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http://www.nytimes.com/2005/10/16/travel/16belgrade.html

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NIGHT falls in the capital of the former Yugoslavia, and music fills the air. Everywhere.

Along the banks of the Danube and Sava Rivers, serpentine chains of music-blasting splavovi - floating raft clubs - snake into the inky Balkan night. Fortified by huge meat-kebab dinners and Turkish coffees from Belgrade's myriad cafes, crowds of night owls line up to partake variously of Gypsy bands, electronic mixes, rock 'n' roll and a distinctly Serbian hybrid known as Turbofolk.

Belgrade Rocks

Belgrade

• Katherine Woods reviews "Black Lamb and Grey Falcon" (Oct. 26, 1941)

• Ralph Thompson reviews "Black Lamb and Grey Falcon" (Dec. 22, 1941)

Forum: Traveling in Europe

Ed Alcock for The New York Times

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As a parade of Puma-clad feet files down the metal gangway to a club called Exile, the night's marquee D.J., the New York City-based techno producer John Selway, prepares for his 2-to-6 a.m. set.

"The most fun places to play are here, South America and Japan!" he shouts over rapid-fire industrial beats, praising the energy of the night life in the capital of Serbia and Montenegro, the name for what is left of Yugoslavia after its unraveling in the early 90's. "They're interested in new music and in building a scene!"

Across the water, the lighted dome of St. Sava Church and illuminated stone walls of the centuries-old Kalemegdan Fortress hover over the capital's skyline. Just six years ago, during 78 days of NATO bombings intended to quell President Slobodan Milosevic's attacks on ethnic Albanians in the nation's Kosovo province, that same panorama exploded routinely in flame and debris.

This night, with Mr. Milosevic on trial in The Hague and Belgrade's doors open to the West, it's only the lights from Exile's open-air dance floor that flash in the night sky. The club's thudding sound system, not bombs, sends ripples through the river.

"I was here in the 1990's, the Dark Ages," says Dean Triantafilou, a Baltimore native, as he leads some fellow Americans to dine in Skadarska, the city's old bohemian quarter. He worked to resettle refugees after the 1991-95 civil wars that shattered Yugoslavia, and now leads tours to Belgrade. "People were selling gas in Coke bottles," he says of those years. "If you didn't spend your dinars in two hours, they were worthless," because of hyperinflation.

As he talks, girls in short skirts and high-heeled sandals wobble up the teeming cobbled street. The nostalgic minor-chord strains of Frank Sinatra's "My Way" float from the hands of an outdoor pianist, whose earnest airs collide with techno music blasting from a nearby lounge called Red Bar.

"Now look," Mr. Triantafilou says. "There's light, there's people. They're ready to party."

This November, it will be 10 years since the Dayton Accords ended the vicious ethnic war in neighboring Bosnia, and it has been five years since Serbia's "October Revolution" - when thousands of protesters flooded Belgrade's squares, burned the Parliament building and forced Mr. Milosevic to abdicate his stranglehold on a country that he had plunged into violence, economic ruin and international isolation. But Belgrade's 1.5 million residents are still waiting for the world to show up.

Consider, for example, what the Serbia and Montenegro chapter in Fodor's latest "Eastern and Central Europe" guidebook says about Belgrade: nothing. There is no such chapter. Ditto for "Rick Steve's Best of Eastern Europe 2005," which gives no travel information on the city and offers only a cursory sketch of the nation's history. The book's maps mysteriously end at the Bosnian and Croatian borders, with only empty whiteness beyond.

Such omissions, alas, are nothing new. Recalling his misguided prejudices before his visit to Belgrade in 1937, Henry Andrews, the husband of the British journalist and consummate Balkan chronicler Rebecca West, remarked to his wife: "I had always thought of Belgrade then as the Viennese see it. As the end of the earth, as a barbarian village." It was scarcely just the Viennese.

