<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136</id><updated>2012-01-31T05:36:16.906+04:00</updated><category term='litva'/><category term='mp3'/><category term='music'/><category term='female'/><category term='zhenya borzykh'/><category term='OST'/><category term='ex-soviet'/><title type='text'>ex-Soviet Union Music</title><subtitle type='html'>ex-Soviet and modern Russian music</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-8924640507915839132</id><published>2010-03-14T22:19:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T15:15:22.323+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OST'/><title type='text'>Ivan Kaif</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.snob.ru/i/indoc//i/indoc/9d/rubric_issue_51932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 638px; height: 338px;" src="http://www.snob.ru/i/indoc//i/indoc/9d/rubric_issue_51932.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The song "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stirlitz"&gt;Stirlitz&lt;/a&gt;" belonged to the group "Ivan Kaif" was written in the 90's - but did not get a huge success. Today the famous film director Sergei Solovyov took this for the main theme of his new film "Classmates". Despite the fact that the song is about the soviet heroes Stirlitz  and his beloved radio operator Kate, it surprisingly turned out to be a theme correlated with moderm generation: "At the fourth month Radistka Kate wants some relations but there was no".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://narod.ru/disk/18754790000/ivan_kayf_-_shtirlic.mp3.html"&gt;ivan_kayf_-_shtirlic.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-8924640507915839132?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/8924640507915839132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=8924640507915839132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/8924640507915839132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/8924640507915839132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2010/03/ivan-kaif.html' title='Ivan Kaif'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-650727038638998988</id><published>2010-03-07T17:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:39:01.294+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Galya Chikiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s.afisha.ru/MediaStorage/18bb5a839f3c48158137af50bf88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 560px; height: 383px;" src="http://s.afisha.ru/MediaStorage/18bb5a839f3c48158137af50bf88.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(text from last.fm, photo afisha.ru)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chikiss has formed in the Summer of 2005 in a quiet resort town of Primorsk. It’s near the Finnish border, on the coast of Gulf of Finland. Against the background of beautiful nature two Sashas - band’s guitarist and drummer - have for ten years been recording their sound waves. The band has taken a certain shape in St. Petersburg at the home studio of keyboard player and singer Galya Chikiss who had first appeared in Primorsk in January 2005 to meet some like-minded people. Thus a new period in the life of all three has started. First they jammed at a historical early 20th century Lutheran church right on the Gulf’s shore; the rehearsal studio was right under the spire. Then they moved to St. Petersburg. The joint creative process has led to the creation of Chikiss band and provided a lot of fresh ideas to the legendary Primorsk-based experimental band 188910 (named after the town’s postcode) with which it shares members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chikiss is a colourful, beautiful and lively phenomenon in the Russian music scene. Not quite standard yet rather minimal lineup (voice, keyboards, rhythm section, guitar, reverberators), electronically specific sound of live instruments; varied scope of sounds - noise and ambient sketches alternate with dance rhythms and soul-warming outer space love lyrics. If comparisons are to be drawn, then the likes of Scala, Lali Puna, or Broadcast could be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.openspace.ru/m/audio/2009/12/14/chikiss-vesennaja2009.zip"&gt;Vesennyaya (Spring) 2009.zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cyberian.spb.ru/chikiss/chikiss%20musik/chikiss%20-%20autumn%20gold%20(2007).zip"&gt;Autumn gold 2009.zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My opinion: the music is "interesting" art object much more than "music". Enjoy experiments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-650727038638998988?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/650727038638998988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=650727038638998988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/650727038638998988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/650727038638998988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2010/03/galya-chikiss.html' title='Galya Chikiss'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-7430229749459806717</id><published>2009-10-19T18:08:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:13:34.074+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumiy Troll</title><content type='html'>it's not a frequent situation when russian artist releases album for export. &lt;br /&gt;we remember pop-stars like Valeria, Alsou, Dima Bilan -- none of them has succeed on foreign scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose Mumiy Troll would get the same result despite of his album is very interesting. It represents the style (and also lyrics) of one of the most popular rock bands in modern Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ELRXW06l3c/Stxz4zXZbeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WDLeqipVDzU/s1600-h/0_392aa_c8b1aa86_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ELRXW06l3c/Stxz4zXZbeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WDLeqipVDzU/s320/0_392aa_c8b1aa86_L.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394313873381223906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://narod.ru/disk/14280986000/Paradise%20Ahead%20EP%20(2009).rar.html"&gt;Paradise Ahead EP (2009).rar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-7430229749459806717?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/7430229749459806717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=7430229749459806717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/7430229749459806717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/7430229749459806717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2009/10/mumiy-troll.html' title='Mumiy Troll'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ELRXW06l3c/Stxz4zXZbeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WDLeqipVDzU/s72-c/0_392aa_c8b1aa86_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-8103849282355498017</id><published>2009-10-05T18:07:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:05:42.916+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabaret of Pierrot Insane</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img-fotki.yandex.ru/get/3714/tassekaffe.4f/0_38222_f25ba31_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my friend and singer Sergey Vasilyev told me about his plans of creating cabaret   "Pierrot Le Fou" (or "Piero Insane"), I was sceptically oriented thinking it's just a fun for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've mistaken: suddenly Cabaret became more popular in area of Moscow clubs than most of promoted new bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergey, the singer of Cabaret, is a "man with beautiful voice and big heart" as his website says. he created and proposed a travel into the world of his favorite music - the fierce romance, gramophone plates and illegal recordings... You can meet him in Moscow in the beginning of 20 century, in Buenos Aires of 30s, in snow-covered backyards and in prisons. His songs are used to be soundtracks for your love affairs and broken hearts. For the auditory of posh restaurants and degraded people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These songs were created by different people: Vertinsky, Izabella Yurieva, Carlos Gardel, Petr Leschenko, Arcadiy Severny etc. So the artist can turn into hero or clown or fool for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This music makes you swallow alcohol with tears, to laugh, to fall in love, to regret. What was the secret?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure, Pierrot Insane's music is not a fake after the great singers. He follows the tradition and his cabaret is more than just atmosphere of modern clubs. He penetrates into the tradition of lost theatre: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vsevolod_Meyerhold"&gt;Meyerhold&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bertolt_Brecht"&gt;Brecht&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_Blok"&gt;Blok&lt;/a&gt;. So every perfomance turns to a cultural phenomenon more than a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img-fotki.yandex.ru/get/3802/tassekaffe.4f/0_38220_7ebbdf9c_L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bezpiero.ru/files/Cabaret_de_Pierrot_le_Fou_Soundtrack1.zip"&gt;Cabaret_de_Pierrot_le_Fou_Soundtrack1&lt;/a&gt; // &lt;a href="http://www.bezpiero.ru/"&gt;bezpiero.ru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-8103849282355498017?