The marginal postmodernist Psa died, and the club star was born. Last fall, during one of the performances, he shaved a bucket beard and replaced a bundle to a strict costume with a buffoonery quite definite. Then the Fioretti disc came out, and a terrible accusation fell on Korolenko - “sold”. Now, neither vulgarity, nor vulgarity, nor the mockery of Korolenkovo songs no longer amuse the picky intellectuals, but they are pleasing to the undemanding audience, which is also good for its own.