Trillade över den här artikeln (på engelska) om klubbscenen i Belgrad. Superbra överblick; historisk tillbakablick, politisk koppling, roliga pratminus och värsta dj-kartläggningen. Härligt nördig!
”Ewox, a popular electro-cum-disco DJ and now programme manager of new alternative venue KC Grad explains: ”When I started to go out at the end of the ’90s I was 15, and I caught the last wave of ’90s clubbing. In the middle of this big political shit, the scene was the best—young people who wanted to make some kind of rising against the Serbian cultural scene, the way people were living and the values that were presented in the mass media.”
”That the ’90s was a highlight and that the scene is currently both weak and fragmented is a common refrain among DJs and producers who were around at that point. Vlada Janjic believes that Serbia now has a ”poor pop culture…the cool people left Serbia—the ones who spoke English, who were the most educated.” It’s an attitude echoed by Ewox: ”Isolation is a handicap and harmed the country a lot. It has encouraged people to occupy their own little spaces and they haven’t had the opportunity to experience something different.”
”It’s hard to write about a scene that shifts as quickly as Belgrade’s. But there are some constant features, like the division of clubbing into summer and winter seasons, which are two entirely different worlds. During winter the city is full of small hard-to-find clubs, basements with black walls and crackly soundsystems sheltering all kinds of subcultures. In summer everything moves outdoors, primarily to floating pontoons and moored ships on the banks of the Danube and Sava rivers, and the broody basement dives give way to huge white spaces where thousands happily groove to commercial house. Then, in August, things almost grind to a halt completely as a large part of the population flees the heat to the Adriatic coasts of Croatia and Montenegro, before gradually drifting back again for the next winter season.”
”One surprise in Belgrade is the amount of retro-futuristic synthpop around, something like DAF meets Italo disco. Truly there is a part of Belgrade that is forever nonchalantly smoking a cigarette next to the Berlin Wall some time in autumn 1979, and the Teutonic electro sound seems to suit the grimy urban landscape well, especially in winter; perhaps the black leather jackets, narrow jeans and unhealthy pallor suit a city so full of slim people and where heroin addiction wiped out a whole generation of stars.”