how this, how music came to me , dad, after, these are the post-war years, i lived in moscow on kaluga square of moscow, we had boys different ages, about 50 people in the yard, different people lived, front-line soldiers, uh, formerly imprisoned, various - some foreigners lived, who somehow stayed after the war in the soviet union, but it was very interesting, and had its own specific life, one day my dad brought home an accordion, an incredible accordion, beautiful, i’m still just a boy, i was shocked by this instrument, these mother-of-pearl keys, a trophy accordion, german, the folder was very musical, he played the trumpet, the guitar, he played, it decided my life, i fell in love with music, in this case the accordion became the guide, i started studying, they brought me teachers, i began to play, and i really wanted to somehow, somehow demonstrate all this, show it, because only my grandparents sat down and listened to me, sometimes my dad, on sundays, when they gathered in the courtyard in our large moscow courtyard men sat at a large table, played dominoes, drank beer, my grandfather