We all struggle to be seen and held by those who are important and close to us.
It can be hard to realize that the people we choose to be intimate with don’t always have our best interest at heart and that open hearts close up and the warmth makes way for cold rejection or even lies and deceit.
The song Free Me From Me by AKUVI speaks on the confusion and pain that comes with those realizations.
Have look, enjoy the music, listen to the words and leave some feedback if you want.
Music is a form of creative (self-)expression through sound which triggers emotional and physical responses from sides of both the performer and the audience/recipient.
Activism is a form of work geared toward change of particular issues of injustices apparent in society (globally or locally).
Unaware musicians (artists) might indirectly or directly support things they don’t actually want to support by not engaging with actual matters around social justice and prevalent issues at the time of their career.
Activism in its most pure form e.g. protest, seminars, public engagement etc. often appears threatening or annoying to people not yet familiar with the culture. In my personal experience musicians tend to be part of this group.
How does one „pop the bubble“ in a way that doesn’t scare people of but engages them? This applies especially to the more privileged groups in society but also to those that are oppressed but unaware or caught in the “treadmill” of everyday life.
Authenticity in activist aspiration: Why am I doing this? Do I really want to change circumstances or just feel or look better doing it? => what “hits home” most should be tackled first in order to develop a sincere interest in change and a stronger empathy with struggles less directly connected to the self.
Can one transform a regular music performance into an act of activism?
What are the tools to be used to do so?
What are historic examples? What was the tangible outcome of those?
Are performance and critical commentary enough to be done from sides of the performing artist?
I will use this platform to give everyone interested an insight into my life as a creative practitioner by dropping weekly post highlighting either new content, thoughts in written text, absolute devastation or overt excitement and joy concerning life.
The whole idea behind this is to create some sort of positive pressure for output for myself and a online diary of sorts for you.
There is a lot going on and to talk about in life. I will add my share.
I will begin by highlighting the start of my „Live loops with Kechou“ featuring session in which I will feature different artists on a weekly basis to create more and less improvised tunes using my loop-pedal setup.
Kim and I kicked it of last Sunday and this is what we came up with:
I sincerely hope you enjoyed this post and that we will stay connected.
My name is Kerim Melik Becker.
Owning this title might be one of the greatest challenges I will face in my life.
Neglect is a strong opponent to growth and I have been neglecting part of myself for most of my life. Only recently have I been able to look at myself for what I am: a child of a globalised world, a result of a man choosing diaspora over home to escape the sticky grounds of exploitation carefully and brutally laid out by European predomination on the planet.
I am the collision and mergence of two worlds that aren’t easily combined without friction and tension. An Arabic man of Berber decent and a German early day feminist. My parents.
My family. And amidst all this mist of history of culture I grew up, scared of my own name/heritage.
German society didn’t exactly make it easier for me to look at my true reflection.
Though it provided a great and otherwise fairly safe platform to grow and learn from, the Islamophobic and biassed imagery and narratives constantly surrounding me triggered fear and confusion. It was an aura hard to pin down and even harder to brush of.
Only after stepping out of this surrounding and starting afresh in South Africa did I dare looking and feeling into my self.
I started realizing that my heritage bears strength and puts me into a very important position in the human race. Children like me are the linking threads in this broken web of humanity. We have a unique perspective on the pain inflicted by colonial history and globalization.
We do not only understand it rationally, we feel it deep inside.
And as I grow into the ability to see I also understand that I have a task, a role to play and a voice to use. I do not only have an opinion – I have a duty.
I have the duty to explore myself and to heal. I have the duty to facilitate a similar process for all those who do not have the privileges of time, education, freedom and resources the way I do. And I have the duty to try and make all those around me understand my reality.
I want to be a unifying energy in a divided and scattered world.