Official Dymova was discredited. She, that is, me, was persistently invited to take part in the “Woman Revolt” in the Kremlin, where they promised to show Mel C and her Russian comrades. Well what can I say? Don't let the free ticket go to waste. I was at the Amazons of the Avant-Garde. Therefore, I am not afraid of open feminism.
The first thing that struck me about this event was the mood of the crowd. How aggressive people are in their desire to relax.
However, everything should be treated with humor. To the apparent hostility of some Mel C fans in particular. The inscriptions flashing on two screens hanging on the sides of the hall could not help but bring a smile. For example, Yulia Chicherina sings (she sings well, by the way) - and then they write to you: “Listen to Mel C.” Sometimes what happened on stage and on screen simply turned into a joke. For example, the plush freaks Beavis and Butt-head come out , and the main MTV Rustler announces that Beavis will be “given.” As a natural continuation of the plot, there is a warning sign “Think about safe sex.” That’s why Beavis was silent all his stage time - he was probably thinking.
The main attraction of the event was Mel C, or (for those who are used to perceiving her in the context of the Spice Girls ) Sporty Spice was prepared “for dessert” of the evening. Before her, our beauties rebelled. We must pay tribute to the organizers - they brought together girls who were completely different from each other. Each of them represents completely different values. There is also the “glamorous” Alsou, a unique Russian product made for export; playful, somewhat aggressive Sasha, an exemplary club party igniter; absolutely insane, marginal Linda , representing herself with strange “narcotic” dances; scandalous radicalists " Tattoo "; finally, absolutely her own, sincere Chicherina. But in each individual case (with the exception, perhaps, of the same Chicherina), the image is put at the forefront - the packaging in which the finished product is released onto the market. Music - later. After all, people are greeted by their clothes. Success or failure depends on how well the contents of the product match the outer form. And new packaging. In Linda’s case, it’s a complete failure; her shamanic deeds and hysterical aspirations are no longer of interest to anyone. Won back with "Vorona" and forgotten. In the case of Sasha, this is true. Dance is the order of the day here. How Sasha sings is of little interest to anyone (besides, the phonogram is not yet an indicator), but how this white-maned diva moves is a pleasure to watch. People always love a beautifully writhing female body. Or Alsou is our answer to Celine Dion , with a slight twist on Britney Spears (dancing with a chair and all that): a successful hybrid of Russian sincerity ( "Sometimes I'm waiting for you..." ) and Western gloss ( Before You Love Me ). If, excuse me, you call Alsou and her colleagues women, they will be offended. Baba is a primordially Russian value, from which our show business fights off with all its hands and feet.
But Miss Melanie Chisholm has messed things up for me. That's what a woman is, even though she's not Russian. For its appearance is absolutely identical to its internal content. Moreover, the very appearance of the star is a mockery of the previously created image (what, comrades, Sporty Spice ! - the eternal ideal of 90x60x90 is lost forever). Moreover, she has a down-to-earth, womanish temperament, a loud, rough voice, which is not hampered by a large number of percussion sections, and sharp, but so free movements. Of course, her songs meet the accepted standard, although in the Spice Girls’ they would not be destined to appear repertoire (too harsh and sad). But otherwise - complete, conscious earthiness and a demonstration of what is natural and not ugly - a voice that skillfully covers a seven-step scale, and sides. Like this.
But, in general, a woman’s rebellion did not work out. They are too graceful, these famous women.