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/8103849282355498017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=8103849282355498017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/8103849282355498017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/8103849282355498017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2009/10/cabaret-of-pierrot-insane.html' title='Cabaret of Pierrot Insane'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-2531704883861424594</id><published>2008-12-07T13:16:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:19:21.092+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zhenya borzykh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex-soviet'/><title type='text'>Zhenya Borzykh</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2867418259_26faa5ccc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's is unknown and popular as well. The secret is in quantity of her projects - actually I don't know which are serious and which are just her jokes. "Dsh!Dsh!", "ProgoninPesnyu", "ProgonimPlyasku", "Massa Kryma" (Mass of Crimea), "Band of vegetables", "Blue-eyed Japan" et cetera. Too many projects for one singer you'd say. NO. Zhenya is multi-talented and has the most original female voice I've heard for years. But... if you haven't pioneer background behind, it would hardly be recognized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Banish the Song" is a project full of naive art but charged with childish optimism mixed with adult sides of life. Better I'd offer to check out this line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...but we need to go to disco hurry up &lt;br /&gt;why are you muddling we can't be late&lt;br /&gt;the main thing is not to be drunk&lt;br /&gt;because my mommy would begin to slang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://narod.ru/disk/4070059000/zhenya-borzyh.rar.html"&gt;7 songs    17.67 mb &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-2531704883861424594?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/2531704883861424594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=2531704883861424594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/2531704883861424594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/2531704883861424594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2008/12/zhenya-borzykh.html' title='Zhenya Borzykh'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2867418259_26faa5ccc9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-1890343214903723295</id><published>2008-10-08T23:16:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:50:12.171+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanya Zykina</title><content type='html'>Tanya Zykina became famous without any traditional promotion (no musicvideos, no concerts, no millions of youtube clicks, no scandals, no tabloids). Typical story for end of 2000th (end? did I say it?) but untypical for his sort of music. &lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE everyone has lazyness and compares TZ with Zemfira that is another FAMOUS russian pop-rock star. But actually Tanya is absolutely another product. &lt;br /&gt;Her songs have unique easy melodies and refined poems - more refined that Zemfira's because of her brutal manner. Sometimes she sings about nice nonsences. Her songs don't contain thick layer of ideological mass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... you can't imagine: she sings &lt;a href="http://tanyazykina.ru/vodopadami.mp3"&gt;also about happiness&lt;/a&gt;. And her voice is shrill and fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img-fotki.yandex.ru/get/3102/tassekaffe.16/0_1d061_270cd07_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in Izhevsk, she worked at local radiostation as DJ then moved to Moscow several years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/28mjofs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://narod.ru/disk/3072851000/%D0%A2%D0%B0%D0%BD%D1%8F%20%D0%97%D1%8B%D0%BA%D0%B8%D0%BD%D0%B0.rar.html"&gt;124 mb of songs on narod.ru .rar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tanyazykina.ru/"&gt;tanyazykina.ru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-1890343214903723295?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/1890343214903723295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=1890343214903723295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/1890343214903723295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/1890343214903723295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2008/10/tanya-zykina.html' title='Tanya Zykina'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/28mjofs_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-2053627922696807234</id><published>2008-05-19T14:29:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:35:05.901+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='litva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female'/><title type='text'>Alina Orlova</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/rtesmf.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/download/1032421429bb5395/"&gt;Alina Orlova - Laukinis šuo dingo (2008).rar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-2053627922696807234?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/2053627922696807234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=2053627922696807234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/2053627922696807234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/2053627922696807234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2008/05/alina-orlova.html' title='Alina Orlova'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/rtesmf_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-8136985753595536961</id><published>2008-03-15T14:39:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:16:39.410+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Nalitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.peternalitch.ru/pix/nalitch_ikra.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned to be miracle from youtube.com with his fantastic "Gitarrr" Peter Nalitch used to establish new hero: macho from Balkans dashigly singing gypsy romances (those are not gypsy at all), tender romances (those are not romances at all) and some allusions to soviet bards (those are probably not). For several weeks russian clerks had no opportunity to see Nalitch somewhere except youtube window. Most of people thought of him as new star of gypsy punk but....&lt;br /&gt;Actually Peter Nalitch is 25-year old divorced moscow citizen with 1/4 part ob bosnian blood. His granfather from Bosnia was an opera singer. &lt;br /&gt;Peter Nalitch never goes far than his countryhouse ('dacha') and even doesn't have foreign passport. He used to study im Moscow Academie of Architecture famous for its musical traditions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peternalitch.ru/"&gt;peternalitch.ru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ifolder.ru/5744262"&gt;GItarrr.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ifolder.ru/5744328"&gt;Давай разведемся.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-8136985753595536961?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/8136985753595536961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=8136985753595536961' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/8136985753595536961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/8136985753595536961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2008/03/peter-nalitch.html' title='Peter Nalitch'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-116809386429436263</id><published>2007-01-06T17:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T17:38:28.583+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alla Pugacheva</title><content type='html'>Alla Pugacheva's second name is "Primadonna". Media call her by this theatrical name not only because of her songs but because of her status in soviet and post-soviet showbiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2v2gx1f.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.tinypic.com/30ibcic.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2s5zmmt.