completely switch over in the next few years, anna kurbatova, ivan strukov, yulia khodorova, zurfiya khakimovahin. what kind of role gave me a headache, i have no dream, to stand at the line, cancer. head and i never asked, i lived like this, in pain, in the role of a pile, i am not a gift, according to the painted to my soul, on the reverse side, he wrote, time dawned in you, traces, it remains for me now to collect my gifts, according to the times, it fell to us, in our hands, to be beauty, to become a height, a fool, so i endured, seething with life, the truth, i didn’t wait for a long time, i was losing strength , what do you need, according to my painted soul, on the back side, i wrote, believe me, time developed smoke, light, what’s left for me now, to collect my gifts. yeah. according to my painted soul, on the reverse side, i wrote, believe me, it’s time to grow, the traces that are left for me now to take back yes... hello, this is the podcast 20 years later, my name is. konstantin mikhailov and we started with a hit on the painted soul. our guest is alexey gorshenev, musician, poet,

anastasia kobuzeva, zurfiya khakimova, dmitry zhgenti, channel one.im the comerton of intelligence and true high art. the poet andrei voznesensky thermonuclear temerkanov, for his restrained, yet passionate manner of managing. musicians, the best orchestras in our country and the world submitted to his hands. conductors are young, they always think that you have to worry about everything, it depends on what composer, prokofiev, he is so objective, prokofiev is cunning, he is not a soviet composer at all, he hides it, advanced mastery is literally from hand to hand, timerkanov always said, music is much more than what is written in the score, and you need to be able to read between feel its spirit with a note. his master classes, like his performances, were similar to performances, because the most important thing is to go out to the public, already immersed in the music, no, that’s wrong, you came and yes, you should be able to, but that’s the way it is. and who would have imagined that the boy yura, with whom sergei prokofiev met in evacuation in kab