and you are a little tired with your earring. goodbye alyoshka, you can’t see our path in mine yet. thank you very much for these songs really. by the way, here's a question for you. and i listened to your songs here. i can say that this art has such a deep meaning that i did not understand some lines. here is your song miracle there are lines. i would like to know what this means, i will read it. i want to live there. where is the miracle. i know the place of power on rublyovka, the temple of the soul of the most depraved karaoke club. let's go there my friend bewilderment, my brother-saratnik eternal heat. you were my prisoner. you were mine, i myself do not fully

understand. at that time i read a lot of these poems by marina tsvetaeva brodsky. i often read marina tsvetaeva. i don’t understand specifically what she writes about? i have just this. here is a combination of words, rhyme. this, of course, yes, my brother in the past, this is from. according to the creation of marina tsvetaeva, i was so inspired by her that i just sat and tried to compose some kind of rhyme, and i went to karaoke a lot and, uh, really on rublyovka is rublyovka that's what i meant, on the third floor there is a workshop where the picture was painted. yes, so it's just like a certain. these are images. it's not something specific that breaks from within. it seems to me, yes, there are many people who hate this song on the internet. there is a wonderful miracle, there is this kitchen kitchen-kitchen kitchen. i want to live in the kitchen in the kitchen. well, my mom

approved this song. yes, to be honest, yes, i really like it. i like there, uh, your monologue, when, before the song begins , this is from this some kind of mystical song, as it were here she lies, i begged myself for many years , the one who does not believe. check the trace scars left. i love showing them. it's easier than proving to someone that life was incompatible. i want those who see my hands not to be horrified by them in the palette, but to understand all the pain of my separation from the guide for you, he is the essence of me, and without him i can’t even turn my head without a cry why didn’t come. so? reply. if your world would suddenly part with you, wherever you were, there i was for hundreds of years through the world and the edge. they thought i was just rebelling, but i unwittingly showed how death dances. having settled down to the naive, the skins are not able

to counterbalance, then the palm trees lined with chuscha endlessly cuts the desire to live, even get out of bed becomes a perversion, but i could not share this feeling. i dressed for sports, a chain fused with my heart, like a prisoner of roman cagordes. he took it, i shed a tear. i shed a tear. it's just not not at 24, but i've heard. uh, love what you're at the corporate once in a world bottle on your head. well, it's been a long time, what happened we sat and remembered, means the story in new york, when it was still a big traffic manchen, it was 72 stream and it turns out it was a lot of police ambulance, it turns out killed. here i was sitting in a restaurant and literally. here is 100 meters lay the tube. john i must have told this

man who was sitting with me. he says, do you remember the day when he was convinced and he was drunk, which means that you were rude to me, i took a bottle, because i do not tolerate insults at all, and not deserved and moreover, i am a woman and i can always answer for myself, i absolutely do not think about what it is. a healthy man is standing there in front of me. i hit and immediately knock him off his pantalik. you are my simply unbelievable theft. but you really worked for in moscow at a construction site as a laborer. yes, yes, all my childhood was spent in the countryside. so at some point, when i came from the army. i had to work, and i had a friend who went on a shift in moscow to work. well, that is , you work for a month, you come and rest for a month. and so i needed money. i went with him. and

so he worked on the watch. handymen first then we did something there, then we made a screed, the walls were aligned in this. i'm better at music. i know you have a story too. there's not a very simple before coming to music. maybe you, too, will tell it a very long time ago, since the late nineties. that is, i worked in a tavern for 10 years. sasha had the biggest hit, remember the song. three how the clouds float, right? this is me when i was young. well, you're more precise. we had a group here, i say, 38 already. i wrote the whole song now, but we wrote the words with a friend who read rap there, but 16 was, in my opinion, 15% in any case, it was written either in the ninety -ninth or in the two thousandth, and

became popular only in 2006. i loved you so much, and you were cruel, i stood and looked at the window. i was lonely. i so wanted you to come right in my face. she said what you think, but i couldn’t stand it all , it’s necessary not to leave as quickly as possible from here, but i will stay paradise, i will stand, so that you

look at me eye to eye and tell me these words. look how we remove and the sun light. we can't catch you, our world is never gods, and there is not a drop of soul in it thresholds everywhere. you are not knowing all your talents for you love. show salads people in the office , please tell me, here we always seem to me that it is difficult when you are close relatives in general and with friends - it is difficult to work. and when you

are a family and now, let's say, nyusha had her dad, he had a contract for 20 years. well, the deal. i mean, officially a contract. so how are you as a producer? uh, there are no articles on how you have a warehouse at all. we are on such trust, and it seems to me that if we had thought about making a contract, i probably would have think. will you be resting soon? well, enough has already drunk, go plant flowers, and i will sing. well, maybe sometimes i’ll invite you to a guest at the end and tell you. now she is acting for you as my beautiful wonderful. well, maybe they will be familiar with her, moms went out. haha, that's very cute. and tell me, who writes the songs, who claims, of course, i solve a lot of questions about songs, because i was a good accountant. and we don't have the same tastes. but if i don't like something, of course, she doesn't like me. will make this one sing, but with us but if it happens

