Pesme bratstva, detinjstva & potomstva: Antologija ex YU rok poezije 1967 - 2007

In the original (1993) introduction, entitled "Od Osmeha do plavog neba" ("From Smile to Blue Sky", referencing Grupa 220's song "Osmeh" and Obojeni Program's track "Nebo, nebo plavo je"), Janjatović states his intention of presenting a selection of poetic lyrics written by Yugoslav rock musicians.[1] According to the author, the appearance of poetic lyrics in Yugoslav rock occurred right away with the release of the first full-length Yugoslav rock album — Grupa 220's Naši dani (Our Days) — despite the fact that during the 1960s and early 1970s the poets among Yugoslav rock lyricists were still few and far between.[1] In Janjatović's opinion, it wasn't until punk rock and new wave took root in the country that Yugoslav acts made artistic rock lyrics imperative.[1]

Additionally, Janjatović stated:

I wrote the above on 21 March 1991, sitting on a faraway Thai island, as an introduction to the anthology. During the 1990/1991 winter, I enjoyed listening to old as well as new Yugoslav rock'n'roll albums, and I gradually made a selection of what I considered to be the most valuable lyrics of that musical genre. I then submitted the manuscript to the publisher and went on a holiday. When I returned, everything changed. Yugoslavia began breaking apart and who could care about something as demode as its rock anthology. And then, during the winter of 1992/1993, I returned to these poems, realizing that now the book has a completely different meaning, close to the one of Yugonostalgia. And that after all that happened, a large number of these songs can be read in a new, moving way. And that this is a poetic history of the rock'n'roll scene that ceased to exist in June 1991.[2]

In the 2008 addendum to the original introduction, Janjatović wrote:

So, here is the second, expanded edition. After all these years, everything is different, but the scene managed to survive. As did some of us. Most of the lyrics written after 1991 are filled with bitterness and wisdom. The time was such that it couldn't have been any different.[3]