoy music to lift their spirits.

I love the first paragraph:

“DIYARBAKIR — Sunday night in Diyarbakir is actually a lot more entertaining than it sounds. Emre has become our constant companion, translating for us, joking with us, showing us around. And while J. and I wait for our press passes, Emre decided to cheer us up by taking us to a Kurdish bar. Leading us down rickety wooden stairs, as soon as he opened the door, the zinging sounds of the saz and the wailing, eerily beautiful singing style of the musician swirled around us.”

Really pulls you in and paints the scene in your mind doesn’t it?