West did more than anyone before or since to dispel such illusions and to fill in the blank maps of Balkan life and history. Her magisterial tome "Black Lamb and Grey Falcon: A Journey Through Yugoslavia," published in 1941 and including her husband's reaction to Belgrade, remains the definitive travelogue about the region and your best travel companion in the city. Treading streets lined with mysterious Cyrillic signs, passing the venerable Art Nouveau exterior of the Hotel Moskva, gazing at the sad-eyed Byzantine saints of the Orthodox Cathedral of St. Michael the Archangel, you can still see Belgrade as West did.

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Then, as now, Old World restaurants impressed with succulent peasant-style masterpieces ("they cook lamb and suckling pig as well as anywhere in the world," she wrote). Then, as now, the city was full of passionate, vigorous people "who speak and laugh and eat and drink a great deal." And then, as now, Belgrade sagged under the weight of its history. Suffused throughout it, West observed, was "the stench of empires."

Belgrade Rocks

Belgrade

• Katherine Woods reviews "Black Lamb and Grey Falcon" (Oct. 26, 1941)

• Ralph Thompson reviews "Black Lamb and Grey Falcon" (Dec. 22, 1941)

Forum: Traveling in Europe

It was not a poetic exaggeration. For more than a millennium, the city squirmed in the crosshairs of its hostile neighbors: Byzantines, Bulgars, Hungarians, Austrians and especially Ottoman Turks, who conquered Belgrade in 1521 and administered it ruthlessly for most of the next three centuries. Together and separately, those powers battled each other and their Serbian subjects in a round-robin of hatred and cannon fire.

In 1941, just after West's Balkan travels, the Nazi Luftwaffe swooped into the city with more than 900 planes, leveling half of its buildings on a single day in April. Mr Milosevic's deadly campaign in Kosovo - he is charged with genocide - brought in the bombers once again, this time NATO's. Seven decades after West composed her lines, her description of Serbia as "a new country that has to make its body and soul," seems as valid as ever.

One wonders what she would say of the post-Milosevic period. Unemployment remains rife. The former Prime Minister Zoran Djindjic, a reformist who was instrumental in sending Mr. Milosevic to face trial in The Hague, was assassinated in 2003. Nationalist, anti-Western parties still enjoy support, and foreign governments have accused Serbia of dragging its feet in rounding up fugitive war criminals from the conflict in Bosnia.

On the other hand, the nation has a progressive democratic president in Boris Tadic, a firm handle on the once-ravaging inflation problem and increasing foreign investments. "Airport City Belgrade!" shouts a huge sign next to a construction site on the highway just outside the city. "First Business Park in Serbia!"

Five years after the ouster of Mr. Milosevic, says Veran Matic, a journalist instrumental in the anti-Milosevic campaign and a founder of the B92 independent media group, Belgraders teeter between cynicism and "a kind of hidden hope and a belief in Serbia's wondrous resurrection."

While the streets of post-Milosevic Belgrade may not win a beauty contest anytime soon - rusty trams, drab midcentury buildings and stately but dilapidated 19th-century edifices still dominate the gray cityscape - some glimmerings of the resurrection that Mr. Matic sees are in evidence. In Republic Square, where the ocean of demonstrators and flag-wavers made their most passionate stand against Mr. Milosevic, construction teams are busy renovating the grand National Museum. Green Wreath Square, where the main outdoor market normally operates, is getting a similar makeover.

State-run Communist-era hotels are being privatized and boutique hotels like the smart, crisp Petit Piaf have begun to appear. Style-conscious restaurants, once unheard of in a land of pork-and-potato places, proliferate.

But it's the electricity of Belgrade's street life that makes the greatest impression. "Belgrade," Mr. Matic says, "is a very exciting city for anyone who expects to feel pure human energy."

You feel it along Knez Mihailova, a boulevard of fountains and Art Nouveau details where streams of D & G-wearing women strut past showrooms of Italian furniture, and preadolescent Gypsy musicians thrill the passing throngs with virtuoso fiddling. You feel it within the narrow passages of the Kalenic outdoor market on Njegoseva Street, as neighborhood residents shout "Koliko? Koliko?" ("How much? How much?) at the phalanx of elderly women in headscarves selling all manner of sausages, produce, nuts, dates, batteries, hair dye, sweaters, rice and deodorant.

