Kal are the hottest Gypsy band from the suburbs of Belgrad, rock'n'roll in attitude, fuelled on urban beats and rooted in the Balkan blues. In their wit, imagination and ability to throw disparate sounds together they mark themselves as both part of Balkan Gypsy tradition and 21st Century lifestyle. Kal - the word is Romani for 'black' - were formed by the Ristic brothers, Dushan and Dragan, to confront the prejudices and clichés the Roma face. Ristic's vision of how Kal embrace 21st Century Roma music is a generous one: bhangra rhythms underpin one song, a violin dances around a two-step rhythm played on double bass, weeping Hawaiian steel guitar drifts over a lovely waltz tempo, an accordion feeds tango flavours, Montenegran rock satirist Rambo Amadeus delivers an acerbic, hiccupping rap whilst the striking voices of Zumrita Jakupovic, Adil Maksutovic and Dragana Berakovic lend earthy, sensual qualities to the songs. Recorded on a bare bones budget at Dragan's ramshackle home studio this brilliant, intuitive album shifts Gypsy soul into cyberspace. To help achieve this mix Kal employed Mike Nielsen to mix, arrange, find beats and produce the album. Nielsen's experience involves everything from mixing Dizzy Gillespie's live sound through working with Maori and Turkish musicians to producing/ engineering Underworld, Jamiroquai and Natasha Atlas.
About KAL
To be a 21st Century Gypsy in Serbia involves navigating a potentially explosive cultural and social minefield. Currently no one acts as a more forthright guide through this mess of history, myths, traditions, prejudice and community pride than Belgrade's Kal.
Kal are a young band, rock'n'roll in attitude, fuelled on dance beats and rooted in the Balkan blues. In their wit, imagination, ability to throw disparate sounds together and refusal to play by "folkloric" rules Kal mark themselves as both part of Balkan Gypsy tradition and 21st Century Roma cultural activists.
The identity Kal carry forward is racially proud yet ethnically inclusive, forward looking while embracing the treasure of the last thousand years of lungo drom (long road), a culture determined to operate as equals in the ever evolving Nu-Europe we all share. While our post-modern, polyglot times may find employing terms like "commitment" and "mission" unfashionable Kal are a band who aim to make a difference.
Kal the word is Romani for "black" were formed by the Ristic brothers, Dushan and Dragan, to confront the prejudices and clichés the Roma face. Dragan, a theatre producer who has set up Romani theatre groups in Budapest and Belgrade, and Dushan, a painter, aimed to use Kal to blend influences from traditional Balkan Gypsy music with the contemporary music they heard whilst living in Belgrade and Budapest.
The Ristics grew up in Central Serbia, sons of Sreten Ristic, a school teacher ("our father was the first openly Roma teacher to graduate from teachers college") who also played music: this album is dedicated to Sreten. Their parents benefited from President Tito's efforts to include the Roma more in Yugoslav society and they encouraged Dragan and Dusan to take pride in their heritage while getting an education. This they continue: every summer they lead the Amala Summer School (www.amala.com), a two week gathering at their home village in Valjevo where students from across the world come to learn Roma language, music and history.
I'd previously met Dragan at his apartment amongst New Belgrade's blighted housing estates. My visit coincided with Dragan recording a session for this album at his home studio. As we broke for cigarettes and coffee he explained his musical philosophy: "Other than legends like Saban Bajramovic very few people in Serbia are playing Gypsy music in the traditional manner. Most are using the electronic keyboard, which is a curse upon Balkan music. Our ancestors on our father's side have always made music, for centuries they travelled around playing at weddings, funerals, baptisms, so we feel we are continuing this tradition. But we are not living in the past. I admire Manu Chao, how he mixes things together, has fun with sound. I'm an urban person, belong to the modern world, go to rave parties, so by mixing traditional and urban is the best way of presenting our culture."
For their first international album, Dragan reshaped the band's line-up and pushed the envelope of what a 21st Century Roma roots band can achieve. Recorded on a bare bones budget at Dragan's ramshackle home studio this brilliant, intuitive album shifts Gypsy soul into cyberspace. To help achieve this mix Kal employed Mike Neilsen to mix, arrange, find beats and produce the album. Neilson's experience involves everything from mixing Dizzy Gillespie¹s live sound through working with Maori and Turkish musicians to producing/engineering Underworld, Jamiroquai and Natasha Atlas.
"The first time Dragan played me his demos of the album I was knocked out by the combination of singers and instrumentation, how fresh and invigorating everything sounded," says Nielsen. "Kal's music has a very positive feeling; each song made me smile. Dragan would explain to me what the singers were singing. On one song the woman is singing how she wishes she had wings to fly away and find her husband. And the chorus is going "Oh my dear, oh my dear". I thought that was great.
