Member Since: 03/10/2006
Band Members: ZORAN RADOVIC - vocalVLADIMIR MARKOVIC - guitar, mandoline, synthMARKO GRUBACIC - bass guitarDAMJAN DASIC - drumms.Featuring artists:DUSAN PETROVIC - saxophonesMARKO PETRONIJEVIC - trumpetMILICA MILOJEVIC - fluteVLADIMIR NIKOLIC - violin, violaBORIS KRSTAJIC - keyboardsIVANA SMOLOVIC - guest appearance vocal
Influences: Pesma "U svome pesku" ubacena je na profil u cast našeg preminulog prijatelja Gorana Živkovica Žike (1963-2008), snimatelja našeg drugog albuma "600 nebo" i postproducenta albuma "Zanos bez snova"
Sounds Like: The end of Milosevic and the end of sanctions should have been the
beginning of a great new period in Belgrade rock. A fresh start. A great
wind sweeping away the bullshit turbashi and the cancer of TV Pink.That did not happen that way, did it? Serbian rock met the new boss and
he was same as the old boss, just like the Roger Daltrey sang 35 years
ago in “Won’t Get Fooled Again?â€Kiza and Kraka – the two central figures in Presing – have seen Serbia’s
post-Tito hopes fall into nationalist lies and vicious war, they also watched
their first record Prica o Totemu, Duhu Koji Hoda, Psu i Razocaranoj Zeni
disappear beneath that madness.After October 2000, and the bager and all that, Presing tried again.
Their second record, 600 nebo, was one of the best records to emerge
from Central Europe in modern times – its desperate and imagistic poetry
carried on a blast wave of sharply melodic rock music. Lots of critics
loved it, but its beauty was buried in the post-revolutionary hangover
of bad politics and shrinking opportunities to be heard. The new bosses
of media were the old bosses. Even erstwhile allies in radio and TV
shrunk their playlists for Serbian rock music. So 600 nebo was great
music for bad times.And now, things are even worse. They are making music without a market.
So why try again, as Presing is doing now on this record that you have
in your hands – Zanos bez snova? Why keep attacking the gates of the
castle? The music that you will hear on this disc is the landscape of dreams –
and the lack of dreams. I hear some Nick Cave, some James Chance and the
Contortions, some Soft Machine and even some echoes of Balkan brass. In
other words, I hear a delirious mix of musical styles and poetry –
sometimes even within the same song.As I said before, this is music without a market. A delirium without a
dream of commercial success. So why do it? Why do Kiza and Kraka keep
making Serbian rock music for an audience that doesn’t want it?
Listening to Zanos bez snova, I thought that Samuel Beckett’s words in
his masterpiece, The Unnameable, might provide one possible explanation:“You must go on, I can't go on, you must go on, I'll go on, you must say
words, as long as there are any, until they find me, until they say me,
strange man, strange sin, you must go on, perhaps it's done already,
perhaps they have said me already, perhaps they have carried me to the
threshold of my story, before the door that opens on my story, that
would surprise me, if it opens, it will be I, it will be the silence,
where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't
know, you must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on.â€- Richard Byrne, New York Press
Record Label: Ammonite Records / www.ammonite.co.yu
Type of Label: Indie