cry and bear for him to grieve oh you need to climb the little half to

the joy, he must come out, of course, in good faith and say: yes, that’s it, dear friends, how you have to hate your native song, so as not to, here, insert this flugel of gornets , you need it, well, it’s actually an apiston instrument, a kula horn, a kula horn named after the master johannes kula, a german master, an almost forgotten instrument, well... today another master has appeared who decided to revive it. well, i’m an endorser of this tool, what ’s called a tester, this is its second version, and the representative, yes, the second version of it, while you’re still thinking, they’ll snatch it up, yes, so now play as a loper, no, people are playing , they’re buying, yes, yes, they’re buying, dear, by the way, rostyn, they think i’ll put on glasses, i’ll become smart like grandpa, yes, i’ll buy it, kula, kula. no, this

is not the latest version yet, i think that just recently we and we are already doing well, dear friends, you will of course ask where starostin gets these songs from, oh yes, there are actually a lot of songs, and how wealth, these chests, they are full, you are driving around the village, well i don’t drive in the village anymore, but i did a lot, yes, that’s where the song came from just now? but i can say, yes, zalivochka, zavidochka, this is, in fact, such a tune, a passing tune, a walking tune, when they walk through the village, and not only through the village, but go to another village, as if they were playing along the road, singing choruses, well so that the girls from the neighboring village will like it, and of course, you, seryozha, grasp when there is, there is still in the 20th century, an explosive element of the song, not only melodically, but also textually, it’s very, this is very cool, this is very...

of course, that for you there is no instrumental separation, this is what you hear blankly in your head, you will take the harp now, please, what a feeling that you were born with them, and what’s wrong , well, yes, you get used to the harp of it.

dear friends, now you understand the dramaturgy of volkov’s life, you understand what a horror it is, who surrounds me, no, this is different, gentlemen, well, not only him, this also applies to the drum, look, he’s handsome, smart, that means he’s a musician, but no one never listens.

it’s true, this is what’s needed, no, here of course, you have such a base that it won’t seem a little, you heard, dear friends, well , be healthy, what kind of drummers call this one , so as not to be in any way connected with the drummers of communist labor, not the drum kit is kahni, well, there’s a plate, you see and a barrel, well, the kitchen, comrades, everything is cooked in the same kitchen, you can hear what hands, what ears, this is not just shezgara for you, although it’s also good. yes, but of course, it’s a pity that life is wasted like this, well, the whole podcast episode lab anthropology on the website of the first channel 1tv.ru.

i must say that among rangers, well , among dummies, like me, there is an opinion that the drum is capable of vulgarizing any production it enters, this does not apply to petya, because he feels the skin so accurately, thank you, show us who can do what from your arsenal, but this is a standard... in general, a cymbal that is used in jazz, yes, yes, yes, a ride cymbal, this is crash right, this is a cymbal on which you can make accents and also lead line, here i have a so-called stack of

two plates, below is a small plate of tea , which is upside down, well, that is, you see, here is one plate, as if solid, one on top, i put one with holes and clamp it properly, it just gives such a short sound, which can also be interspersed somewhere, and so on, he decided to surprise the rostovites with paraditls, they are also watching our program, so... this is that this is a special invention of the company of which i am an endorser, this is the istanbul plate, it consists of three plates, which creates the effect of clapping, well, it has exactly a pronounced clap, as if everyone is clapping, since

hardly anyone in the hall will clap for you, but this can help out, applause, yes, well, this is very interesting, yes, what do you call... the quartet that was born before our eyes in today's anthropology program, let us ask the audience where to write, where to write, well , there is a contact, probably then write, especially after you listen to this our appearance on the website of the first channel, here in in the comments, write what you think it should be called, misha alperevna, sorry , i’ll interrupt, we always had problems with the names of the plays, since many compositions were born, he had such compositions as lonely knee, unmarried eggplant, looking for a couple, and mozart of mongolia.

and during

the boron, the pine tree stood with regeneration, the pine tree stood, they drove along the ravine, back , drove along the ravine, they cut down the pine, with rebirth, they cut down the pine, they sawed the planks, with revival, they sawed the planks, and they covered the points, and again, they made a bridge, they made a dry bridge, before frosty, they hit the window, they hung out, under the family, the guests vomited, who would travel and age!