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was born in 1949 and was called after two great soviet actresses: Alla Tarasova and Alla Larionova. USSR was waking up after the ordeal of war, great housing and feeding problems. Soviet stars of war life (Lubov Orlova that was russian Merilin Monroe; Lydia Ruslanova, folk-singer; Valentina Serova, heroin if main poem of war time "Wait for me" written by Constantin Simonov) were on soviet Olympus. All these stars were loved by people. Then generation of 60th created their own stars ("bards" and sort of singers looked like foreign such as Editha Pieha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://informacia.ru/info/alla-unost.jpg" hspace=5 align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pugacheva's way for second name was long. She began to sing very early. The song "Robot" was created specially for radio program "Good morning" (you should see, in that time in USSR you couldn't find many radiostations). Only in 1966-67 she went on tour with &lt;i&gt;propaganda brigade &lt;/i&gt; from radiostation "Yunost" ("Youth"). They visited &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tyumen"&gt;Tyumen&lt;/a&gt;, old russian town in Siberia. Before Alla started solo career she worked with many ensembles and combos ("New Electron" (1969), "Moscow Sitizens" (1971), the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oleg_Lundstrem"&gt;Oleg Lundstrem&lt;/a&gt; Orchestra (1972-1973), "Happy Guys" (1974-1975). "Rythm" (1977-1980), "Recital" (since 1980)). She played in some movies ("Woman That Sings"). She was not only singer but composer but she hadn't put her name in final cue: she was there under name "Boris Gorbonos"). &lt;br /&gt;She won prize "Gold Orpheus" in 1975 with song "Arlekino". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music (from intelligent easy listening and romances to songs for masses)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Alla Pugacheva's songs became hits. Each postsoviet knows by heart her main songs (from cinema, tv or radio). Some of her songs disappeared without fame. It is normal way for every singer which had a long interesting way of climbing a showbiz ladder and sliding down. But Alla had never slid down: she WAS and IS main person on tv. It seems she have attacked all media like Lenin in 1917. &lt;br /&gt;But that time (in 70th and beginning of 80th) she only was seeking for her way. I can refer her early songs to &lt;i&gt;easy listening&lt;/i&gt; style. They are full of tenderness and melodic voice. Its content is often melancholic but melody is stylish and original. Of course it's about woman's destiny in the world with man's power and rules. "Lonely but not weak" is the motto of these songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 90th Alla Pugacheva had metamorphosed to "virago". Her image and style (in looking and music) became rough. Pompous marriage, divorce, relationships in family made her favourite herion of tabloids. Alla is very strong and energetic. Now she has power like men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy her early easy listening songs. No doubt she would never repeat them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alla Pugacheva &lt;a href="http://ifolder.ru/797690"&gt;Pesenka pro menya (Song About Me)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alla Pugacheva &lt;a href="http://ifolder.ru/797868"&gt;Zvezdnoe leto (Starry Summer)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alla Pugacheva &lt;a href="http://ifolder.ru/798007"&gt;Derzhi menya, solominka (Hold me, straw)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ren-tv.com/files/5800698734481e294be1a4/2alla.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ren-tv.com/files/20814281694481e3516f802/ALLA.avi"&gt;Pervoklassniki.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-116809386429436263?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/116809386429436263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=116809386429436263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116809386429436263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116809386429436263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2007/01/alla-pugacheva.html' title='Alla Pugacheva'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.tinypic.com/2v2gx1f_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-116653419535891163</id><published>2006-12-19T16:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T19:30:20.726+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowshow Video</title><content type='html'>I received many letters about Slava Snowshow. &lt;br /&gt;Now ou have a chance to download video. 2 shots were made in 80th on soviet tv. But internet made them international -) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://zviaguin.com/jpg/Polunin_telefon.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link is &lt;a href="http://zviaguin.livejournal.com/78529.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-116653419535891163?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/116653419535891163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=116653419535891163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116653419535891163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116653419535891163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/12/snowshow-video.html' title='Snowshow Video'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-116462483414358947</id><published>2006-11-27T13:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T03:32:37.303+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Natalia Medvedeva</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2r22khc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalia Medvedeva was an actor, a model, a writer and a singer who performed with punk bands like "Tribunal", "Korrozia Metalla" and "Hyj Zabej". In 16 she moved to America after her first husband and began her career singing romances in the bars of Sunset Beach. Unlike most people who supported punk ideology, she took serious lessons of singing in New York conservatory. Then she married &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Limonov"&gt;Eduard Limonov&lt;/a&gt;, a marginal anti soviet writer and a radical politician, who set in prison for some years because of his books and social activity. Together they moved to France, where Natalia wrote articles for french magazines which spotted and mocked bohemian traits of life. When she came back to Russia, she felt a cultural shock meeting true soviet people and this resulted in her songs. Medvedeva was well read and highly intellectual, that's why her lyrics (as well as her books) criticize stereotypes, primitive desires and ways of thinking in a sincere, decadent and sometimes ironical way and praise true love which is not easy to find among of this all. In 1994 she recorded her most famous and radical album  "Tribunal" by Natalia Medvedeva  (the title speaks for itself). Natalia was one of the brightest stars on russian female underground stage. Maybe she can be compared to Lydia Lynch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her songs make me start thinking of the meaning of life. Tragic frustrated melancholy tones of her voice drive me into sad and philosophical mood. Sometimes I feel like it's my elder sister talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(written by new ex-soviet music editor &lt;b&gt;Panda_on_Snow&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can add that I made Medvedeva's acquaintance in the end of 90th with her book "And they had passion.." (&lt;a href="http://nbp-info.com/new/lib/med_strast/index.html"&gt;text in russian&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://nbp-info.com/new/lib/med_strast/str.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book described relationship between young woman and writer (prototypes are certainly Natalia and Eduard Limonov). That times I was shocked with some cruelty and radicalism of this woman: it seemed she lived in revolution every day. And maybe it was. Limonov in one of his book said that Natalia's death was something like regularity: she died in the of 44 in quiet dream. In February 3, 2003. &lt;br /&gt;And revolution was over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose punk wasn't best music style for Medvedeva's charisma and voice that were optimally for chanson songs. But punk was in her soul like protest against soviet life. She tried to get rid of soviet rules and lifestyle all her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by terless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.music.lib.ru/mp3/n//natalija_g_m/natalija_g_m-k_soroka_godam_u_barbi-2.mp3"&gt;К сорока годам у Барби | By 40 Barbie has.mp3 (poem in rus)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.music.lib.ru/mp3/n//natalija_g_m/natalija_g_m-para_gnedih_para_gnedyh-2.mp3"&gt;Пара гнедых | Couple of bay horses.mp3 (romance)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.music.lib.ru/mp3/n//natalija_g_m/natalija_g_m-singapur-2.mp3"&gt;Singapur.mp3 (romance)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.lib.ru/n/natalija_g_m/"&gt;more music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-116462483414358947?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/116462483414358947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=116462483414358947' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116462483414358947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116462483414358947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/11/natalia-medvedeva.html' title='Natalia Medvedeva'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/2r22khc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-116427658779857614</id><published>2006-11-23T12:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T13:09:47.813+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Poppins | Natalia Andreychenko</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.mk.ru/numbers/2179/p-9-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_poppins"&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;/a&gt; is the central character in a series of children's books written by P. L. Travers and illustrated by Mary Shepard, which were subsequently adapted for film and for the stage.