Turkish Love is Adarcah Ianqu's search-and-find epic: a vessel for any relationship's questions and answers, shoved and nurtured within an amorous, cogwheel cocoon.
It begins with a "question", which whistles into the night with entangled distress and fright. (She loves me, she loves me not, don't you know?) The track performs as a means to rock one's heart, as does its adoring companion piece, "question section beta", which secures an even deeper air of smitten doubt, weeping and whining in its berating bliss, but perhaps "powder (sixth question)" redefines the maddening dynamic best. All the same, this inquisitive trio ends up soothed by the "doctor"; though even with his fee deposited, the desultory search for love still swings back to oneself.
Higher-power pondering also permeates, as epitomized by "zeus ST" and "zeus Qxix", which thunder through a god's jet engine, whirring through the ethereal clouds like the misdirected V'ger, consuming to the max, but yearning for a head-over-heels thump beyond its materialistic breadth.
This set is contrasted by a softer (sadder) one, per "she ktir" and "bir allah", which move as catatonic caresses for at least a couple, well inserted turns, but they also cause one to wander without aim, accentuating the album's unrequited quest.
With no unequivocal directive at hand, risk interrupts, which is why "adultery" and "bomb" hit so hard: comeuppances for every iniquitous affair (un)done. Neither punctuates, however, quite like "the first axe", an unqualified conclusion to a relationship that never quite was, but so be it. Remember, it's the exploration, not the outcome, that counts.
Turkish Love is like a long, strange, missed kiss: all that one might anticipate from the eccentric Ianqu and for any inconsolable listener, a whole lot more:
https://adarcaheancu.bandcamp.com/album/turkish-love?fbclid=IwAR2EoC6Z6L4dtOFNj_xegLNcJ-lRhBNsRRN5dKSUlV0xBmM7oxnY79iyNtw
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