Milan at Glavni Kolodvor
Posted on October 2, 2007
A sheet of clouds greyed the sky over Ulica Kneza Branimira at Glavni Kolodvor in Zagreb. I was on my way to Konzum for some groceries and couldn’t help but stop to listen to Milan’s tattered voice and deft arpeggiations straining above the sound of trams whisking citizens from Trg Kralja Tomislava. The small flock of gypsies selling rags gathered their wares and scattered like pigeons before the policeman on beat could get near enough to question them.
When Milan finished, I introduced myself. He smiled a big, warm smile and shook my hand with the the strong, knobby grip of a man who’s spent as much time in the fields as behind a keyboard. He’s been playing since he was seven years old, he told me. I could hear every last year of his life in his songs.
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