love, in order to be able to express it not as an amateur, but as a professional from a man for six to eight hours at the piano, developing technique. first, real, already serious love and attempts to express it in music, but lev nikolayevich really taught to amaze his feelings in music graduate school. the moscow office of the american is a dog business. you don't have to play for yourself. this is for no one , sit down, sit down your girlfriend. plant two of your girls three, if you have them game for them. here's to getting to them. that's when up to them gives. that's when you will already learn how to play in the hall. and it was a completely new world for me and the contact hall is all this. excuse me for making love all the hall. so this is the concert itself.

maybe there is a climax of eroticism in classical music, the concert itself is the valency of unity and the birth of something new lord from this unity, however, what to say, wouldn’t it be better to see the name of the people’s artist of our country century in the poster, maybe go to a concert like that , maybe our transmission from this rather speculative topics. there is a stripe that is designed to be swallowed, but because they went to the hall. well, that's all, i think they are not tchaikovsky where just the second concerto is played by the professor together with the symphony orchestra. or maybe go to the big hall of the conservatory, where the name of e, rozama is constantly on the concert poster, by god, these two hours have not grown. they are cleaner for you. one becomes and happens what hmm flaubert called the education of the senses

and comrades is eroticism. if you are able to hear it, as i am convinced that you were able to these evenings. well, you are not lost for the life of a person, but this must be brought up. well , by the way, you're a full participation in the public. i always say a concert is not a solo. this is a duet. only you. when you communicate, you express yourself with sounds, and the audience reacts and speaks to you with its attention, silence and its breath, when it begins to breathe with you, and then in this duet in this harmony, art is born. so maybe we 'll leave it. now e listener one on one with his memories of the lord erotic. why not? after all? they only have you linger when you appear in them a miracle, what is it when you like yourself? this is what you remember. and you know you also

have eroticism. who told you that you don't have it, gentlemen? and you listen to what now the professor of roses will play if you have eroticism. that's what you just serve for this conviction serves this argument. and here i remind you that this was an anthropology podcast on the first, its host dmitry dibrov , people's artist of our country yuri alexandrovich rosson and stay one on one with eroticism. unfortunately deep buried, but to your soul.

dear fellow passengers, we welcome you back to our flight in a podcast. everyone wants to fly, the flight is going well today in the cockpit of our liner. i am a monitoring pilot of leonid yakubovich for the sake of god, i ask you to forgive me, we allow ourselves a small violation. this unspoken rule is usually not accepted, it is not supposed that in the cockpit of the left and right pilots they were well acquainted with the good old comrades. there is an unspoken rule. i deliberately violate it today today in the cockpit of our liner. i monitoring pilot leonid yakubovich and good old, my friend piloting pilot alexander marshal well, are we gaining altitude?

your eyes are different. i loved, i didn’t love such a father. i miss him so much when i was a kid, i think i need to ask my dad. yes, i can. but i didn’t have time to have a lot of questions, but there was no one to ask them. this was a man who, simply to say he loved aviation, would be an understatement. he lived it, but more than 5,000 sorties so many aerobatics. well, i have his flight books for complex aerobatics, 6-7 refuelings a day. that there he flew along somersaults with the course, a cadet sat down, got out, another climbed in, and he flew and

so 6-7 times a day he came home. i remember going to bed in my sleep for the exchange. very dad, loved, this thing is very strong and when when he retired, i remember it was in kiev and there was some kind of holiday parade and planes flew low, there over khreshchatyk, he went out onto the balcony. i see tears in his eyes. fell in love strongly before becoming an instructor, he flew. yes, of course, he graduated from the chuguev school. it's like here in suvorov school, like after the eighth grade, but i flew by the eleventh, and the instructors were all military pilots who went through the war front. the pilots are so serious

and on the yak eleventh, well, the plane. you know this plane is great. that is, they are no longer in nature, probably, maybe they have been preserved somewhere. well, in short, he says, i felt bad, especially when gliding aerobatics began there or something like that. i says how long is the board. so when we sit down, i am a flashlight, open it, run out and run. he stay behind me. i say i'm leaving me with gloves. as without saying you will fly. go, my cabin, i'll wash the cabin , that's all. how many years he flew 24, well, these are night flights, when he walked, then it was from 12:00 at night, there until 6:00 in the morning the lamps did not go out in the bedroom. i'll get up there at night to drink some water. mom is reading a book. until he comes, he