&lt;br /&gt;In russian version ("Mary Poppins, Goodbye" 1983 (sic! year om my birth:) english nanny Mary Poppins was positioned as Lady Perfection. That was true. Miss Poppins weared only high-quality clothes, had stylish hats, spoke without ugly words - she was reaaly perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Mary wasn't first role of young actress Natalia Andreychenko. She was rather famous in Soviet Union (after "Siberiada" by Andron Konchalovsky for example) but "Mary..." made her heroin of all soviet and post-soviet children. &lt;br /&gt;Soundtrack for "Mary Poppins, Goodbye" was created by Natalia Andreychenko's husband, composer Maxim Dunaevskiy. Some traditions of musical mixed with some soviet melodies fixed on funny and smart texts. Soundtrack became Mister Perfection in this story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/15lk03"&gt;Mary Poppins, Goodbye! (1983) OST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-116427658779857614?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/116427658779857614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=116427658779857614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116427658779857614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116427658779857614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/11/mary-poppins-natalia-andreychenko.html' title='Mary Poppins | Natalia Andreychenko'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-116401591692331781</id><published>2006-11-20T12:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T20:55:45.956+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Olga Rozhdestvenskaya &amp; Moscow Grooves Institute</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.m-g-i.com/img/olf/olf.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olga is heroin of my coincidences. &lt;br /&gt;First time I heard her voice some years ago but didn't know whose voice it was. It was stylish, romantic but modern and smart. I thought: maybe it was Irina Bogushevskaya? No!&lt;br /&gt;Some days ago I had a big scandal with production department and producer gave me Olga's songs to hear - "Wow" - I said - "I know her and... don't know her". &lt;br /&gt;Then I told to my friend: "You know the song I'm humming?" - "Your murmurs are not like melody, you see" - he answered. "It's Olga Rozhdestvenskaya, so you know?" - "I know. Once I fell from stairs with her"... &lt;br /&gt;I found picture that made me envy: Olga has beautiful voice and she's very beautiful herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://electrokids.org/img/olgamgi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kushnir.ru/about.php?a=see_and_listen"&gt;Чрезвычайно изобретательный электронный саунд легко оплетает небесный голос, поющий до боли знакомые слова «На заре ты ее не буди…», «Где же ты моя Сулико…»."&lt;/a&gt; -- i can't translate this extraordinary phrase. Let it be magic secret for foreigners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my english is bad, bad, bad...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://ifolder.ru/471112"&gt;Les chrysanthemes [ 2002 mix ] .mp3&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/4107765/MGI-and-OlgaNoel.rar.html"&gt;"Na zare" whole album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-116401591692331781?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/116401591692331781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=116401591692331781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116401591692331781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116401591692331781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/11/olga-rozhdestvenskaya-moscow-grooves.html' title='Olga Rozhdestvenskaya &amp; Moscow Grooves Institute'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-116325728895989563</id><published>2006-11-11T17:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T18:03:17.793+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Valery Zubkov</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.aif.ru/data/mags/longliver/24/pics/12_01_02.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Movie "Tsygan" ("Gipsy") was created in 1979. Actress Clara Lutchko was popular in Soviet Union but after "Tsygan" release she became the most popular actress in USSR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music for this film wrote Valery Zubkov. I haven't found any information about this talented composer. I'll describe track: this is lyric composition made in soviet soundtrack tradition. It makes heart ache and tears closer. It's romantic. And if you don't know "Tsygan"'s fabula you'll see "meeting" anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ifolder.ru/425577"&gt;Valery Zubkov - Vstrecha (Meeting).mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-116325728895989563?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/116325728895989563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=116325728895989563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116325728895989563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116325728895989563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/11/valery-zubkov.html' title='Valery Zubkov'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-116066571873649428</id><published>2006-10-12T18:48:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T17:15:26.376+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyudmila Senchina</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://smena.ru/news/2004/10/15/4012/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of Lyudmila Senchina wasn't among first names of soviet showbusiness. But her name was always in warm aura that was in all her songs.&lt;br /&gt;Some country themes, some simple melodies, some ordinary objects created very emotional feelings of warmness and lyrics. Her songs were not glamour like Edita Pieha's. They were not simple and funny like Aida Vedischeva's songs. Senchina found her own way to show song: she tried to sing melodie more than text (as it seems to me) that wasn't in russian music tradition at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is real easy listening from Soviet Union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ifolder.ru/270324"&gt;Polevie tsvety.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-116066571873649428?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/116066571873649428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=116066571873649428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116066571873649428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/116066571873649428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/10/lyudmila-senchina.html' title='Lyudmila Senchina'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-115842056250100038</id><published>2006-09-16T19:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:14:35.466+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Katya Chilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.last.fm/proposedimages/original/6/10371665/163377.jpg" align=right hspace=5&gt;The nonconformist of the Ukrainian music, the singer destroying all of representation about a format. A voice of the siren is forcing to forget about all things, unique beautiful face, the fantastic character and child's frankness. All this about Katya Chilly. Katya is one of the brightest phenomena of the Ukrainian music. Arguments in favour of this statement? First, originality of a genre in which the singer works. Her scenic image and vocal talant as well give us total rights to consider unprecedented phenomenon in Ukrainian music and World music.&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible to compare Katya Chilly with other singers.. she is unique.&lt;br /&gt;This music is "world" but not only: her songs are beyond any directions. Like mantras with electronic style.&lt;br /&gt;In the summer of 2005 Katya and Ukranian records have released a single «Півні». Russian and Ukrainian DJs worked with Katya: Tka4 (Kiev), Evgenie Arsentyev (Moscow), DJ Lemon (Kiev), Professor Moriarti (Moscow), LP (Kaliningrad) (&lt;a href="http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/06/lp.html"&gt;I wrote about LP by the way&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;Restoring an archaic ethnic material, Katya Chilly gives it(him) unique modern interpretation. So finds a new embodiment a musical soul of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/43yl0m"&gt;Я - молодая | i am young.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/aqkvkl"&gt;Крашен вечер | beautiful evening.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-115842056250100038?