is it really possible to make an instrument that is completely unsuitable for jazz into such jazz, yes please, is it possible to stick a pitiful thing in your mouth and play like a whole glen miller orchestra, please, really, if - starostin, shuukloper, volvov and pyotr ivshin, ivshin, so god grant success in everything you do, and i ask you, dear friends, to reward musicians with a correct, reasonable, cool, catchy name for the newly born in your eyes of the quartet, because nothing is impossible, i rejoice, all the best.

happy new year, dear tv viewers, the melody of my life podcast is on air. i am happy that my friend, a real composer, a great one, the author of a whole galaxy of brilliant, melodic songs, came to visit me today on the first days of the new year. igor nikolaev. hello dear! valerochka, happy new year, but i am doubly glad to see you, and you are also a wonderful, wonderful author. and andrei voznesensky definitely wrote it. from the first to the 13th of our january the old ones are collected by themselves numbers, that is, just this feeling when these days are created for seeing old friends, not rushing anywhere, chatting with them about everything, remembering something to drink, yes, igor, absolutely exactly, firstly, i’m with with great pleasure i tell

the tv viewers, he’s in perfect order, otherwise there were a lot of rumors around your person, don’t say you don’t know, that’s how i like to formulate it, when they asked how igorevich is doing, he says, ask him yulia, yulia is better knows, yulichka, hello to you, all the answers gave it very accurately and succinctly, the new year is , of course, a family holiday, remembering, i can’t help but ask how - your first

new year holidays took place, which you remember, and this, accordingly, is sakhalin, sakhalin - this is understandable... my childhood , any childhood is remembered as something serene , cloudless, fairy-tale, and well, that’s how it is, this is also multiplied by the beautiful nature of sakhalin, snow-covered, although this year here the winter is practically sakhalin in moscow, everything is covered well, yes, and i remember how we they went for flowers... for the new year, in order to get them out from under the snowdrifts, they grew such flowers, i don’t remember their names, they dried up and they grew through the snowdrifts, and we had to pick them and bring them to my mother and parents , on one of the new year's nights, evenings, or rather on new year's eve, when we went

skiing, oh, my mommy, yes, mommy and the young ones. yes, and we went with my friends, my age, little boys on skis for these flowers, and we got lost, and we realized that it was already evening, and we wouldn’t be able to find the way back, we were already thinking how we we will light fires, somehow spend this night, and all this horror that we imagined is my dad, yes, that we will not come home in the evening, and it will be... a nightmare and a tragedy for them, well, that’s how- then god led us to some kind of trail, we wandered, wandered, wandered, suddenly we saw from the mountain the small lights of yuzhno-sakhalinsk, and we saw which way we should go skiing, and we went down the mountain and arrived home on time, these are the memories, they are of course accurate, i remember one of

the new year's eve evenings, when we you either... missed the flight, or there was some terrible bad weather, and we came to my house, exactly, they delayed the flight for 8 hours, and we didn’t sit at the airport, you say, we went to my place, it was a holiday, yes, but first of all, it was sudden, so we spontaneously , completely somehow - made a barbecue on morozino, it was, it was wonderful, and we went to listen with you. vinyl records, yes, we realized that we adore songs from old soviet vinyl, the first album, i even remember when i was at your house, for the first time in my life, i was not familiar with it, with lenya bartkevich, the kingdom of heaven, we spent the whole evening, and sat and listened and sang, because i asked how it was,

how bulyavin’s wonderful songs were, how the very first song was created, which... until now, guys, nothing has changed in these past years, i play records the same way every day, well, the trousers look more decent, i don’t know, i don’t know, in a home environment it can be like that. as for this song, it’s, i fought for it, they always said, what are you listening to, here’s heavy metal, here’s hard rock, i say, i’m all this i know, i understand, and i have rayhip, and the

purple then these are the first records, which are the first albums, well, listen here, what vocals, what harmony, and this was simply my favorite song of childhood, this... darozhtsy stalaі try pine trees, the tsyaper

magician is jumping when you start rocking with no flower. i couldn’t get along with alexandrina, now winter has come, alexandrina. i’m silently joking, alexandrina,

from the song you bloomed, alexandrina, what are you like? you were, yes, yes, and years passed, many years, we were friends with lene for many years, so - by the way, you were already that evening when lyonka was, yes, yes, at home, yes, at my house, that’s when the guests were already leaving, everyone had already left, someone had not yet left, and lyonya was one of the last to leave. i had already gotten dressed , put on my jacket, stood in the doorway, there was some kind of melancholy, it hung there, ringing, and then it turned out that we

had seen each other for the last time, he passed away after that in the evening and that’s how he stood, i say, laziness, well, it seems , here’s some kind of understatement, you need something right now, well, sing what you want, he says, well, go to the piano, then, i went to the piano, struck a chord and he began... as soon as the snowdrop blooms on time, as soon as the first thunderstorms approach, sap appears on the white trunks, then the birches cry, then cry... the birches, as often drunk from a bright day, i wandered at

random along the spring channel, and my homeland is generous , fed me with birch sap, we take...