You feel it especially in crowded Kalemegdan Park, a green swath overlooking the confluence of the Sava and Danube Rivers that West called "the special glory of Belgrade and indeed one of the most beautiful parks in the world." Formerly the citadel of Belgrade, Kalemegdan was long the bull's-eye that foreign invaders variously charged, captured, built up and eventually lost. The Roman well, the Turkish mausoleum, the Austrian clock tower and other abandoned relics form an Ozymandian graveyard of vanished dynasties.

But come dark, a number of outdoor bars and nightclubs sprout in the recesses of the park, and the cemetery of empires is reborn as the booming, cocktail-soaked cradle of Belgrade decadence.

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"Anywhere else in the world, you wouldn't be allowed to have something like this in a historical monument," a bearded film student says one night at Bassment, a club that operates against the Kalemegdan battlements in warm months. "Not Belgrade."

Belgrade Rocks

Belgrade

• Katherine Woods reviews "Black Lamb and Grey Falcon" (Oct. 26, 1941)

• Ralph Thompson reviews "Black Lamb and Grey Falcon" (Dec. 22, 1941)

Forum: Traveling in Europe

A German D.J. duo called Moonbootica has the crowd jumping up and down to electronic music on ground that may once have seen battles for the city's soul.

Like Kalemegdan, the rest of the White City - the literal translation of its Serbian name, Beograd - reaches the zenith of its energy at night. Propelled by some of Europe's cheapest cocktails and taxi rides, the after-dark adventurer discovers that the surprisingly friendly and safe terra incognita of Belgrade holds a bounty of hidden hipster speakeasies, raucous rock 'n' roll dives and nightclubs boasting global talent.

Pick up the glossy entertainment magazine Yellow Cab at the slick bilevel Tribeca bar (Belgraders like to imagine their city as the Slavic counterpart to New York) and you find page after page of listings for exhibitions, theater events, concerts and club nights. If the great Yugoslav unifier Tito staggered from his hillside tomb, he'd find himself in the Continent's last great undiscovered night-life scene.

On a late fall evening, some weekending Britons follow a muffled electronic beat through an undistinguished door along Boulevard Novembra 29, descend a poorly lighted staircase and emerge in a basement bar stuffed with ugly oil paintings, retro-tacky lamps and other vintage touches. To judge from the d

[Mitch]

Hmm veoma lepo,nema sta...

Jeste da nije sve tako bajno i sjajno sa nasim taxistima,no dobro :)

I nije bas da ce se neko lako snaci u centru,kad nigde nema nikakvih znakova.

Al sve u svemu,najzad da i nas neko gleda u drugacijem svetlu.

[nt.maharaja]

Lepo je uradio domaći ko god da je pisao. Nisam jo

[Intruder]

moraju oni o ratovima i milosevicu i jadnim albancima ...

[Mitch]

@maha:Pa ajd reci da si stranac i dodjes u Bg(a da pritom nikad ranije nisi bio)

Jel pise negde ---> Knez Mihajlova ili slicno.

Mislim ima mozda 1 tabla,al nije to dovoljno...

[Lucky]

Fin tekst, a i podugacak. Imajuci u vidu kako NY Times tekstovi uticu na popularnost raznoraznih mesta sirom Evrope, ovo mozhe biti lepa pozivnica za sve.

[Intruder]

@maha:Pa ajd reci da si stranac i dodjes u Bg(a da pritom nikad ranije nisi bio)

Jel pise negde ---> Knez Mihajlova ili slicno.

Mislim ima mozda 1 tabla,al nije to dovoljno...

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ti si lud pre nekih 10 meseci su ceo grad stavili u znakove evo od mog bloka u 3cem bulevaru nbi imao ikakvih problema da dodjem do kneza , skadarlije kalisha itd ..

[Ramirez]

But come dark, a number of outdoor bars and nightclubs sprout in the recesses of the park, and the cemetery of empires is reborn as the booming, cocktail-soaked cradle of Belgrade decadence

bas smo dekadentni :)

manje-vise jako pozitivno posto je to ipak New York Times i ne tako mala rublika.

i pomenuli su Zemun ... samo su pomenuli neku idijotariju novo otvorenu a ne Gardos recimo :'<

snimite ko je na sred slike

edit: slika je sa sajta iz slideshow-a koji prati ovaj text :)

Edited October 18, 2005 by Ramirez

[nt.maharaja]

ti si lud pre nekih 10 meseci su ceo grad stavili u znakove evo od mog bloka u 3cem bulevaru nbi imao ikakvih problema da dodjem do kneza , skadarlije kalisha itd ..

