"And the guy was good"

Decl died, Cyril Tolmatsky. The person who performed rap long before we learned about the existence of Oximiron, Noise and Basta

He was 35, twice as much as at the beginning of the zero, when his career started. In 2000, his song "Who are you?" It sounded literally everywhere, the clip was in a rigid rotation on TV, and the phrase "What did you do for a hiphop in your years?" She became a meme, she was repeated in all ways.

Decl of that time is a star boy at an ongoing party with models, sea of ​​expensive alcohol and drugs. Not Russia, but a continuous Vegas. From the same album the hit "Party": "Everyone moves the priests to the music of the hiphop." And then he became the face of the Pepsi advertising campaign under the slogan “Pepsi, Pager, MTV”, and this fit into the overall picture: a commercial artist who is not interested in anything but money and entertainment. There should have been ten years so that we saw another decl, with another music and other texts. Directly opposite to the first.

For his eyes he was called a thieves, “dad’s boy”, and in this rudeness there is a share of truth. The image of the early dezl is the result of the work of his father, producer Alexander Tolmatsky. The tastes and preferences of Tolmatsky Sr. can be judged by his other wards, among them-Gazman and “combination”, pop it is.

Dad pushed him everywhere where he could - on television, on prizes. But at one point, Cyril was tired of it, and he went into free swimming. It was then that the most interesting began.

Instead of an ordinary TV star, we saw the artist of Andergund, which Deutzl remained until his death.

When they say that with his death the era left, they mean the following: the zero finally died, the time when the underground and the elite were about the same. Oil money flowed to the river, still unusual oligarchs in chorus invited artists to corporate parties, in closed clubs for beautiful and elected danced to new fashion music, certainly not under Gazmanov. Hiphop became such music. All this was very reminiscent of the situation of the early 1980s. Remember the then "time machine"? It seems to be twisted on the radio, but they seem to be rock. That is, the most acute and interesting thing that was then. And underground, by the way. About the same situation, dezl fell into the same situation.

By the middle of the decade, he traveled around the world, grew the Jamaican Draides to the floor, changed the stage name to Le Truk and tried to turn the situation. It turned out. But its popularity fell at times. And most importantly, no one understood why he would sing on social topics: "I am writing instructions, I am preparing for the revolution." But after all, Bob Marley, the idol of dezla, not only sailed in the marijuan haze and pulled his viscous reggae with the lazy voice, but also called for compatriots: “Get up for your rights!”, “Get Up Stand Up For Your Right”. And it turned out that this music is about freedom, about freedom in the first place, and not about how to stretch more funny.

Decl lost views, lost popularity, but stubbornly bent his line. And not only on stage.

One of his last records on Twitter, this is the end of January, says: “I heard here one wise guy went to a tour of North America. But what about the orchestra of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Sobyanin and pension reform with the Rotenbergs? It is so cynical to sit on the first channel and drown for reproaches, while driving on tour to the states. The corporate identity of the Solovyevo-Kiselov school ... Well, I'm in Perm! "

“Babylon should be destroyed,” said the Jamaican migamans, referring to the world of consumption, profit, the world of white colonialists who do not spare the natives. Decl took this ideology seriously. He fundamentally did not adjoin the opposition and even more so to those in power. But this is not the all -conquering cynicism of the cord, here is another. By the way, Cyril did not go to speak in Crimea (this is still an acute topic that divides society into ours and not ours), although there were opportunities. I did not go fundamentally.

His last album “It doesn’t matter who is at the helm”, published in November last year, to put it mildly, did not cause excitement to the public. But this is one of his best works. And in the text, and musically. Perfectly verified arrangements, powerful feed. It can be seen that a person not only shouts all sorts of sharps about the world around him, but knows exactly what he wants. Each note is verified. And in the texts there is this:

“The organized crime group in the Kremlin, the organized crime group washes Lave, the FSB roofs, covers the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The hand washes his hand, but remains dirty. ”

And one more thing: “The usurpators are plan to milk us like cows forever, changing places. They do not need people, they need more slaves, in front of them so that we are repented. ”

Of course, this is naive. Soly, angry citizens write in social networks when they are faced with another injustice. But he was generally naive. What I thought, he said.

When he died, I began to read what was written about him, habitually waiting for dancing on the bones. We have, no matter how any celebrity will die, so at once the dances. But nothing of the kind happened. They remembered songs, recalled clips, concerts. Under one of his last posts, someone wrote in the comments, even as if surprised, kindly surprised: "But the guy was good."