on new year's evenings, when i worked in restaurants, because i combined business with pleasure studying at a music school and working in a restaurant, i was then a small, deeply underage person, so already, well, this is before, of course, yes at home, at home piano, this is before the restaurant, i say , before the restaurant, a little before, yes, after all , it’s a little thing, but unexpectedly,

the songs, of course, were in the restaurant - good, good, good and they weren’t just hits, they were hits that survive time, i remember that i love, loved to sing the song twilight, do you remember there was such a song, and a singing guitar, a singing guitar, i think it was vasiliev from composed, as if a shadow floated at dusk, or night, whether it’s day,

so today is for... above you the daylight is going out, this gloomy whitish light, or there is, or not, and we stand next to you, on the threshold of darkness, there you stand. pretending together that there is love, that we live by it, so tell me why, so tell me why, so tell me why, so tell me why, so tell me why, so tell me why, we are next to you.

friends, this is the melody of my life podcast on channel one, i’m its host valery syutkin, my guest is igor nikolaev. i remember very clearly that i saw you just like this on the new arbat, they installed a screen for the first time in moscow, before that we never saw video images on the streets, new technologies that time, it’s just new year’s days, and there ’s a stage right under the screen, and i’m walking along the arbat and i see that igor nikolaev, whom i know as a musician in the band recital, you’re

singing a solo song: also in the frame was the young wife of ivan demidov from oboz , lena, i think , what is she doing, she’s just like, well, like an editor, she’s a television worker, she got on the screen, i see a familiar face, girl, they decided so, so, apparently, the tv masters play roll call of relationships, naturally you, talya is a stranger, yes, talya is a stranger, and you performed this song, i don’t know your name at all, but it was in this... disco style, it’s boom-boom-boo-boom-boo, but with you he reduced the incident to 5 minutes, of course, but i had three songs then, and then they appeared right away, an old mill and a birthday, a sad holiday, no, the shot was in full force, and a stranger, all three songs, all three songs based on a verse by my friend pasha zhigun, yeah, that’s soon in all, he had the idea

to make me... an artist from the composer igor nikolaev, an artist, and so the singer appeared and then the song should be so concretely popular from the very beginning that there is no chance of deviating from this rut. so that it definitely became, that’s why we came up with such an almost folk song, an old mill, and pasha came up with a great story, that a man went to a distant land, then he returned, it’s waiting for him, for those who were born, recently they could do it, let's perform a small piece of melet together, i will be happy to help you, where the river quietly splashes, where there is an orange sunset. blue edge of lilacs, childhood bloomed like a garden, there somewhere an old the mill is spinning, spinning, the water is beating against the stones, the old mill, everything will grind,

only love will never, the old mill, everything will grind, only love will never. the second song was, naturally, this amber ray of dawn froze in my window, but despite this, i’m a little sad, the day has come and that means everything is in its place, but somehow everything is different, it’s not the same today and.. . birthday, childhood holiday, and nowhere, nowhere, nowhere can you escape it, birthday,

sad holiday, you smile, smile, smile, don't be sad in vain.

well, ruslan was an amazing musician , a magnificent pianist, with perfect pitch, he wrote an amazing score, the weather in the house is just a folk song, just yes, but he is magnificent, and my guest today, by the way, gifted a whole galaxy of our wonderful singers , ira olegrova, in fact she was the soloist of the electric club. we lived in neighboring houses, and i was friends with volodya , we just had a neighborly relationship, we dubovitsky, with the head of the electric club, he

of course with ira, and came to each other to visit, and it sort of happened naturally, they said, so we are thinking of leaving the electric club, doing a solo... lieutenants, hello andrey, there, well, every song, my affectionate, gentle beast, all were songs, big hits and already literally, i don’t know, a year after the release of this record, and ira had...