
Saint commoner is a public person, he can now be everything, he is the crown of creation, he “owes nothing to anyone”, he “take everything from life”, he “do not worry”, “consume”, and so on, which has long become everyday popular philosophy.
All desire of a commoner is sacred, the industry works for him, guessing every vague and cattle urge.
A commoner and not a person already - he is “just a people”: the bearer of the human appearance, a representative of the tribe of the tribe, the meager mind, who expelled God from his life and now having fun alone, without this bore.
Listening to the album “Temptation of the holy commoner” requires a large margin of strength.
The album is whole, it works like a jack of a hammer, the head is crashing, but some should be tolerated. It is necessary to listen to him in a row, taking like a medicine that is administered into the brain. At first, however, it would not hurt to check if there is a brain.
The first sensation: Andrei Pale (namely, he was responsible for the concept of the record), the commoner hates and wishes him immediate (or better - slow) death. He hates him when a commoner lies under any predatory dog (after all, a dog is “a fang, claws, cosmate”). A commoner covered with a dog "... even glad, continuing to pretend: / everything is in order, the main thing is that he will live."
Pale hates commoner when he creates an idol to worship: “I am Stalin, I am Mao. I'm Hitler. You are not enough? I am Putin, Obama, your dad and mom. ”
The pale gives the slap to the right and to the left (in the direct and in an ideological sense): “The guys on the floor lamp hate the lampshades. / Pavel Korchagina is sponsored by the bourgeois. / National Jighurdists are preparing a blitz-scrigate, / like under Viagra Palais-collar-a zig forest. "
What else do you have?
Freedom? "Freedom smells of cash - we build Babylon."
Homeland? “In our beloved city, the sky has a color - / hangover eyes with which the cop watches.” People? “People like dirt, dirt in their souls. / One continuous dirt is one sixth sushi. ” Russian idea? A separate song with the Yesenin refrain “Drink with me, lousy bitch”, and with a hysterical cry: “I am a Russian idea! Who am I? Where am I? " (And with a meaningful ending at the end of the song: there are only two words from the memoirs of Mariengof, who quotes Yesenin's favorite saying: “... I want to cry.” Such an idea).
Maybe the family remains? Our common future?
The answer is pale: “My fate is a dispensed, my family is humus. / On this fat land will live different. " In general: “... nine circles, three rings in three de. / On the live broadcast of Dante. "
Pale shouts so loudly because he is sure that he is talking to the deaf. Maybe from the last forces, tearing the throat, it will be possible to shout before them. What is he screaming? He screams that the holy commoner is late to scare hell: he is already in hell.
Pale screams also because he is slowly fried here. He is not driven in circles, like Dante, pointing to martyrs: no, these circles pale twists on itself like Saturn rings.
Hell: The scene of the album.
Here is a brutal pati, here is hot, here is a firebox. Excellent (probably intuitively) philological observation of the pale is that he caught one of the most important signs of hell - in hell the dictionary breaks up: “In the eye, the morning in the nose of the powder / stroke the Budotor Sudra / Lubrication Cat Sex Contex / Kobzon Burzum / Antilles against all / will be louder with red laughter”.
(Hello Leonida Andreev and Roman Nepereev, who later wrote a song with the same name!)
All words have become strangers and unkind, they are like unfamiliar sharp objects, and the purpose of these objects is not clear to us.
But even the hell that befell us, as it turns out, is not limited. Ada will be even more. (How was it in the last album “Ice 9”: “It was bad? It will be worse!”) The pale mocks: “When the vodka starts to light and end, / so that it is brighter, it is crawled into the furnace.”
We are on the way to the furnace. Imagine this! - Not yet the finale. The pale prophesy: “This day will come suddenly, like at night tat. / The one who slept tightly - will not have time to get up. / And under the stomp of the hooves of various horses / The planet will cry from Cuba to Judea. ”
This is hell, one for all, deserved.
... the penultimate resume of the album: “Everything you see is all that you know is dust. / Everything you remember, everything you love is dust. ” After hell, only dust remains.
On this occasion, one poem of Yesenin mentioned above is remembered, which ends with lines: "If there is something in the world / is one void." (Dust.)
The poet Alexander Blok read this and asked Yesenin: "Have you seriously wrote?" Yesenin nodded: "Yes." Then the block attributed to the album under the Yesenin poem, quoting himself: "Seck random features / and you will see: the world is beautiful."
... Can this be attributed to this on the cover of the album "Ice 9"? Of course not.
Casual features, and you will see - hell is terrible: this is perhaps. One reassurance: the album “Ice 9” also has the final lines. Here they are: “Close your eyes. / Completely say: / "Your son is now my path."
And then another cry of the pale: "I am ready to kill the dirt inside me!" It is worth singing.
One question: if the pale is ready to kill the dirt inside himself, he will have to deal with the feeling that everything around is dust.
Perhaps it seems to him that this sensation is Christian. And it seems to me that this is not so. The hostility towards himself in the sanctuary of the holy commoners is difficult not to divide. It is much more difficult to divide the disbelief of pale into humanity in general. There is a homeland. There is freedom. There is a Russian idea. There is a family. There is even Pavel Korchagin - or rather: there is human courage, selflessness, honesty, purity.
There is light, after all. And the presence of light implies the presence of the entire list of the above list in the world: homeland, freedom, honor.
The most powerful social nihilism of pale is clear. But while the planet from Cuba to Judea has not cried out in horror from the return of the Lord, we have some chances to meet Him with dignity. Otherwise, why did we come here?
The path of personal salvation is not the most important Russian habit.
... As for music, the album is excellent, slaughter. The vocals of Anta (the second frontman and the main in the musical part in the team) is unrecognizable: how one person can sing the holy fool: “I will find you in ethanol delirium” and piercing: “I want to dance like a dust / in the rays of the scorching sun” - inexplicably.
In good conscience, such a disk should become a kind of revelation for our enlightened public and other angry townspeople. But something tells me that our refined connoisseurs will still run such goods.
Oh, this is our scrupulousness, this is our advanced, this is our snobbery. So little of your mind and your own taste, so much desire to be in trend and accept on faith “General opinion”. Zemfira is oh, yes! Auktsyon - yes, it's about!
And “Ice 9” is, of course, not about. Firstly, pale all in terrible tattoos. Secondly, it is loud. Thirdly, there is disrespectful about LGBT. The savages are simple.
The pale, however, already has an answer: "Our people already hear us well."
They will hear this time too.
My son during the first day, when I brought this disk to the house, listened to it nine times. I have nothing against. There are things that you should know and who should learn. Other things I will teach him myself. The third - life will tell.