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Bijelo Dugme literally means "white button" and was the name of a famous Yugoslav band from the 1970s, fronted by Goran Bregović. Bregović later went on to write a lot of film music, especially for the films of Emir Kusturica.
For the record, the correct phrase for no smoking in Bosnian would be "Zabranjeno Pušenje." And, oddly enough, that’s also the name of a famous band.
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Gaaaah where is this sign? because I remember in the Sarajevo Intl. Airport, the first time I visited that city, in 1998, they had the CORRECT sign, perhaps someone was haveing a little fun? All I know is the multilingual ‘Zabranjeno Pusenje’ signs were totally and flagrently disobeyed by just about everyone. The passengers just about all lit up the minute they entered the terminal, like EN MASSE Fumage!’ hehe, Except me, but I don’t smoke. My seatmate was an important person that represented BiH in the U.N. and he did a nifty job of lighting up one handed!
… which happens to feature Emir Kusturica. Did get that right? unza-unza-unza-unza…
I love that music, it caught me by suprise, too, but the stuff almost forces one to bounce around whooping and dancing. I played sousaphone in high school marching band, moved to more practical instruments so I could keep talking about playing out with the band someday & such… but now… I realise… TUBA!
This blog is great, btw; not just the topic & stuff, but the tone/etc. Married people seem to me more fun to read, too, maybe it makes them smarter or funnier or something.
chaizzilla: Yes! The circle is complete by adding Emir. Many thanks for pointing that out — and for the kind words, as well.
I should also add that I had no idea what manic dancing was until someone played “Kalashnikov” at a wedding a year or two ago… It was collective temporary insanity.
My kids tend to deny the Balkans heritage of our family, but by the time it gets to them, you have to admit it’s pretty attenuated…
Still at my daughter’s wedding, the band began to play a really jammin’ version of Brown Eyede Girl, and my daughter started danceing with her new husband, next thing I knew everyone had joined in and whether they knew it or not, began to dance a kolo! Her husband’s people are non-Slavic. They could most easily be classed as Anglo-Irish. The dancing spread from the balcony, to the main floor to outside in the rain. Things happen when you mix lively music, nervous people and alchol, it’s a good thing if the result is spontaneous mass danceing hysteria!
I’ve always regreted not snapping a photo at the Sarajevo airport in the late 1990s. There were a row of "zabranjeno pušenje" signs along one long wall, underneath which were a row of chairs. Every single person along the wall was smoking.