Interview with Van Wilks
#1 Vasja: Here is the interview. I hope you will let me know when it is posted. I tour Germany [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:47+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Reviews, Sound, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments
#1 Vasja: Here is the interview. I hope you will let me know when it is posted. I tour Germany [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:47+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Reviews, Sound, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments
Macedonian underground sceneA single Rock Festival and one compilation don’t make the situation – pink. Anyway, rock’n’roll happened. A real [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:48+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Reviews, Sound, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments
Macedonian pop-rock scene, 2000The facts on paper offer pink, but at the same time disturbing sound image. And, in the [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:48+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Theory, Theatre/Film, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments
A foreword to Four Decades of Macedonian Drama and Theater: from Darkness to the Slavic Chest The contents of this [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:48+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Reviews, Theatre/Film, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments
(excerpt from the text The Absurd and Anti-utopia in Kole Čašule’s Plays as part of the book "Kole Čašule: Ten [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:48+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Play, Theatre/Film, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments
- a play in four parts -CHARACTERS Neda Ivan Milka Lukov Hristov Fezliev Metodi The Young Man about Čašule's work [...]
admin 2018-08-22T13:27:55+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Exhibition, Gallery, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments
Uikeda Cane (Partibrejkers) Vlada Divljan Enko (Last Expedition) KUD Idijoti Last Expedition Mosaic [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:47+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments
I’m leaving leaving alone to wait for myself somewhere else and when I ring me on the phone I’m not [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:47+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments
The supreme god hurrying and squeezing tightly the belt on his pants enters through the door on which is written: [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:47+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments
“Evening, brother,” said the girl—in the old language. She was sitting down beside me in the Canadian bar. “I've got [...]