Miljenko Jergovic

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What Punk Rock Meant to Communist Yugoslavia

In Sarajevo, Yugoslavia, during the 1984 Winter Olympics, Elvis J. Kurtovic and his Meteors were performing a cover of Bob Dylan’s “Maggie’s Farm” in a stifling little basement hall before 300 wild punk rock fans. But it wasn’t Dylan’s rendition they were playing, it was their own, a deliberate extension that ostensibly was about Margaret Thatcher, the prime minister of Britain. But actually, Elvis J. Kurtovic and his Meteors were singing about — in an extremely brutal way that should have been unacceptable to the Communist authorities — Yugoslavia’s own prime minister, Milka Planinc.

It was a brilliant trading of identities that mocked the Yugoslav regime and its ideology while playing with the form and content of a three-minute punk song.…  Seguir leyendo »

Lorsque le président turc Recep Tayyip Erdogan a marié sa fille, au mois de mai 2016, on a pu remarquer dans l’assistance trois invités étrangers dont la présence était révélatrice : les premiers ministres albanais et pakistanais, Edi Rama et Nawaz Sharif, et le représentant de la communauté bosniaque au sein du gouvernement collégial de Bosnie-Herzégovine, Bakir Izetbegovic.

Sharif soutient sans réserve Erdogan dans sa volonté de se positionner comme le dirigeant mondial des musulmans, un calife moderne qui allierait l’autorité d’un président américain avec celle d’un pape romain. Rama, lui, a une vision du monde très éloignée et une compréhension de la démocratie parlementaire très différente de celle du président turc.…  Seguir leyendo »

Sarajevo, 1993. Sarajevo was the last great city at the western boundary of the Ottoman Empire, while Aleppo was the greatest city on its eastern side. Gilles Peress/Magnum Photos

I woke one morning 24 years ago to find a war all around me. The night before I had been at a concert for the Partybreakers, a punk band from Belgrade. I’d had too much beer and I had a headache. Bursts of gunfire were audible, along with the explosions of the mortar shells that would rain down on Sarajevo for the next three and a half years.

I don’t know what it was like when the war first came to Aleppo, Syria. Only the people still living there do — thousands of men, women and children who have now been under siege for years.…  Seguir leyendo »