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/115842056250100038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=115842056250100038' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/115842056250100038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/115842056250100038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/09/katya-chilly.html' title='Katya Chilly'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-115788412462471330</id><published>2006-09-10T14:24:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T04:54:16.310+04:00</updated><title type='text'>beginning of 90th</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.kombinacia.ru/img/cd3.gif" hspace=3 align=left&gt; Beginning of 90th in ex-soviet countries was full of music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kombinacia.ru/"&gt;Combinacia&lt;/a&gt; with songs about &lt;a href="http://lofi.mp3express.ru/30966.mp3"&gt;American boy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lofi.mp3express.ru/30962.mp3"&gt;Accountant&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lofi.mp3express.ru/30936.mp3"&gt;2 pieces of wurst lie on your table&lt;/a&gt;.Bogdan Titomir with his "&lt;a href="http://www.titomir.ru/music/hi/5_Hi_sex.mp3"&gt;Sex machine&lt;/a&gt;" and "&lt;a href="http://www.titomir.ru/music/hi/1_Hi_delay.mp3"&gt;Do like me&lt;/a&gt;". "Do like me" - it was actual appeal for perplexed soviet people especially young. They were ready to go by Titomir's slogan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Car-Man &lt;a href="http://www.zaycev.net/pages/93/9351.shtml"&gt;London, goodbye&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...Also Cabaret-Duet Academia &lt;a href="http://www.zaycev.net/pages/310/31092.shtml"&gt;Za pivom&lt;/a&gt; - music not for youth but for typical adults. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian pop music of that time was comic a bit. On one hand it tried to copy modern american and european style, on other hand there were a lot of themes to be sing about: "American boy, i'll go with you", "2 pieces of wurst lie on table, you told me fairy-tales but I didn't believe you". The texts described rich world and ordinary soviet boys and girls had to choose: to be rich and illegal or to be poor and patriotic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://lofi.mp3express.ru/28700.mp3"&gt;I love military men, handsome and big, and also like cool ones and other businesslike guys...&lt;/a&gt;" - in all aspects she loved bandits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.avtoradio.ru/a_php/ESGallery/pgallery/group/63/b_2088.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Sergey Lemokh | Car-Man&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-115788412462471330?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/115788412462471330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=115788412462471330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/115788412462471330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/115788412462471330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/09/beginning-of-90th.html' title='beginning of 90th'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-115601472571444846</id><published>2006-08-19T22:41:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T03:46:14.083+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulat Okudzhava</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.world-art.ru/img/people/30000/25890.jpg" hspace=5 align="left"&gt;Bulat Shalvovich Okudzhava was one of the founders of the Russian genre called "author's song" (avtorskaya pesnya). He was born in Moscow and died in Paris. He was the creator of about 200 songs, set to his own poetry. His songs are a mixture of Russian poetic and folksong tradition and the French chansonnier style represented by such contemporaries of Okudzhava as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Georges_Brassens"&gt;Georges Brassens&lt;/a&gt;. Though his songs were never overtly political (in contrast to those of some of his fellow "bards"), the freshness and independence of Okudzhava's artistic voice presented a subtle challenge to Soviet cultural authorities, who were thus hesitant for many years to give official sanction to Okudzhava as a singer-songwriter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulat Okudzhava was born in Moscow on 9 May 1924 into a family of communists who had come from Tbilisi, the capital of Georgia, for study and work connected with the Communist Party. Son of a Georgian father and an Armenian mother, Bulat Okudzhava spoke and wrote only in Russian. This was because his mother, who spoke Georgian, Azeri, and of course Armenian, had always requested that everyone who came to visit her house "Please, speak the language of Lenin - Russian". His father, a high Communist Party member from Georgia, was arrested in 1937 during the Great Purge and executed as a German spy on the basis of a false accusation. His mother was also arrested and spent 18 years in the prison camps of the Gulag (1937-1955). Bulat Okudzhava returned to Tbilisi and lived there with relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1941, at the age of 17, one year before his scheduled school graduation, he volunteered for the Red Army infantry and from 1942 participated in the war with  Germany. With the end of the Second World War, after his discharge from the service in 1945, he returned to Tbilisi where he passed his high school graduation tests and enrolled in Tbilisi State University, graduating in 1950. After graduating the university he worked as a teacher - first in a rural school in the village of Shamordino in Kaluga district, later in the city of Kaluga itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1956, after the death of Stalin, Okudzhava returned to Moscow, where he worked first as an editor in the publishing house Molodaya Gvardiya ("Young Guard"), and later as the head of the poetry division at the most prominent national literary weekly in the former USSR, Literaturnaya Gazeta ("Literary Gazette"). It was then, in the middle of the 1950s, that he began to compose songs and to perform them, accompanying himself on the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon he was giving concerts. He only employed a few chords and had no formal training in music, but he possessed an exceptional melodic gift, and the intelligent lyrics of his songs blended perfectly with his music and his voice. His songs were praised by his friends and amateur recordings were made. These unofficial recordings were widely copied and spread across the country, where other young people picked up guitars and started singing the songs for themselves. In 1969 his lyrics appeared in the classic Soviet film "White Sun of the Desert".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.admobl.kaluga.ru/New/Gr_peopl/bulat.jpg" hspace=5 align=right&gt;Though Okudzhava's songs were not published by any official media organization until the late 1970s, they quickly achieved enormous popularity (especially among the intelligentsia) - mainly in the USSR at first, but soon among Russian-speakers in other countries as well. Vladimir Nabokov, for example, cited his Sentimental March in the novel Ada or Ardor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okudzhava, however, regarded himself primarily as a poet and treated his musical recordings as insignificant. During the 1980s, he also published much prose (his novel The Show is Over won him the Russian Booker Prize in 1994 ). By the 1980s, recordings of Okudzhava performing his songs finally began to be officially released in the Soviet Union, and many volumes of his poetry appeared separately. In 1991, he was awarded the USSR State Prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okudzhava died in Paris on 12 June 1997, and is buried in the Vagankovo Cemetery in Moscow. A monument marks the building at 43 Arbat Street where he lived. His dacha in Peredelkino is open to the public as a museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bards.pp.ru/Bulat/brme/1/01_Pesenka_ob_Arbate.mp3"&gt;Pesenka ob Arbate.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bards.pp.ru/Bulat/brme/1/27_Chasovye_lubvi.mp3"&gt;Chasovie lubvi.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-115601472571444846?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/115601472571444846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=115601472571444846' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/115601472571444846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/115601472571444846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/08/bulat-okudzhava_19.html' title='Bulat Okudzhava'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-114880973361570345</id><published>2006-05-28T13:47:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T14:58:53.593+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgian Legend (Erisioni)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.chinaculture.org/img/2006-01/04/xinsrc_010103040851709131484.