that mom will say this song and that's all the opinions, but there is no such thing. sometimes it happens that there is a controversial moment. and here's how this one, uh, not to lose these frames where i work. and where is the family, when we work together, we work, we do not perceive each other as mother and daughter. i didn't like it, i'm not a fool to be silent. it's so eighteen. togo, and when, of course, for kuzya if i like the way she sang, let's say today we were working recording a song and i realized that i had goosebumps, that i was high. this, of course, when a girl will be so proud, kiss her hands, it can be seen amazingly, there is a connection between you. here's how better girlfriends are the kind of relationship with mom that every girl wants. it seems to me, give personally to me, and to our guests. i think i can't wait to hear your song too. friends another musical premiere as part of the podcast

unformat dirty. i call you, you write everything. i would like your head.

i don’t know your name, i’ll call you at night and say, by the way, that i’m different in my life , probably only with you. befriends your you melt your head, how you love with your eyes everything that is left between us and carried your bare friend your head like ice, you raglan, only

i have something. love is honest, you won my heart, long ago and today you made me fall in love with you even more. here is my heart, it is all yours without a trace and as a sign of respect. i suggest you record a collaborative trend to your song. i think it will turn out very cool. all social networks. they just explode. and i'll shoot so music on it. i look and understand, we

don’t know anything about him i will give everything to him and lose the right, dear friends. without him, without him, without him, fate, the other is not mine cool. say it was. very cool. so they danced so that i even got dizzy well? in the sense of a , please tell me, you will be recognized on the street. by the way, it doesn't exist yet. i don't know, maybe it 's because we are only 2 years old before that, so then the next question is why does the second one sit all the time at night? sunglasses? it's just what you want and that's it. so when we sang dumplings, when he came right in, we were invited to a performance. and we well, such guys ksenia are not used to something , you need to go out and such yes, let's put on glasses so it will be somehow bolder. well, we put on glasses. how did it go, let's go. yes, maybe even for the better, because when we go without

glasses, and especially individually, they don't recognize us. i even have neighbors that go there and children. it's like they don't even know. you wrote berries for khabibka, malinka a. tell me, that's why you won't continue cooperation somehow, what happened it all started with the fact that we had a solo concert, we asked him to support there, how much is there for 3 months. we told him, he says, yes, guys, i'll come and sing, they wrote everything because of there. for three weeks, he says that i can't. oh, these are for being like what did you fit into your concerts and it turns out what was there? well, this date is written in another city, and they began to hate us. why did you write khabib and the world. well, you won’t collect the type, that’s why khabib was included. that was not so. we couldn't redo all the advertising in moscow. well, i probably made them the last point what he started to say is that here i am personally an example of how you can break through without producers. and so nothing. that is, i'm all on my own, of course we invested money in it. yes, we

wrote, he is 10, probably, with whom he is now performing no papers, but were you created for lyokhi? well, that is, you shield me. i don’t write, you don’t need to hear some kind of chip. yes, the chorus is somewhere to catch on, if i heard it. yes, i know it's a song. and who wrote the song? let's sing it. fast, damn it. flies into the mouth in the fog and the soul sings with me

sad, and i burn my zealous you and damaged. and i live beautiful, with whom i want. it was a wonderful informal. thanks to our dear guests hummingbirds and mavic love uspenskaya and an admirer of my wonderful hosts, the conquest of cross-country and wali carnival, our cool wonderful group of gypsy band. and we concede this scene to galibri and marik so that they would sing a beautiful song that is on everyone's lips.

i look and i don't look at all. i'm on this beauty. and to be. maybe i was delusional. just. well, wink at me right away set. you my not afraid at all. i switched once between us. i'm very cool answer do you want to be friends with me? i'm like burrows, i'll have enough of you ignores

sits down. i like chuck burrows. i'm very cool, my father doesn't want to be friends with me. and as i have enough blood , god ignores everything, get off the fighter. and i already bought tickets for us and called you to the sea, i 'm sure. i rolled up such a series as part of my love. i'm very cool. and you don't want to be friends with me. i'm like chuck but i'm very cool. where do you want to be friends with me? i'm

in a chat my power is enough god is enough to ignore, one boy. i am part of the sea. i am very cool answer everyone want to be friends with me? i like the legs of the eye. i'm like hello this is a podcast, paws. my name is dmitry bagh and i am the host of a literary podcast with an intriguing title. let them not talk, let the writer evgeny grishkovets read as a guest. i am very glad to see you, we will be on you as more than a dozen years in life and uh, if it’s not against it, then a little