was a strict man, but cheerful. he somehow tells me, tomorrow get up at 6:00 in the morning. i say, what is it? well, rise these wings wave, somehow he will wave to me wings. well, this is in the summer holidays, i set the alarm clock, i woke up, somewhere there without ten. i went out onto the balcony and stood suddenly from behind the house at a low altitude at a speed of probably 700. i don’t know, maybe 600 and up, and like that i left with wings. then i came home from work in the evening. well, what did you see? i say, dad, thank you for thank you. i got these for these over a military town. someone dripped, apparently, and you decided from school. i didn't decide anything. i somehow. well, first of all, i have to start by saying that my entire class is from my military camp. we they were all the children of military pilots, technicians, aircraft, and so on. and when my father was transferred to the city of salsk from

tikhoretsk in the rostov region, i already had a class there. well, no matter how the children of the military were, they were all ordinary there, i don’t know, and as if i had no other idea who i would be, but automatically i went to finish school. e , i was at home, probably for a week and went to enter the stavropol military school, pilots and navigators of the troops, against air defense named after the marshal, court, easily entered. well, now i'm wearing glasses, and then both eyes were 100%, and i was a little uncomfortable when well, they twisted the chair of this thing. well, dad said it's all tempered. and not only that, i entered the navigation department, that is, there is such a situation here, because, firstly, i have a height of one meter ninety-four, no matter how much i fit into the cockpit, i entered with one triple. higher in math in algebra, but then i

corrected it to a b, and then i thought, i love music, but what am i doing here, but although and i wanted to go there and i wanted to, and right there as soon as i entered. so even in the enrollment, when we were applicants. i see who is all on their knees, it means knocking. i think so, if he acts as a drummer, someone sings and sits well, that means with a guitar. yeah, that means that this one was exactly what the guys did, and then we put together a group and became very popular in stavropol. and there is such a setting, if you get a deuce in any of the subjects within a week, then you don’t get fired, respectively, but because in the second year already part of us already became a popular group, we were invited by some factories and institutes there, and there are a lot of young people in stavropol. and the company commander was very angry about this, but he could not do anything. but we are going to play, as it were, and this is better than being fired, because these are girls and so on and so forth. well, in

general, it was fun, i remember it with such warmth, all this youth you finished your studies. what course did i learn until the end of the second , three sleepers were already sewn on, they switched to the third, and i wrote a report and gave it to the platoon commander. he he tore me. in front of my eyes, he hit me on the button, which hurts a lot in hb and said, get out of here. well, i left and wrote another one over the head of the commanders of the majors here called me a divorce, or what is it? he that over the head here someone hit the buttons for 5 minutes. they both said that the state had already spent a lot of money on me, shame on me, and so on, but for some reason i did it, because i wanted to be a musician. well. and and. so he said you'll go to class. i say, i don't know, he says, i don't know you will go, and somehow my friend and i left the last

pair of classes, went to the stadium it was warm, undressed, took off our boots and lay down in shorts. and behind the stadium inside the school. we had clothing warehouses on the territory, and he is sitting. uh, my comrade, seryoga tribes. if he is alive and healthy, god bless him, and hello he sits facing the treadmill, and his back. he says you won't believe what i'm about to tell you. i say, well, the mouth does not go. i say, come on, turn around, it goes smoothly and smiles, going to it for three days. go to the optical wool. yes for starters. well this is where it all started, and then in the end. i got kicked out anyway. and they called the school to the council. well, they figured it out for a long time. why did i say that i want to be a musician, but the general head of the school is general golodnikov? i asked my father, because my father was an instructor pilot at this school and

the general called him and said, well, we feel like a fool to do it. i could enter any university in the soviet union without exams. well , because i went through the entire course, above mathematics, there are physics and so on sopromat with fire. that's i did not know it. i already found out after i was demobilized from the army. this is what my mother told me in secret, when his general, dad asked what to do with him? he says, let him go and pull up the soldier's strap, and they didn't count my service life at the military school. i went to serve in the radio engineering troops , as an operator of a radar station for detecting guidance in the city of serdobsk. well , a city is a strong word, it is a small russian town, a very soulful good town, and our point was 5 km from this gorodok 10 soldiers, three ensigns and two officers, that's it. and two radiation stations, and

here i served for a year, and the commander of the unit, major gribovsky, when he opened my military card , it was written there that he was expelled due to his unwillingness to study. he says, and what are you? when you understand, i now want to be a musician. i want to go to music school. here is my music, he says, but i understand you. well, let's make a deal. listen well, and your profession and i will help you, and there is an order of the minister of defense, which states that the unit commander has the right to petition. here in my case, with guys like me, who were fired there, or left military schools during urgent mobilization, and since i first became a third -class operator, but the second there, in general, mastered the profession in a year. and he called me out of action on may 11 , 1977, perhaps, he said his hand, thank you for your service, and i went home. you talked about your dad so much that i can't help but ask you

to sing this song. we have a little more left. let the maple swing over us. and we pour and repeat. come on, dad, drink some vodka. and we get drunk somewhere a little. well then, let's just sit down and be quiet. you're sorry that i so rarely see you over the years.

