As I am sitting in my beloved’s apartment and reading, I hear a drunk singing in the street. I do not pay it any attention at first, but the persistent wailing starts me thinking. Croats cannot sing. Music is not a part of their culture. Most of the songs one can hear in the wild, as it were, sound very like wailing. This I have long noticed, but it is drunks who usually remind me of my verdict. And I hear many of them from my beloved’s apartment. At the edge of the pedestrian area in central Zagreb, the apartment building is on a street that is crawling with drunks at night. Whenever they start singing, and this they do often enough, the same wailing sound can be heard. For Croats, singing amounts to wailing. Chances are that the same holds for most Slavs on the Balkan peninsula. The wailing people.