Is it morally outdated? Into space!

The main music festival of the country is twenty years old. Why the "invasion" is still alive and why people go there

Someone at the words “twenty years ago” will recall the “successor” operation, the bombing of Yugoslavia and the appearance of a “living magazine”, and someone “invasion” festival, the main adventure of summer, and there are a lot of such people. A million, and maybe even two. 20 years - a step of generation. When they arrived at the festival for the first time, they were 18–20 each, and now forty and fifty. Thanks to his content and linapu, they became as it is.

The head will flush from how many things have happened over the years. Even if you are not distracted by politics and not spoil yourself a good mood, it still turns out more than enough. Facebook appeared, hipsters appeared and disappeared again, each several times managed to go to Turkey and Egypt, and the most fashionable to Prague and Budapest. Instagram appeared, the tenth iPhone appeared, and the ninth can already be thrown away. Women began to wear training with stripes, and clerks ride on scooters. Finally, Moscow was irreparably prettier.

The main musfest of the country is also rich in events. I was not too lazy and counted. “Night snipers” performed at the “invasion” 12 times, “Spleen”-14, this year the 15th. “Bi-2”-14. “NAIV”-12. “Pilot”-15. There are still eternal values!

Do you like the “invasion” or not, it depends on this: some believe that something needs to be changed, while others want to preserve time. This is in no way connected with patriotism or liberalism, just such a warehouse of thinking.

The zero was mothballed, became a brand, a way to live, and some have a symbol of faith, as before the USSR. Meanwhile, a parallel universe with another music, other festivals, completely different people, rebuilt. The only person, Evgeny Fedorov, the leader of the Tequilajazzz group, said this at the press conference, said this. Fedorov’s performance made me the effect of an exploding, finally bomb. I will give it almost completely, it looks like a manifesto:

“A generation has grown, which is absolutely not interested in the format presented here. People are engaged in actual art, sing actual songs in the actual language, and not just imitate the sound of groups that once were successful. I watched here several groups that deliberately imitate the previous generation of artists. This is a dead end, guys. I remember how the groups “polite refusal”, “Mission: Anticyclone” once made his debut, this gave the hope that Russian music would rise to world heights. And in the end, we came to two sulfates and three tributaries. Here you have the whole Russian rock.

No one wants to take risks, everyone is cowardly, they are afraid to frighten off the potential listener, they believe that, if you make it more complicated, the listener will no longer understand. And a catastrophic manner is affected by advertising departments, advertisers who say: “We can’t sell advertising between these two songs.” Well, do not sell and do not sell. And it turns out that advertising is more important.

We again leave for the kitchen, as in the seventies. One thing on TV, but the kitchen is completely different. Everyone is afraid that they will not give money that the EE center will come. Economic, political cowardice, and, as a result, cultural cowardice. ”

In fairness, it should be noted that at the “Invasion-2019” scene “Ultra”, where, although rarely, young musicians appeared with non-standard thinking.

But as soon as they played a couple of songs, the audience before the stage immediately contracted at times. Advertisers are right in their forecasts: the loot wins the muzlo, and not vice versa.

I do not want to offend good people who listen to Olga Kormukhin and Snipers and another. So once they loved the "Pesnyarov", so the girls shouted from the audience: "I want a child from" Leisya, song! " I had a comrade who was close to heart to the song “Earthlings” “Grass at the House”. “It's about me! He shouted. - About my whole life! I also do not dream of the roar of the cosmodrome! ” And, I swear, he pulled a shirt on his chest. Here is the same situation.

In the evening in the parking lot, we saw the “Zaporozhets”, a sleepy half -naked man got out of there and asked: “Guys, but“ Spleen ”did not play yet?” He arrived to hell knows where on his Zaporozhets, tired and went to bed, waiting for the set of his favorite group. Act, worthy of respect and sympathy.

Previously, it was generally interesting and fun here. Alena from the Fan Club of the Pilot group says: “I remember, there is a dude in a sleeping bag on the road. They try to drag him, and he is: "I am a caterpillar!" “And crawls back on the road.”

“Zaporozhets” here is an exception, not a rule. The weekend pranks like the Damned plow on sales, occupy serious posts, and once a year merge with nature, release their second and, perhaps, the only real I.

“He has a meeting on Monday, and today he is still running around the field,” says Lena from the same fan club.

Get in the face and lie in the mud is a particular pleasure. Many were traveling here here. But now there are still few real violent ones. “Less and fewer lifeless bodies on the sidelines,” says Lena. - The contingent, who behaved like this in 2004-2006, was generally overgrown with difficult age. All solid, behave calmly, civilized. ”

My Critic friend said: "And if there is no lead, why go there at all then?" Do not listen to music, really.

They explained to me why: relax from the current agenda.

Alena: "Shevchuk splashes his pain from the stage, but his set ends, and I don’t want this pain anymore."

Lena: “Even when there were tanks on the field, I did not notice them. They were not an eye for me in my eye or not to come to me. ”

Unwood Fedorov, when complaining of lack of relevance. There are few relevance here. “Then we have a year to laugh at our own jokes,” says Lena. So at school a trip to the pioneer camp was remembered for a whole year. So the men, gathered at the table, say: do you remember 2005, when I bought my first wheelbarrow? It was good time! Life has stopped, each of its even very weak trembling brings pain. Do not touch us, please. We don’t even want to thump and fight. We want everything to be as before - this is the only desire.

Yura from the Pravada group tells me:

“There is a feeling that everything in the country is a little obsolete, not only music. You go along the street, look people in the eyes and understand that this is a morally obsolete world, you need to change something. ”

Meanwhile, the change happened, an important change. This year, the “invasion” ceased to cooperate with the Ministry of Defense, he was replaced by Roscosmos. “The stars are romantic than tanks,” Aleksey Kortnev and other pacifist artists welcomed this change.

The notorious tanks served as a stumbling block and the reason for scandals for the last years. Either the journalists will write something sharp, then the group "Cockroaches!" The anti -war set will play, the young punks will arrange a boycott “Invasion” in protest. By the way, these pankov, groups “Porn films”, “Jorsh”, “Elysium”, Distemper, this year was not again at the festival, although the occasion seemed to be already shot. Dima Sokolov, the leader of Jorsha, wrote to me: “We are not particularly worried, there are many suggestions without it. The complete ignore from the “our radio”, and especially the album “Netputinazad” does not set up a dialogue with them. They live in their world, we are in our own. “Our radio”, and the radio as a whole has long lost a leading position. Artists with good material break through without them. ”

Only the tent of the field kitchen is now reminiscent of the Ministry of Defense, where the cooks are released as if front -line porridge to those who wish. And people in caps, occasionally falling on the field. The phrase “Invasion” goes into space! ”The new slogan of the festival!” Space forces are also troops, but let the aliens are not sorry, in the end. But a new attraction appeared: a direct broadcast of the launch of a rocket with a manned ship.

... I close my eyes and see how this whole world with its credit cars, beer festivals, overhead dreadlocks, aquagric and camouflage pants fly in a rocket on the ISS. The flame breaks out of the nozzle, the rocket roars, soars and after a few minutes only a pale trace remains in the sky. We still regret him, he had a lot of good things in addition to vulgarity and squalor. Just his time has passed. Only a pale mark remained.