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Upravo to... Grasshopperu, kad si poslednji put bio u centru? :)

[Mitch]

Haha iskusni nole teh jebach! :)

@Intruder:Ok jbg,mozda lupam,al ja nisam stekao takav utisak...

@maharaja:Pa lepo ide u Zharkovo,sta cu u centru? :P

Heh,ma ne brini se,svaki dan se cimam do skole...

Bas cu sledeci put bolje zagledati,ne bi li video sve te silne znakove. :)

Edited October 18, 2005 by Gr@sSh0pp3R

[darijan]

sta ce te vi BG-djani kad vam nagrnu toliki ameri sad? podhitno poducavanje ciga da na engleskom govore daj dinar ciko

[pilauda]

bravo...

[Green]

Ima u danashnjem Blicu tekst o ovome, prilichno opshirno. `Fala Bogu, jednom i neshto lepo da napishu...

[Mario^^]

Ima u danashnjem Blicu tekst o ovome, prilichno opshirno. `Fala Bogu, jednom i neshto lepo da napishu...

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Ima i u danasu... jedan omanji tekst... tu sam i saznao za ovo jutros...

Inache, drago mi je zbog ovog naravno...

[Kovach_]

Joj sad ce nam dolaze ameri..pa dobro imacu koga da pljujem na ulici :)

[Ramirez]

Joj sad ce nam dolaze ameri..pa dobro imacu koga da pljujem na ulici :)

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ima da ih ljubim i da ih molim da me prosvercuju u kuferu do Nju Jorka

[Guest]

bravo

[G!!!]

kakvo smaranje od teksta... prvo nas orcne najgore kazu sve najgore iz nase proslosti i onda je dovoljno da kazu neku sasvim uobicajenu stvar pa da se stekne kako je nenormalno dobro u bg-u... a bg-u je cool bilo i sad i pre 5 godina i pre 10 dina... smaraju... al jebga bolje i ovakav text nego recimo samo tex koji bi sadrza prvi deo o 'nasim' ratovima 'nasim' genocidima i sl....

[Corey]

Nisam čitao sve ali konačno i neka pozitivna reč o nama.

[Cartman_]

lepo i pozitivno...

[Longleyy]

rakija (fruit brandy)

So naive...

[darijan]

So naive...

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nije to brandy, to je zlo.

[Paja]

kakvo smaranje od teksta... prvo nas orcne najgore kazu sve najgore iz nase proslosti i onda je dovoljno da kazu neku sasvim uobicajenu stvar pa da se stekne kako je nenormalno dobro u bg-u... a bg-u je cool bilo i sad i pre 5 godina i pre 10 dina... smaraju... al jebga bolje i ovakav text nego recimo samo tex koji bi sadrza prvi deo o 'nasim' ratovima 'nasim' genocidima i sl....

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Daj dzi ne seri, shta su to "sve najgore" prichali o nama, osim shto su spomenuli miloshevica i _njegov_ progon albanaca. meni je sve ostalo veoma pozitivno zvuchalo

[ZerBah]

Mogu da vam kazem samo jedno - vidim kako kukate svaki dan kako zivite u s*ebanoj drzavi, ovo ono, ali nemate bash predstavu kako se dosta toga izmenilo na bolje za poslednjih 5 godina - dolazim u BG jednom u 6 meseci i svaki put zapazam da je neshto postalo mnogo bolje nego shto je bilo. E sad shto ne moze sve odjednom da postane kako treba...

[Ramirez]

ovo gore je tacno zerbah... ali opet ti kad dodjes ostanes kratko verovatno i dodjes na neku vrstu odmora or whateva pa i ne primecujes toliko lose stvari kao mi koji zivimo ovde. Kao kad odes na more i kao kulijana sve, ne doticu te problemi tamosnji