even a hint of a movie is only music in the colorful via orero, this tbilisi hunger.the entire soviet union in the team not only sang and danced, but also masterfully played musical instruments, the young vakhtang was responsible for the drums, who in the late sixties even got into the top three drummers in the world with his incendiary orero numbers were the highlight of the program at government concerts and blue lights, but here's a song of its own. didn’t he himself give it to the team grigory ponomarenko, having heard once upon a time, the original georgian voices were not specially written for them in the fields, but he wrote specifically for us, that is, they considered the hit group to break, now this does not happen in russia, they carried it on their hands, right? beautiful young guys you also sang only in 2004 you managed to cross paths. yes, this is truly a great artist, a great person man, atlas i remember the first time my senior colleague met him. it was a big concert in the kremlin. palace of our young soloist. well, look at me, please. and i myself hu

orero not to be confused with sarah buba kikabidze, who had just returned from the first business tripo the basement to eduard limonov, who sewed children, trousers, again went again walked in seventieth on sundays. 8:00 in the morning at the end of the old arbat, where it rests on smolenskaya square in the orioni cafe, served, khash, hot fat, the director stood at the door and let in only his cubes, of course, he was one of his own, we came there were still companies vladimir vysotsky evgeny yevtushenko all with your surroundings. after 2 hours at 10:00 the cafe was closed. bohemia dispersed about 12 hours. it turned into an ordinary soviet catering cafe booze. it was not served there, you could bring it with you, and here is the operator garik tutonov trained by the operator 's hand a bottle wrapped in a newspaper. all this is very dosed, so to speak, poured and once in bliss. from this two or three or four cups of hot. khasha, nikita said, my friends are so good here, that i would like to die here, to which our neighbor on the table , the swimming coach said, nikita why don’t you di