uh, we’ll open the veil over the backstage, and and i will mention our discussions. well, maybe many were surprised by the writer yevgeny grishkovets, of course, so is yevgeny grishkovets the author of many books. e me very beloved, for example, and their vulnerable home. we will discuss one of them in detail, but we know evgeny grishkovets as a person who represents something on stage, then he does not just represent something, but writes, this is something we have the author of this something or he represents music on the stage. yes, uh, and so on and so forth. that's how to talk about your identity, how is it fashionable to talk now? that's what you are first of all or maybe, just a person is not, after all such a person is a writer. not an observer, not a feeler, but a writer. yes, this is the main thing, that is, no, nothing like that before recording. uh, you have gutters.

i remember your story, a very old siberian one. and we will tell you, our dear interlocutors, what connects us with the siberian city, kemerovo . well, here i go, i pass the trolley bus stop and see how people are standing. i have already died here. i never look at how people stand. i go and i'm thinking if the trolley bus will come in the yard -30 in writing, i should have come, e, i 've been doing art all the time. i understand that from very early childhood. i would like to do art. i didn't know what it was, i had no idea. i really wanted to go there well, i probably did not know. yes , because art is decomposed. eh, you want to go to a music school as a musician, it’s bad there. school to go to theatrical ideas, i wanted to uh express something in words of experience. i distinctly

remember, i was 9 years old. i was sitting on the beach sea of ​​azov and put a tin can and threw pebbles into it, and some one met there or the fifth pebble. i got into it and was very happy, and then i thought, how did you happen to me? i remember it, damn it, can you imagine how it happened to me that i got into it. i understand? i just realized that when i pick up a stone, i instantly evaluate its weight and size. uh, i m-m somehow calculate the distance to this object, in which i want to hit the force of the throw, its trajectory, i hit me. i'm so complex. i realized that i miracle. what am i, a wonderfully arranged being? and then i wanted to tell about it, but only in this way to explain, to the same parents , that i am a miracle or grandmothers, so that it also got

into her, so that these were the exact words, but i couldn’t find the words, but i really wanted to uh-huh, but it as if, it turns out, by itself. yes? art is something that has not been created, but it is alive, but of course. you aim - it's the same. yes, then you get what you don’t, you don’t get caught, and this is the desire to find the exact words in order for another person to tell about how i felt the fear of infinity and the incomprehensibility of death at a very young age and also could not help but dare. i wanted this all the time, i remember that i constantly, but i did not believe that i could write a book or write anything at all. i loved reading so much, just like a little boy. you didn't have to be told what to read. i started to read , let's remember about 11 years from 12:00, what kind of fantasy books were, of course, yes, it was fashionable. i was not independent already on

takeoff. all this has already been. what years were those seventies, seventies, seventies the end of the seventies the second half of the seventies . i fell into the hands of jack london just in time i fell into the hands of fielding just in time, what a far distance, fielding, fantasy, and jacklon, fantasy was not fantasy for long, well, at least belyaev well, yes, no less. i just couldn't read in tugants. it seems to me that it is very hard written plastic. this is about adventures and some stanislav rem, of course. and what's interesting will be a little story to tell, well pilot now. yes? certainly funny, yes, well, after all, then

a lot of games came later. yes, this in real life very quickly left and came. this is a sharp feeling. of this world, i understood very well why, then why, it captures me so completely and completely, because my grandmother read for a very long time, and it completely suited me. i once i started reading on my own. the first thing i realized was that when my grandmother was reading, all the characters who spoke in the book spoke in their grandmother's voice. here, as in a fairy tale, where is the wolf. and also, uh, when there is in a book, the author narrator, when you read the letter i does anyone sound in your head? this is the only kind, art, where you can feel in

the first person from the first person with him that everything else is third person. well, going back to the fact that i wanted to do art, but did not know how. what i did not like the theater, i did not know, did not understand anything, did not support him in front of him. i simply did not have the opportunity to familiarize myself with it, there is no loss. well, what a black and white tv, well, of course, yes, and there is some kind of record rubin uh, we had a record. i guessing games that she makes tv. uh, dreary music is the monstrous sound of a symphony orchestra. well, that's how impossible it is. it was absolutely, especially, well, how it all happened in some distant world. uh, and i wanted to do art. i remember very clearly that i felt because of this, signs