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I found "Gandagana"-song occasionally but the magic music impressed me very much. "Georgian Legend" is modern export version of georgian folk music. Music is set on producing platform with some reasons: to keep and promote georgian culture, to earn money and to show the world former soviets can make cool show. &lt;br /&gt;From the site: &lt;br /&gt;"1999. During a performance in Tbilisi, Georgia by the Georgian National Ensemble "Erisioni", Jim Lowe and Pascal Jourdan discover a country, a soul, and a culture enriched by centuries of history. Amazed by the immense talent of these dancers, singers and musicians, they decide to introduce this jewel to the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000. The first version of the show, then called "The Legend of Tamar," tours in the United States. American critics hail the production as "sensational" (The Los Angeles Times), "spectacular" (The New York Times), and "a feast of riches for eye and ear" (The New York Post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.georgianlegend.com/img/sp11.jpg"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001-2002. GEORGIAN LEGEND debuts in Europe, with acclaimed performances in legendary Parisian venues such as the Palais des Sports and the Palais des Congres and a tour through France, Switzerland and Belgium in April 2002. With an audience of 150,000 and 100,000 CDs sold in few months, the success of Georgian Legend is only beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003. GEORGIAN LEGEND is the meeting between the Georgian people and the Western world. Consummate production values of technique, sound, light and staging showcase the performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEORGIAN LEGEND is composed of breathtaking Georgian artists -- men, women and children (between 8 and 11 years old) -- who collaborated with four European musicians for a mixing of cultures and musical influences. It is also breathtaking jumps, saber fights, dizzying waltz, technical prowess, moving choirs, and stirring musical composition and conduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEORGIAN LEGEND is about love and work, about invasions, wars and victories, about the pride and courage of a proud people of the Caucasus who, throughout centuries, have retained their own identity. The dancers are terpsichorean athletes, the only dancers in the world able to dance on toepoint while wearing supple leather ballet slippers. The height of their jumps, the variety, the rapidity and the synchronism of their movements are an astonishment of power and precision. The gracious and courteous ballerinas seem to glide on the stage, smiling and diaphanous. Despite their youth, the children have reached an impressive level of artistic rigor and maturity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the legends from Georgia come together in a performance that you and your family will never forget."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irakli.ru/music/Georgian_Legend-Gandagana.mp3"&gt;Gandagana.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-114880973361570345?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/114880973361570345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=114880973361570345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114880973361570345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114880973361570345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/05/georgian-legend-erisioni_28.html' title='Georgian Legend (Erisioni)'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-114743017430808986</id><published>2006-05-12T14:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:50:39.226+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dina Vyerny (Verni)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.last.fm/proposedimages/sidebar/6/10061707/86141.jpg" hspace=5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real name is something like "Vernikova" (as says Miroslav Nemirov in his &lt;a href="http://www.blatata.com/pers/verni.htm"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;). She was born in 1919 and left Motherland with parend while social war. In 15 y.o. she met &lt;a href="http://aristide-maillol.area51.ipupdater.com/"&gt;Aristid Maillol&lt;/a&gt;, French Catalan sculptor and painter. Maillol was 73. Dina became his young nimphet muse. She was acquainted with Matisse and Picasso. &lt;br /&gt;After Maillol's death she turned his alone heiress - he bequeathed her all his collections, gallery and so on. &lt;br /&gt;Dina Verni's songs appeared in 70th in USSR. Of course it was illegal. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows why Dina decided to sing thieves' slang songs - songs of Goulag she had never been in. Many russian fans think she sang her own experience but it's mistake. &lt;br /&gt;Dina appeared in Moscow only in 1959. Stalin was dead but USSR was still a very strong communistic country. Many creative people came back from Goulag camps. &lt;a href="http://www.yuz.ru/"&gt;Yuz Aleshkovskiy&lt;/a&gt; wrote song "Okurochek" ("cigarette butt")... There were Alexander Galich and Bulath Ocudzhava... &lt;br /&gt;Moscow impressed Dina Verni very much. But her imressions were negative. She got used to chic french salons. No liberty, no official art - she decided not to come back in USSR. &lt;br /&gt;But sh decided to create new collection - collection of russian chanson songs. Afraid of KGB she had to learn all the songs by heart. And she did it: 24 songs were got abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://audio.tenango.org/exsovmu/Dina_Vierny-Chants_du_Goulag-01_When_We_Met.mp3"&gt;When we met&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://audio.tenango.org/exsovmu/Dina_Vierny-Chants_du_Goulag-03_Dont_Wait_For_Me_Mama.mp3"&gt;Don't wait for me mama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://audio.tenango.org/exsovmu/Dina_Vierny-Chants_du_Goulag-02_The_New_Suit.mp3"&gt;The new suit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-114743017430808986?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/114743017430808986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=114743017430808986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114743017430808986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114743017430808986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/05/dina-vyerny-verni.html' title='Dina Vyerny (Verni)'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-114708246277442937</id><published>2006-05-08T13:59:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T15:59:22.886+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Блестящие | Shining</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://oboi.babr.ru/photo/2/44/mid_bl3.jpg" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their start was in 1997. VJ's of MTV channel were smiling darkly while presenting some shots from music video. &lt;br /&gt;Band "Shining" consisted of 3 beautiful girls: Olga, Polina and Varvara (then - Olga, Irina and Zhanna). Their music had function of a special bridge between pop music and club culture. They said something like: if you have no money for expensive moscow clubs and you would never pass ordinary facecontrol, you could be bright and you could dance all the same! &lt;br /&gt;Girls were the heroins of new teen magazine "COOL" and soon Russia went mad about "Shining". &lt;br /&gt;But russian showbusiness is a stupid thing like moss: soon "Shining" became a typical pop group: no dances, no clubs - only tits and shining lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://slil.ru/22743610"&gt;Tam, tol'ko tam - There, only there (1997)&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/20083644/Blestyashie_Tam_Tol_ko_Tam.mp3.html"&gt;rapidshare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-114708246277442937?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/114708246277442937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=114708246277442937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114708246277442937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114708246277442937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/05/shining.html' title='Блестящие | Shining'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-114344971897145906</id><published>2006-03-27T12:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T12:55:18.983+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic games 1980</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://pakhmutova.ru/images/olymp.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;XXII Summer Olympic Games placed in Moscow in 1980. The symbol was Olympic Bear painted by talented soviet artist Victor Chizhikov. &lt;br /&gt;Because of antagonism between NATO and Warshav pact countries there were no american sportsmen. Answer was boycott by USSR friendly countries to XXIII summer Olumpic games in Los Angeles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hymn of Moscow olympic games written by Alexandra Pakhmutova and Nikolay Dobronravov was popular many years after competitions. The Bear flew up stadium and was flying above Moscow. &lt;br /&gt;Then he fell on Vorobyevy hills. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davno.ru/posters/collections/olimpiada80/"&gt;posters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pakhmutova.ru/mp3/do_svida.mp3"&gt;Александра Пахмутова, Николай Добронравов - До свидания, Москва! (До свидания, наш ласковый Мишка!