Exhibition “Električni orgazam — Svaki novi dan”
Forty years ago, Yugoslav rock took a big step forward.
Concerts, festivals, fairs and walks in Serbia, Montenegro, Bosnia and Herzegovina. I pick the things I'd go to myself.
Updated 3 November at 12:00
Forty years ago, Yugoslav rock took a big step forward.
What happens when a jazz trumpeter picks up a camera.
Californian synth sound on a Tuesday evening in a Belgrade pub – why not?
A harpsichord in Belgrade in November — sounds like a plan for the evening.
When it's already dark outside in November, jazz in a concert hall is exactly what you need.
Noir, blues and electronica in a single voice — sounds like the perfect November evening.
Noir, blues and electronica in a single voice: sounds like the perfect November.
If you want to understand Serbian pop from the inside, here's your crash course.
Songs that several generations grew up on.
Sometimes a good concert is worth a trip to Kraljevo.
An instrument whose white keys are black and whose black keys are white. Kids will love it.
Icons aren't found only on the walls of churches — sometimes they make their way into a museum.
Harpsichord, stars and a touch of 17th-century melancholy.
Growing up is the topic people somehow talk about least at home.
A Friday night in Belgrade starts closer to midnight – and that's perfectly normal.
When robots gather in one hall, even grown-ups want to be schoolchildren again.
When your gaming friends are finally not in a voice chat, but right next to you.
Absurd humour is the universal language of emigration.
Sometimes one evening is exactly what autumn needs.
Jazz in November is a great way to survive the grey skies over Vojvodina.
Sometimes you first feel a voice somewhere in your chest, and only then understand the words.
To understand Serbia, it helps to know who Karađorđe was.
When rock and rakija share one stage, it's too late to argue.
Some concerts you go to for the voice, and stay for the goosebumps.
Salsa in November is the best way not to hibernate.
A disused factory, archives and collages — sounds like the perfect plan for a Friday evening.
Short dance pieces – perfect for anyone who's scared of a three-hour ballet.
A title that instantly makes you want to sigh in Spanish, while the setting is Novi Sad.
Halloween in November — because a party doesn't have to fit the calendar.
When children sing, grown-ups suddenly go quiet and a little sentimental.
25 years on stage is a good reason to fill Sava Centar.
When reggae comes with a Balkan soul, even November feels warmer.
When it's November on the calendar, but in your head it's still "I really should start running".
Saturday, night, a barge on the river — a classic of the Belgrade genre.
Sometimes a listing is more intriguing than a detailed description.
Three years of the club — a reason to dance until morning.
A children's show where the parents will sing along too.
Sometimes that happens: the listing is there, but the concert isn't.
Novi Sad's Fabrika is rarely empty on Saturdays.
The 90s in Serbia never ended; they just moved into a hall.
A quarter of a century on stage — reason enough to fill a big hall.
Winter hasn't officially started yet, but Winter Fest is already here.
International Merlot Day — an occasion we've earned.
In childhood they take your doll away, and in adult life they give it back to you with philosophy.
Serbian poetry read live is a better ear-training exercise than any app.
Missed the first evening? Here's your second chance.
November in Serbia: it's grey outside, and suddenly every speck of dust is visible at home.
Shakespeare with dancing on a Sunday afternoon — why not
Some stories are so old that you still want to watch them again.
Some stories are so old that you keep coming back to them again and again.
November, forest, slopes and trainers you'll have to scrub afterwards.
Some concerts make you want either to learn the guitar or to put it away in the wardrobe for good.
When someone's running uphill on Fruška Gora, it's not a navigator quest — it's a competition.
If anything is being rendered in Vojvodina, it's definitely not ice, it's čvarci.
Grown-ups can have a childhood too. At least for one Sunday.
Everyone has unused yarn lying around. The only question is who has more of it.
Student theatre always has a bit more energy than the hall can handle.
When the first night sells out in record time, it's time to grab seats for the second
November in Belgrade doesn't have to be just grey and rainy.
A November Tuesday at mts dvorana promises to be anything but boring.
When a band is on its ninth solo show in the Blue Hall, it's no longer a case of "let's go and have a listen", but almost a family tradition.
If your wardrobe creaks, maybe it's time for a furniture fair.
If a door squeaks at home, maybe the problem isn't the door but the tools.
Where there's cheese, there's happiness, and where there's a fair, there's cheese.
