The Turkish music is starting to do my head in. Especially because the guys who work here seem to have a really high tolerance for listening to the same two albums over and over and over ad nauseum. I knew it was going to be bad when I started recognising the lyrics that I still can't understand.
I went souvenir shopping the other day and the lovely shopkeeper had a Jack Johnson album on repeat. I know I said I'd be happy enough never to hear him again when all I heard in Laos and Thailand was Jack Johnson and Bob Marley, but I repent. I still love Jack. Especially in Turkey.
You would not believe how happy I was to hear Justin Timberlake come into the restaurant mix. There is a lot of western music on this computer but it's played very rarely. I relish the opportunity to be able to sing along and enjoy the poppiest of pop songs. Except for that terrible J-Lo and LL Cool J song that came on after. I could have done without that.
Funnily enough, during JT, the manager's twenty year old sister said "Eminem!"
She doesn't speak much English at all.
So I said, "No, Justin Timberlake."
She insisted, "Eminem, Turkish name Eminem!"
I'm pretty sure there's a difference ... and I'm pretty sure Eminem wouldn't want these sorts of rumours spread around, even in a little town in Turkey!
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