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-114344971897145906?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/114344971897145906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=114344971897145906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114344971897145906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114344971897145906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/03/olympic-games-1980.html' title='Olympic games 1980'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-114320885742058456</id><published>2006-03-24T17:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T20:30:56.373+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aida Vedischeva</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/s48dat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/s48eo7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aida Vedischeva is a legend of soviet scene. For 25 years already she lives in Los Angeles. Now her scenic name is "Amazing Aida" but it hardly to dream her in american charts - soviet star of 60th. &lt;br /&gt;In 1967 young girl from Irkutsk became a superstar. Her LP "Song about bears" was sold in 7,000,000 copies. &lt;br /&gt;Her songs are very simple. She tells beautiful stories about human relations you could imagine at every soviet factory or kolkhoz. She's happy in spring and sad in autumn. It's real easy-listening as easy life at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.net/file/351738"&gt;Naydi menya | Find me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.net/file/351874"&gt;Dorozhnaya | Road song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.net/file/351875"&gt;Gololed | ice-crusted ground&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-114320885742058456?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/114320885742058456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=114320885742058456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114320885742058456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114320885742058456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/03/aida-vedischeva.html' title='Aida Vedischeva'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1.tinypic.com/s48dat_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-114320652206009096</id><published>2006-03-24T16:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T14:23:39.953+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Slava's Snowshow</title><content type='html'>A man is standing on scene. He holds in hands enormous air telephone. He should make fun but he's sad. And all ex-Soviet Union likes him. &lt;br /&gt;His name is &lt;a href="http://www.slavasnowshow.com/"&gt;Slava Polunin&lt;/a&gt; and he has his own show called Snow Show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.potrebitel.co.il/Potrebitel_graphics/Topic/nejnoe_show.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Tallmer, &lt;a href="http://www.thevillager.com"&gt;The Villager&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;"Slava’s balloons work better than those at the Democratic Convention. They’re also bigger — just this side of Zeppelins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They rain down on stage and audience as Slava and his colleagues are taking their bows during the huge (dry) snowstorm that ends “Slava’s Snowshow” — at least they did in the video from Paris that preceded the Russian mime and his company’s August 24 arrival at the Union Square Theatre on East 17th Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slava is the one in the da-glo egg-yellow bathrobe and big furry brick-red carpet slippers. During the show he may or may not hang himself, may or may not be pierced with arrows like Saint Sebastian, may or may not dance with a mannequin, may or may not get himself enmeshed in a giant spider web of gauze, may or may not don a top hat as smokestack and tootle around like a choo-choo train. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The show is constantly changing,” he said some days ago from his and his wife’s house outside Paris. “So is the troupe. It’s full-time improvisation. Often we don’t know who plays which role until we get to the theater.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A translator, on the line here in New York, put all this into English. But Slava understood. When she, the translator, was conveying Slava’s encapsulation of what he does as “a combination of metaphysics, tragedy, and comedy,” the snowman broke in (in Russian) with: “ . . . and poetry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame it all on Charlie Chaplin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the largest and fiercest tank battles of World War II took place in the Orel-Novosil area in 1943. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slava Polunin, whose parents were “in commerce” — sales clerks in a toy store — was born in Novosil, “a little village 60 kilometers from the city,” on June 12, 1950. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In 1960, when I was 10 years old, I was watching on television the movie ‘The Kid’ [Charlie Chaplin, Jackie Coogan, 1916]. My mother came into the room and turned it off. I cried till morning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, in his 20s, Slava would get to think that Buster Keaton was an even greater silent-film actor, in short, a mime, than Chaplin, but in any event the damage had been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When I was 12 years old I started performing, first with friends, then in school, then to the big city, and then in 1967, when I was 17, I decided to leave my little village and go off to mime school [instead of the family’s aim for him, engineering school] in St. Petersburg.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A famous movie, “Les Enfants du Paradis,” had already (1945) established the primacy of Etienne Decroux and Jean-Louis Barrault in the universe of mime, and Marcel Marceau was soon to walk in their tracks (leaning against the wind, which Slava, mercifully, does not do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“French pantomime and English pantomime were the second stage of my education,” he says over that phone line. “The third stage was folk art and commedia dell’arte and jester [perhaps a mistranslation of ‘gesture’?]. And the fourth stage was the avant-garde of Artaud and Tina Bausch and Robert Wilson.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underlying the whole gestalt is, he said, the ancient Slavic skoromokhi, a performance broth of clowns, minstrels, mummers, buffoons, dancers, puppeteers, magicians, songmakers, tale-tellers, and animal acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slava founded his first mime troupe, Litsedei, in 1978; would lead it around Europe in what he called the Mir (Peace Caravan) for six months in 1989. By the 1990s he felt the need of a refresher course in up-to-date clowning, so he spent two years touring with Cirque du Soleil, including a hitch in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Slava’s Snowshow” came out of all that with a hit London booking in 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His travels have left him, he says, “well versed in global show culture,” not least the culture of the Blue Man Group and the brilliant fool-mooning of Bill Irwin and David Shiner, witnessed three years ago in Moscow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about that rope — the one sad-eyed Slava loops around his neck at the beginning of the show, only to haul a fellow mime in by it from the wings. More than a little touch of “Waiting for Godot,” it might be thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well,” says Slava Polunin, “I adore Beckett, but I do not subscribe to his philosophy, which is that of impasse. Mine is of joy and happiness, even if tragedy is also a crucial element. A lot of my shows are actually conceived as counter-Beckett.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.partisan.co.il/images/steps/polunin_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counter-Beckett and counter-disaster. He has entertained in Kiev during and just after the Chernobyl nuclear wipeout, when all other theaters in the vicinity were closed; in Moscow, during the Czechen takeover of the Dubrovka Theater that left 129 people dead; in Berlin, outdoors, at the Wall, when the Wall was coming down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, at Union Square, someone a bit smaller than Slava comes out on stage holding a fish in her hand, that’ll be his wife Lena Ushakova. Their son Ivan is an actor; their son Dmitri is a technician. It’s all in the family, or, as they say in Novosil, snow news is good news."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Canary is the main theme in SnowShow. Then and now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.net/file/351600"&gt;Fiorino - Blue canary.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.net/file/351677"&gt;Jorge Ben - Mas Que Nada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE! TRY TO DOWLOAD - I'M TRYNING BADONGO HOST -) THNX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-114320652206009096?