Belgrade has no snow yet in November, but you can already start planning the ski season.
Winter hasn't even started yet, and skiers are already making plans.
When people in the Balkans say "let's just pop in for a bit", it's usually about food and takes at least half a day.
A club gig on a weeknight — a Belgrade classic.
If you rent a «furnished» flat, you'll understand why this matters.
Documentary films, experimental pieces and free entry — a rare combination.
A wedding is when «we've thought of everything» ends at the first item on the guest list.
Friday the 13th is a great reason not to be afraid, but to go to a concert instead.
When Prokofiev and «Pictures at an Exhibition» share one programme, you definitely won't be bored.
Songs everyone knows, even if they don't know where from.
The best holiday gifts are usually made by hand, not in a factory.
Šumadija isn't just about rakija, and this festival is ready to prove it.
When the listing gives only a title and a date, all that's left is curiosity.
Detroit techno is coming to Belgrade — and that's not a figure of speech.
Some concerts you go to for the songs, singing along to every word.
Four bands, one stage and not a single border in the way.
November, rain, the Danube — the perfect setting for a concert like this.
Nostalgia for the 2000s and the 90s is the eternal currency of the Balkans.
A Saturday in November, Belgrade, and an evening that starts closer to midnight.
Plava dvorana is getting ready for a big night again.
November Kablar from above — a view worth leaving Belgrade for.
When Maca himself gives life advice, it feels awkward to say no
Sometimes the hardest thing is to finish saying what you never got the chance to say.
When a band has shot its videos and a whole live album in your city, you're practically family.
You can watch a premiere not only at the cinema but also in person – with a red carpet at Sava Centar.
Sometimes one voice is enough to get the whole hall singing along.
Waltzes in Belgrade — when even the most stubborn sceptic starts tapping their foot.
The King of the Waltz is coming back to visit those who love a violin played loud.
There are songs you know by heart even if you've never learned them.
A cosmetics fair is when Novi Sad gets very pretty for two days.
Three sold-out shows in a row — and it's still not enough.
Monday evening is a great time to laugh instead of mourning the start of the week.
When a whole hall comes to laugh at relationships, it's almost group therapy.
Theatre in a small town is always a bit of a celebration.
Rock and a symphony orchestra: a union that somehow always works.
When guitar riffs meet a full orchestra, goosebumps are guaranteed.
When a band is already on its eighth solo concert, it's clearly no coincidence.
Three days of jazz in Smederevo — a great excuse to get out of Belgrade.
If someone in your family looks at cars longer than at people, this one's for them.
When a stadium gets too small, the concert moves to the region's most prestigious hall.
For three evenings in a row, the art here doesn't hang on the walls – it happens right in front of you.
When an arena concert is announced in Belgrade, the calendar on your phone sighs in advance.
If the Balkans had a sound, it would probably be something like this.
A festival that's almost half a century old and still plays unplugged.
When three concerts in a row sell out, a fourth is only a matter of time.
When the Croatian prodigy, remembered as a little boy from “Čaroban”, comes to Belgrade Arena
A tenth solo show in the very same hall – that's already a tradition.
A tenth solo show is no longer an experiment, it's a tradition.
A documentary is when reality is more interesting than any script.
Christmas in Serbia comes later on the calendar, but the Christmas trees in Belgrade are already not far off.
Some voices are worth travelling across the whole region for.
Films about how people live — from village traditions to modern life.
Young theatre is bolder than the grown-up kind — and Niš knows it.
A big hall, a big voice — sounds like a plan for December.
Sombor in winter is a good excuse for a tasting.
A whole choir that sounds like an orchestra, just without the instruments.
There are evenings when the soul needs not a club, but a big hall and live music.
Some concerts leave you wanting to simply sit in silence and not rush anywhere.
December in Belgrade starts with a trip to the Sajam for presents.
When Belgrade smells of tangerines and pop ballads in December, it means the New Year concert season has begun.
The dream of a little house in nature starts with a catalogue and ends with three tabs of campervans.
If your kid knows more about the Creeper than you do, it's not a bug, it's a feature.
Some New Year traditions in the region are simply not up for debate.
Anger still remains – and somehow you don't feel like arguing with that.
Sometimes the year ends not with fireworks, but with a big concert in the Plava dvorana.
Serbian pop in a big hall is a great way to get to know the locals.
Running solo is for those who don't have a team.