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The crackle of the needle hitting the vinyl was the first sound, but the silence that followed was the real beginning. It was 1998 in a cramped, smoke-stained apartment in Ljubljana, and I was ten years old, watching my older brother, Marko, pull a record from a sleeve that had no label—just a handwritten title in blocky, black letters: Ex-Yu Rock- Pop- Hip-Hop: The Best of World Music .

The first track was a bootleg of Azra’s Štićenik , but it bled into a raw, demo version of Rambo Amadeus rapping over a stolen Funky Four Plus One beat. Then, without pause, a scratchy recording of Sarajevo’s Bijelo Dugme morphed into a bassline from Beogradski Sindikat . It was a mess. It was perfect. Ex-Yu Rock- Pop- Hip-Hop The Best Of World Music

“World music?” I scoffed, already trying to sound like the cynical teenager I wasn’t. “This is just our stuff.” The crackle of the needle hitting the vinyl

I lost the record years later, in a flood. The sleeve disintegrated. The vinyl warped into a useless, black bowl. Then, without pause, a scratchy recording of Sarajevo’s

She shrugged, pulling out her earbuds. “It’s just good music, tata. It’s not political.”