Ristic's vision of how Kal embrace 21st Century Roma music is a generous one: bhangra rhythms underpin one song, a violin dances around a two-step rhythm played on double bass, weeping Hawaiian steel guitar drifts over a lovely waltz tempo, an accordion feeds tango flavours, Montenegran rock satirist Rambo Amadeus delivers an acerbic, hiccupping rap whilst the striking voices of Zumrita Jakupovic, Adil Maksutovic and Dragana Berakovic lend earthy, sensual qualities to the songs.
"With this album Kal aim to set an example to the young Roma musicians across the Balkans that you can be both modern and roots at the same time. So many young Roma are just making pop crap because Balkan society, especially Serbian society, has, after the collapse of communism, allowed the lowest common denominator to rule. Many good young musicians compromise their music because they can¹t imagine anyone wants to hear anything but turbo trash. I hope we set an example of young Roma musicians using beats but staying true to Romani culture and music" says Dragan.
Garth Cartwright author Princes Amongst Men: Journeys With Gypsy Musicians.
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Concert Review: Kal at Joe’s Pub, NYC 10/19/08;
Kal means black in Romanes, the language of the Roma (the nomadic people of Europe formerly known as gypsies). For the band, the word has several shades of meaning, not the least the sense that the Roma experience the same struggle that American blacks face. For example, the father of frontman/guitarist Dragan Ristic was the first openly ethnic Roma to graduate from teachers college in his native Serbia. Last night at Joe’s Pub, the band put on a fiery, pummeling show worthy of Gogol Bordello, somewhat incongruous considering the sedate confines of the club: while they had no trouble energizing the crowd, there was nowhere to dance, and what they played was most definitely dance music. They would have had an easier time connecting at Drom or Mehanata. Behind Ristic and sensational violinist Djordje Belkic were a hot rhythm section, percussion as well as drums, along with button accordion and key accordion. Like their Ukrainian-American counterparts (one of whom they invited onstage to deliver a boisterous rap in the middle of a frenetic dance number), most of what they play is lickety-split 2/4 minor-key dance-rock with Balkan melodies. On vocals, Ristic alternated between Romanes and Serbian (except for one tongue-in-cheek number about a young immigrant willing to marry a 45-year-old woman for a green card).
About 60% of the set was brief, barely three-minute instrumentals sprinting along on what was almost a ska beat (Kal would be HUGE on the Warped tour), sparks flying from the fingers of the accordionists and Belkic, whose searing violin runs seemed almost effortless. Watching them fan the flames, it made perfect sense that this band would have the 1 world music cd of the year in Europe a couple of years ago. After starting on the boisterous note that would dominate the night, Ristic brought things down with a beautifully contemplative, slow instrumental replete with innumerable false endings that bedeviled the crowd (and his bandmates), very evocative of the pensive, thoughtful side of Jimi Hendrix (think Little Wing or Castles Made of Sand). Then he brought the temperature back up again. “There are eight intervals. And four halftones.” He paused for a second. “That’s all. So what is the difference? Soul. Feeling. Blues.” He paused again. “We play for you halftones.” And they didn’t exactly (the song was another frenetic dance tune with some chromatics on the chorus), but in the vernacular of his fractured English, it was halftone.
Along with an uncompromising political awareness, there’s a lot of humor in Kal’s music, and the band did well to translate this for those who didn’t speak their language. The funniest song of the night, at least as far as a non-Serbian could understand, was a somewhat stagy number about a Serbian kid scheming to go to Vienna, where his rich uncle resides. The problem is that he doesn’t have a visa. So he makes one himself, manages to get to Vienna and then bangs on his uncle’s door. The uncle watches through the peephole…and doesn’t answer.
The crowd, a motley mix of thrill-seekers, didn’t overturn any tables, but they did scream ferociously for an encore, which the band began without any violin until Belkic came stumbling out from backstage and in an instant had plugged in and was wailing away as if nothing had happened. Hard to imagine anything more exciting than this happening at this particular club all year long – and a pleasant distraction from watching the weary, battlescarred Red Sox collapse in the playoffs.
Dragane, kad vidis Zhenju ( Eugene) kaze mu da sam ja rekla '' Majka Ciganskoj Dimokratije'' ( on mene tako zovi) da je kurva !!! I da ga ljubim jako i ne samo nega ali citav Bordello !!!! a ovo je za tebe da bih jos sanjao......
Hey K A L, The music that flows from your instruments overwhelms me with creativity. The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes. Entranced by the sweet harmony of your lips, I gaze beyond reason to find the oasis of your brilliant soul. I relentlessly desire cotton candy lollipops. I keep searching for you between the cushions. You breath as delicately as vapors flowing towards an attractive flame. You ever remind me of the enigma of happy thoughts I once forgot. Your reflections bring happiness that rends naked glass. Your eyes are like spheres of crystal water filled with shimmering dreams. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. In your absence I am forced into finding other forms of amusement while thinking about you. What wonderful vibrations you are capable of. Your cleverness helps me breathe without the need of oxygen. Your tears evoke a taste as memorable as honey. Your wonderfully bright soul keep the demons from torturing me.
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