The Sensitive Player

Texas Two-Step … Bosnian Edition

The Sensitive Player By Alex Crevar

Most connect Sarajevo with the war of the 90s, when mortar shells rained down on the capital of Bosnia and Herzegovina. If they think about it, that is. After all, it’s a place stuck somewhere in an area once called Yugoslavia, which is somewhere in that blurry blob in Southeastern Europe among countries with communist-sounding names.

Some really old timers would perhaps remember that the First World War started here when [ Read More...]

Love, Lust and Longing from the Eastern Block

The Sensitive Player by Alex Crevar

Why is it that no matter how well you plan, you can never get to bed at a reasonable hour the night before a trip? You can pack your grip a week ahead of time. You can lay your tickets, passport, and itinerary out on the bureau with OCD precision the day prior. You can eat an early dinner, flip on the white-noise machine, [ Read More...]

The Irony of Having Sex, Being a Player and Falling in Love

The Sensitive Player By Alex Crevar

Why is player a bad word? I reckon it’s because for a player to exist, someone else has to get played … at least that’s the logic the recently played spout during the sober light of day. Of course when the nasty electricity of nighttime builds, it’s a different story.

It’s the playahs, the groove merchants, the seduction hawkers, that give any get-together, disco, [ Read More...]