you are always also all in a flower dad, so dad met. i'm sorry it's so late. it's a pity that dad couldn't do it earlier. and in response, only the wind, what hello, son. your friends

let's dig and drink vodka. let's dig and drink. so many years have passed. but after all , some kind of twinkle regrets where all of a sudden after

so many years. having left the school already a musician already guest performer. and suddenly there are so many songs on the pilots so many songs about people in the sky, i understand your song, dad, but i swear it brings you, just in an incredible state of the auditorium. i saw it. i can understand this, and everything else why, but where are we talking from? i'm calling you, you're calling me, the first words. what, well, yes, the landing is located, and after when i began to travel to hot spots, it grew at times we were with you. uh, where you were the last time i was not there yet. you were in

donetsk and in lugansk lugansk i was there multiple times in 8 years. but this time for the second time. i'm there, and as for flying songs, but i don't know, i'm drawn to write about these people, because in the first place, these are my brothers. secondly, i love them all, because pilots, as practice has shown, donkeys do not exist. well, it happens very rarely. i have never met such people, first of all, they are all serious guys, but with a great sense of humor. say arkadyevich, we know this, especially, of course, i have great respect for the pilot, civil aviation. i just put myself on them sometimes place, when you get into a strong chatter there or something else. thank god i had no prerequisites. here in civilian, when he flew civil aircraft. but after all , all sorts of things happened and people told me that they were on the verge. yes, i can’t even imagine, that’s

how i would behave in the commander’s place. it's worthy of a huge deep about it. sasha spoke. i mentally put myself in this place many times. i can not many times tried the responsibility of this. yes, this is not just a pilot, this is a commander. this is kvs. so exactly it is a different story, a completely different person who has 100% authority on board, and yet you know? there are moments of happiness. there is a moment of takeoff, but, probably, very many. no, i share me not very many. yes , especially at night, a long shoulder, a long flight and suddenly in the night. you see this stripe glowing, yes, yes, and you've come home.

where are you waiting? this is the feeling, you know the lump right? many times i am, of course, against the rules, but many times i was invited by the pilot when landing. i saw the landing. this is, of course, a unique process. there were even times when this line was not visible. that's the thing, they went through the instruments, and i look at the instruments, i think, well, yes, but i would like to see her somehow, and there are about 200 people behind who don’t even suspect what ’s going on, they think. well, what are they there? well, let's sit down and think. i would rearrange. think, think and sit down. yes, you know, sing sasha of the flyers. i wrote a song specifically for the centenary of civil aviation 100 years ago, imagine it seems like it was yesterday. here, well, like yesterday, that is, we we see, as we know documentaries, how itaviation was organized. how did you start

on what did you fly? i can’t even imagine how it was possible to fly on that, in general, yes, but i didn’t want to double it. you did fly. well, yes, here's another, please, in the cockpit. i have him, by the way, barely in the woods. there is no place at all. so my friends and not only to all civil aviation pilots. yes, not only a pilot, but all those who are directly related to this type of human activity, especially, of course, dedicated to the pilot. takeoff run and away from the winter passions and merged souls from the car the crew and let bad weather already frown on the course, but for this there is a flight experience. well, what can i say , they do not have a dusty job. and that's how people talk to each other. they don't understand that for a civilian pilot, there is

an invisible battle behind every sortie. it happens that the count goes only for minutes, as if he took a shower, there is a military man in the cups of parachutes, and here with the backs of innocent hundreds of souls, it's good when obedient cars are beautiful in any conditions. every time skillfully real men lead those that by desire i work for us to live and work for people. hug you, if i could we only ask for one thing, fly brothers, we are grateful to you and yes, keep you. god we only ask one thing. fly brothers. we are grateful to you. keep you safe.

god wish you to live in adversity, without looking back, so that your loved ones will always wait for you, so that the number of all take-offs and landings, of course , is equal every time, that the premises have forgotten the way to you and each flight is allowed without delay, so that the bosses do not judge you strictly but the weather is a million by a million live and work for people. no, above happiness, any of us is ready to hug you, if god we only ask for one thing, fly brothers. we are grateful to you only ask in one fly brothers, we are grateful to you.

