Petrojvic Blasting Company

Reminiscent of Beruit, The Petrojvic Blasting Company weave the sounds of Balkan street music with New Orleans marching funk into an oom-pah-pah of foot stomping delight.

In 1989, in the encroaching mountains of Serbia or Tennessee, an idea occurred between two brothers; or rather, a quixotic dream: to build a bridge from Turkey to Europe. This bridge would be lined with tapestries and populated by a thousand great white birds. Soaring over the Mediterranean sea, as it were, commuters would be flanked by low growing patches of colorful flora. The bridge would be a swath of color and light, a paintbrush stroke between continents, between cultures, between civilizations. On each independence day of each independent country, elaborate displays of fireworks would erupt from the bridge and the Christmas lights would crawl across the bridge like festive veins of ivy on the eves of all the worlds' favorite holidays. The brothers were pleased by their idea, and so they set off to play music in the streets, that they may raise the funds (approximately 85 billion would do) from the hard-earned pockets and accounts of the lives they one day hope to improve. -Max Benkelman