We continue our journey with Dogu Civicik, a self­described “guy with a funny last name and an unquenchable thirst for music”. Our next Urban Cosmonaut is somewhat disillusioned with adult life: he strives to recreate sentiments from the past, when everything seemed clear and simple, and when the music persisted long after its time.

While his style fluctuates in tune with his current mood, the music itself is meant to be anything but temporary. It’s meant to last long after the ebb and flow of genres and styles has died down.

“My roots lie in Anatolia ­ so does my soul, and so does my music.” His work is infused with the sounds of his heritage that helped Dogu Civicik grow into who he is: an artist who has never known the limitations of genres, growing up listening to 70’s jazz and funk and being exposed to traditional Turkish music from his grandfather.

This mixtape is a mélange of Dogu’s own edits and productions, inspired by feelings of misanthropy when he’s confronted by the current state of society. If you listen closely, you can hear the tension and the melancholy ­ and if you listen even closer, you can feel the mood that shaped this special podcast in our series.

To quote Dogu Civicik: the wound is the place where light enters you. Enjoy!

Happy New Year, Urban Cosmonauts!

Find Dogu here:
Dogu Civicik on Soundcloud