Konacno neko da otvori temu o najjacoj grupi na svijetu... I meni NAJDRAZOJ, naravno!
Milione sati sam proveo slusajuci Joy Division.... od mladosti pa do danas... i nikada nisam uspio da, sasvim tacno i sasvim konacno, opisem sebi, koji je to efekat u meni proizvodila ova turobna, siva muzika, i koje su mi to misli pokretale rijeci njihovih pjesama.
Odgovoru sam mozda bio najblize u ratu.... Sjecam se da sam jedne prilike negdje na liniji, na onom usranom starinskom walkman-u, uspomoc nekih polumrtvih baterija, slusao meni najdrazu pjesmu Joy Division-a...
Baterije su bile na izdisaju(po milioniti put punjene), zvuk je bio los da losiji ne moze biti, kaseta je bila izjebana i izlizana do daske... rijeci pjesme mjesale su se sa rafalima i detonacijama koje su tupo odjekivale po betonskim blokovima... ali sam tada shvatio i osjetio Joy Division bolje nego ikada prije, ili ikada poslije...
I dzaba mi danasnji Cd-i... dzaba perfekcija zvuka... Hiljadu puta sam nakon rata pokusavao da vratim taj osjecaj i da ponovo u mislima uhvatim ono sto mi se tada ukazalo... I nista...
Jednostavno, Joy Divison nije samo muzika i nije samo rijec... Potrebno je da se milion nekih stvari poklopi da bi se zaista uhvatio smisao, a tadasnje sivilo, tama i beznadje opkoljenog Sarajeva kao da su se nasli na istoj frekvenciji kao iscjepkani glas Iana Curtisa i sumorna muzika u pozadini. A ja, kao osudjenik tog vremena, iskoristio sam momenat i, prvi i zadnji put, zaista dotakao Joy Divison.
Jos jednom, HVALA onima koji su se sjetili Joy Division-a, NAJJACEG benda u svemiru.
Evo i moje najdraze pjesme... Cisto da jos jednom "naparim oci"...
Atrocity Exhibition
Asylums with doors open wide,
Where people had paid to see inside,
For entertainment they watch his body twist
Behind his eyes he says, 'I still exist.'
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
In arenas he kills for a prize,
Wins a minute to add to his life.
But the sickness is drowned by cries for more,
Pray to God, make it quick, watch him fall.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way.
This is the way.
This is the way.
This is the way.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
You'll see the horrors of a faraway place,
Meet the architects of law face to face.
See mass murder on a scale you've never seen,
And all the ones who try hard to succeed.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
This is the way, step inside.
And I picked on the whims of a thousand or more,
Still pursuing the path that's been buried for years,
All the dead wood from jungles and cities on fire,
Can't replace or relate, can't release or repair,
Take my hand and I'll show you what was and will be.