of the possibility of doing art. i went, to study photography in kemerovo, there was a magnificent studio in photography under the guidance of gulik vladimir lavrentievich. there was a club of those people to whom he gave books that gave him music and talk, and to me there i was absolutely happy there, well, analog photography, where, of course, with a tank. well, i turned out to be extremely untalented for this, well , just not at all. i took a good look at the photographs for the exhibition, even as one ivanovich suggested that i look at them for the time being and evaluate some of them. i had a good sense of composition. i understood, i could select from the film at the negative level those frames that had, uh, had some meaning, but i myself couldn’t take a picture, damn it, and i forever. i will remember those words who told me, e my teacher in photography. he said he was very angry. he knew that i was not stupid. why can't you why can't you? look out the window, what's

in the window? tell me what's in the window, wait what's in the window and there's a landscape in the window. he says there's not a damn thing like that in the window of life. but you take a picture of her to get a landscape. this is a great idea. i keep repeating pasternak's phrase for long , very fast. so we stop recognizing reality, as if it sticks in front of us in some special dimension, we see some kind of distance. here is what it seemed to us up to this second, and at this second we are trying to name the difference, it turns out to be art. someone, probably, such as i get into a jar, like a goalkeeper with a penalty kick, like peter's, hanky, looks like he flew into a jar, no art. no art appears in how i can tell about how i got there. well, what about morality with knowledge. well, it's art. it is, as if mentally allowing uh, to preach some reasonable comfortable eternal. no, i just don't care at all. yes,

you don't think so. i think so, but they often think that art is about how to convey to another the technology of keeping up with life the technology of keeping up with what is a mystery. and what do i not understand? well , no uh, great scientific moral or some other content is inserted there. i can do anything . describe yes, of course, how they grow, uh, weeds. this man, dear our interlocutors, depicted more than 30 years ago, how weeds and earth grow. why did the guardians say there were such people there? why is this false art? well, i was then passionate about it, then i became interested in true art. what

was some kind of fracture, there was some kind of click, yes, and the beginning of something professional, and i almost remember it, it was already after the fleet or before the fleet. it was after the fleet. well, well, no to the fleet. er, that is the first cosmos i enjoyed reading. e and enjoyed what i tried write poems that i thought i succeeded in. well, after serving three years in the navy. i realized that i got bad bad poetry, and it was terrible that i remember them. here i couldn't. that is, forget. yes, you can’t forget, well, everything is always impossible, i didn’t feel myself in art with everything, until now. we were engaged in punts and made this pantami. although we did. yes, as it was older than me by a year. eh? the hike was amazing. yes, in the eighty-ninth year we became laureates

er the pantomime festival in riga, the last all-union festival, then the lithuanian latvian and estonian collectives participated, where they were. well, in fact, pantomime burli is most of all there, and then two people from kemerovo come and show a completely unusual technique, because we actually invented it. we did not have any textbooks and examples. we did not have that denial of some pre-given technologies. i will reveal my secret sin to you. i have always been. uh, very surprised when you spoke, because you could show the bodies, anything without any words. yes and it seemed that nothing else was needed, but you always did what gives the greatest resistance to the material no. no, i was just sure that i was not allowed on stage. i wanted to go on stage. i wanted to speak, but it’s impossible as everyone thinks, well, it’s impossible, because i was sure that my speech impediment, burr, would not allow me to go on stage. this is impossible. this is contrary to everyone. well, although i

didn’t know any canons either. and the teacher who taught us pantomy herself invented for herself some technique, because it was kemerovo it was the city of kemerovo and everything was there so we all invented the bicycle for ourselves and the invention of the bicycle is wonderful - this is wonderful, and then you invent the bicycle. you go to moscow with him and show him your bike. everyone says bravo great bike and should be. and look, we also show 15-150.000 bicycles here, but with you it wasn’t like that, and it was exactly like that and there was a legendary performance in the theater. uh, in the theater it was the arrival of moscow was earlier even with the theater we lay down and arrived. we showed the performance was quietly quietly put aside here is my last performances. after that, i could no longer work like this. hmm, and we showed it here, in moscow, and in the theater near stanislavsky's house, and it came. uh, a lot of young people. e critics and everyone

liked it, but i realized that it did not impress. as most often happens to a provincial man in such a situation, he is horrified by what he has invented. in general , a universal thing, that is, he invented the bicycle scary, toiling his own confined spaces. he is in his laboratory. here it is in that in his provincial town. he invented the bicycle. and it turned out that he invented already invented. and what happens next, he comes back and dies, and another way is to be glad that you, i don’t know anything, have invented a universal thing that has been inventing for a long time and it, in principle, goes, but after that you need to draw conclusions. my wife, let me introduce you to mikhail alexandrovich vrubel, do not go to the right on the second floor, the owners have imposed such a ban. the secrets of the great artists landscape

is mathematics i will fulfill your every desire. so i want your demon, just your nothing else, related paintings, the riddles of the masterpieces of the tretyakov gallery, i saw it with my hands, then take it away. from now on , you should all now treat me like a kenya serial premiere from may 21st to sundays on first we all art textbooks.

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