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You could condense the originality of the Yugoslavian 80s new wave scene into two bands: the world-influenced Haustor, and the urbanistic maniacism of Sarlo Akrobata.

Disjointed in every facet of their existance, this seminal album is a mix between early Ekatarina Velika and Disciplina Kicme, or post-punk with No Wave and dub, with Vd being the force that connects the two and makes them sound coherent enough. Angular and singular.

Both Milan and Koja are far away from being masters of their craft, which is a good thing, as them being fairly young and inexperienced meant their talents would mesh together with less effort, as is the case here.

Really good and unique stuff. Most of the time, when listening to Yugoslavian music, you can instantly point to parallels with their western compadres. With Sarlo Akrobata, it's a bit harder (in big part due to Koja), which is why I like them, and this album. Undeniable musical talent meets creative vision.