Sharan
Arnel Šarić
I am playing many roles, shedding my skin with every passing minute. I am father, husband, musician, writer, runner, meditator, event manager, podcast host, community manager, tech aficionado, avid reader, mainly abstaining from politics, small talk and toxic bullshit, unless viewing them through the lenses of social commentary and personal curiosity.
September 2026
All posts (19)
It's burnout. I'm sorry, but I can't handle this tempo anymore. This is what I said to myself a few weeks ago, and I pushed harder than ever, but on a break. It's a confession of sorts, a true state of my feelings toward writing because I do that professionally, creatively, and as a hobby. And I didn't stop, ever,...
Bosnia and Herzegovina qualified for the World Cup, their first since Brazil in 2014. Penalties, heart attacks, veteran Edin Džeko (a month younger than me) leading a squad of kids I've never heard of. Italy probably walked in cocky and paid for it. Bosnia played like a team with nothing to lose, backed by a...
I can't quite remember how I landed on Bear Blog. Maybe I wrote about it, but I'm far too lazy to check right now. I know it was a combination of a few things. Years of being part of the mainstream web finally proved too exhausting to actively pursue, which led me to the Fediverse and Mastodon. Then I discovered the...
I don't think there's a single person in love with rock'n'roll who hasn't struggled, at least at some point in their life, to get rid of an accumulated pile of band tees. No matter that some can no longer be worn, those whose lives are shaped by the overdrive keep even the torn rags. They shine under the magnifying...
I recently added Poda on Facebook. He's the guy who booked POPIK's gig in Novi Sad back in April 2017, and we lost touch after that. I didn't know his full name, so when he popped up in suggestions, I just hit add. This morning, scrolling through my feed, I saw Poda had posted some grim news: Mark Sawickis,...
Photo by Siegfried Poepperl In 2025, and now in 2026, I've been leaving and will continue leaving several beloved services I once enjoyed. This series will chronicle my exits and remind me why I did it. First on the list: Twitter. A few days ago, I woke up. I went online, entered my heavily modified Twitter...
Back in 2004, I founded Izvan Svake Kontrole, an independent non-profit project that promotes the rock’n’roll subculture. What started as a radio show has grown over the years, and after 21 years, we’ve become a radio show, a TV show, a podcast, a web magazine, and a column in a local monthly newspaper. We write...
Hello and fuck you, my new favorite game For the last three nights, I've been experiencing panic attacks aboard the USG Ishimura. Despite being a horror fan, I somehow completely missed the Dead Space games, and now I'm tearing through the remake I received as a freebie with my PlayStation Plus subscription. The...
Photo: Justin Frankel Last night, a man named Justin Frankel walked into my living room. I was sitting at my laptop, trying to edit my podcast. He came in uninvited and just slapped me hard. He didn't use his hand, though. Justin wouldn’t waste time with that primitive approach. He used software. Specifically, he...
It's not about the sound anymore. It's about being seen and being a passive part of the circus. The music is just the backdrop for Instagram stories and brand activations.
After Rome and Valencia, Vienna finally pushed me to start writing down Routes Unknown, a running diary of a fat man exploring cities on foot
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