Ex-yu Rock- Pop- Hip-hop The Best Of World Music Now

I sat down on the edge of her bed. The needle dropped in my memory. And for the first time in a long time, I didn’t hear borders. I heard a beat. I heard a beginning.

She shrugged, pulling out her earbuds. “It’s just good music, tata. It’s not political.” Ex-Yu Rock- Pop- Hip-Hop The Best Of World Music

I lost the record years later, in a flood. The sleeve disintegrated. The vinyl warped into a useless, black bowl. I sat down on the edge of her bed

Then the second track starts: Jedi moju hladnu by Hladno Pivo. A girl named Amira, who lost her uncle in Vukovar, looks up. She starts bobbing her head. A boy named Srđan, whose father fought in the siege of Sarajevo, taps his foot. I hold my breath. who lost her uncle in Vukovar