probably, after all, this is a profession that attracts, like a magnet, even people who have never flown themselves, for some reason they begin to compose such lines vladimir semenovich vysotsky yes, he never flew himself. i am cancer fighter my motor my sky is ringing abode but the one who sits in me believes that he is a fighter. understand? where did i somehow think that it could be from childhood. after all, all people fly in childhood. well, yes, this desire to take off probably remains in a person with this childishness for life. maybe some kind of white envy for those who want to be there. i don't know what it is. do you know they archer? i asked nikita son ivanovich about this, well, we are friends. yes, i say, can you tell me where from? well, how did he not

drown in a submarine. well, there the shooter did not burn. he says, you know when he was opportunity to meet with veterans. ka patriotic or representatives of some profession, for example, rivers or pilots , they sat drinking and talking flying on their hands or talking about the submarine fleet, and he sat and wound on the street, and since the imagination was rich, then it turned into some these are such wonderful songs, probably, but i'm still a little different. well , from where, after all, the brilliant actor was born in bykovo, from where all of a sudden i’m fighting only old people, you know, this is not even a film. this is a piece peeped by us with you life. it seems that he looked after all, the way they behaved. it's not about how he pulled the handle in the cockpit, how was he? uh, he will cover this one and everything and in the eyes all over. i have seen

professional pilots. this cannot be played. where does it come from? here? my father told me the same thing. he says it's one of the best films about fighter pilots. not only is there, as you say, everything is correct regarding how it happens in combat, and then there was no computer graphics. yes, they flew and these shootings were authentically done, and so on. but the most important thing is that, firstly, a sense of humor, and secondly, here is the musical side, remember, right? a pilot? you can fly something on your eyes anyway, but you have to be a musician from the propeller, right? makarych i'm sorry mr. shmit was not. here he waved, waved, without looking, yes, accept it, and then, after all, bykov himself wanted to become a pilot, once he had such a desire, because, well, he didn’t pass the commission, he decided it didn’t grow together with this case, and therefore i feel like he

put his whole soul into this film. tell, hare, when you speak to the military, well, it doesn’t matter to the pilots to the cadets. yes, what does not ask to sing? here you drank drank. that's most often what they ask the cadets, of course, ask to sing something. uh, like from gorky park well, for example, moskulin, there and so on. well, because they are boys, they remember me with such long hair and here, playing music in my mouth and so on, and pilots. completely different here. i don’t know how many times i sang right in the parking lot when the su-24 takes off, especially that's where i stopped, because it's even impossible to say the power of this plane. here are any completely songs, but about aviation - this, of course, is a sacred thing. i know well, but the navigator of the bone. murakh to you, yes, this is the navigator, 124, who was shot down by the turk, yes, in syria yes, and

i could not resist. i wrote this song. here 's the one if you don't mind, i'll fulfill sent her bones, and he sent me, but a few words. thank you it was. sometime, for some reason, and we will come to a weight called a berth shot down and we live in it like blind kittens, because next to me that he is sure you are my brother on the route.

somewhere out there, as usual, they left exactly on their way and the main one is turned on, this extreme flight on a bright sunny autumn morning will become the main page of world news newspapers. and they didn’t know, then we still what will be on the surface of our enemies of various stripes.

after all, the commander is always the last to leave the car. like a sea captain, having taken the last layer of racks, and then a ringing in his ears, as if a buzzer had jammed somewhere. is the end so fast, but here's the time. and i thought, storm, you're alive before i died and that order.

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any case, leave to fly to receive pleasure, so many people, well , experience some kind of phobia with us. after all, nothing happened to you in flight, thank you. there was nothing like that for god. i'm just a happy person, i guess well, it's not just that. well, firstly, the equipment is reliable, yes, then i know the equipment well, personally, who will give everything so that only the plane is in order. this is, well, the law, so you can’t be in aviation without hope, you can’t not trust the person who trains you. well, you know, yes, techies are, of course, wonderful guys, which i even have a song about them petrovich is called generally somehow a little, well , there are practically no songs.

senior technician, but easier petrovich in general, dad and only after him the pilots smiled and someone always said, but they love his planes and try to praise them, and the cars were afraid to break down, and the broken one looked sad. god forbid, dad will swear, but petrovich knew how to grumble. well, what a habit, because a defect is not nonsense. what happened to you? are you crazy, birdie wanna bang?

yes, how could you not release the rack, and why it didn’t work out, it’s like delivering a priceless still, the pilot put the cargo on you, which he liked in the field on the belly. you would want to pour alcohol for him, where does he get electronics in you from her mother. so it used to be aviation. she even breathed powerfully in no way silently bowed to herself, bati, silently, in him the old man,

feeling guilty for himself, remembered the plane every time. the crucian carp grabbed him after the battle, interrupted in the wings. how many times, showing concern , stroking, gently dural side said without a doubt to the pilot, he would be ready to take off on time, the commander, who did not forgive mistakes, knew what the pink one would do. well, petrovich thank you and with a smile to his hand, who they whom the pilots believe that even before dawn gets up, all knots, thoroughly checked and touched.