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/114320652206009096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=114320652206009096' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114320652206009096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114320652206009096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/03/slavas-snowshow.html' title='Slava&apos;s Snowshow'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-114061785542992159</id><published>2006-02-22T17:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T15:37:54.430+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrey Petrov | Autumn maraphon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.rg.ru/img/content/3/17/15/film.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0079679/"&gt;Movie&lt;/a&gt; is about 25 years, main hero is about 45. All the time he runs maraphon without end from one woman to another one. Also he helps third woman and sees forth off (his daughter). Andrey Buzykin is not easy rider, inside out, he loves only one woman but his love happened twice at the same time.  As is often the case.&lt;br /&gt;Music to this film was created by genius &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0678157/"&gt;Andrey Petrov&lt;/a&gt;. Melody lyrics is in fusion with tragicomic film. It makes lighter dark things and darker lights ones. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Some days ago Andrey Petrov died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://audio.tenango.org/exsovmu/Osenniy_Marafon_OST_-_Piesa.mp3"&gt;Autumn Maraphon Piesa.mp3&lt;/a&gt; (thanks to plesiosaur de champlain for host)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-114061785542992159?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/114061785542992159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=114061785542992159' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114061785542992159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/114061785542992159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/02/andrey-petrov-autumn-maraphon.html' title='Andrey Petrov | Autumn maraphon'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-113956083991529372</id><published>2006-02-10T11:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T01:40:36.476+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friends! i like this blog and it's my child of course so I don't want to lose it. Moreover I know my english is not so good as i want it to be. &lt;br /&gt;soooooo... there is problem with mp3 hosting. &lt;br /&gt;blog will be alive if someone gives me small host place. Because i found good rus-eng translators and a lot of music as well -) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours, &lt;br /&gt;Tanya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-113956083991529372?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/113956083991529372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=113956083991529372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/113956083991529372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/113956083991529372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2006/02/friends-i-like-this-blog-and-its-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-113284638518125210</id><published>2005-11-24T18:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:18:26.606+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikael Tariverdiev</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://tariverdiev.ru/Images/Pic-big/arc012.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian composer Mikael Tariverdiev is known as soundtrack author for 130 movies such as "Seventeen Moments of Spring",  "Irony of Fate" etc. &lt;br /&gt;Professionals say his music has its own face and could be recognized from first tacts. He could create music in every "academical" genre - music for cinema, theatre, opera or romance. Original intonation and beautiful voice were the main treats of his music. And he always tried to develop himself, everytime he set new tasks and found new ways of solutions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was really great composer with deep music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s39.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=33AP57IWN341X3QDFBQMQTIB6Y"&gt;Vospominania (from "Olga Sergeevna")&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s39.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0EZLJ1YZ0CRNI2794BLD9G25WC"&gt;Vozvraschenie nadezhdy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-113284638518125210?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/113284638518125210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=113284638518125210' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/113284638518125210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/113284638518125210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/11/mikael-tariverdiev.html' title='Mikael Tariverdiev'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-113112750321786354</id><published>2005-11-04T21:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T03:57:02.776+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuktovy Kefir | Fruit Kefir</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.5nizza.ru/photos/news/fk1.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They define band music style as jazz-punk or funk-punk with some grunge and hardcore. But mostly it doesn't matter. The main is songs that can amaze you every time. &lt;br /&gt;I heard their song 'Pruzhinka' (springy) about lost doggy some years ago in tv program 'Kitchen' then I tried to find album with no success and know I'm happy downloading some songs today and wish you to do the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newside.narod.ru/audio/f_kefir_first_album/f_kefir_first_album_files/wma/04_-_prujinka_-pesn_poterjavshego_sobaku-.wma"&gt;Pruzhinka.wma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.f-kefir.narod.ru/media/track04.mp3"&gt;Грущу.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newside.narod.ru/audio/f_kefir_first_album/"&gt;First Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=frukt_kefir"&gt;lj&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://fkefir.ru/"&gt;fkefir.ru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-113112750321786354?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/113112750321786354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=113112750321786354' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/113112750321786354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/113112750321786354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/11/fuktovy-kefir-fruit-kefir.html' title='Fuktovy Kefir | Fruit Kefir'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-112159300907950964</id><published>2005-07-17T13:35:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T13:36:49.086+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Masskva</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.realmusic.ru/media/bandimg/1/17661.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lera Masskva (name she took after joke at Moscow sitizen accent) was born in New Urengoy, little north town where temperature is only +10...14 in july.&lt;br /&gt;Then she moved to Moscow wishing singing but the firm promoting young stars turned unfair. She only asked: "Where is best karaoke-club here?" After several days of karaoke singing producer of famous ZeKo Lable Igor Markov opened Masskva. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now her songs are under great Zemfira influence and it would be hard to overcome it. No doubt Masskva will develop her songs and her singing because to be ikon for russian lesbians can't be aim of such a talanted girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.realmusic.ru/play/download/hifi/17661/96158/8a7f33d575a7af8a6e3b9916504034a2/masskva-7etazhe_96158.mp3"&gt;On 7 flour.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.realmusic.ru/play/download/hifi/17661/96155/8a7f33d575a7af8a6e3b9916504034a2/masskva-sms_96155.mp3"&gt;SMS.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-112159300907950964?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/112159300907950964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=112159300907950964' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/112159300907950964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/112159300907950964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/07/masskva.html' title='Masskva'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-112081673231850413</id><published>2005-07-08T13:58:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T12:29:54.216+03:00</updated><title type='text'>BOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.realmusic.ru/media/bandimg/7/17627.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this band occasionally walking through nonprofessional music sites. &lt;a href="http://www.realmusic.ru/bbooaa/"&gt;BOA&lt;/a&gt; was on 1th place in local chart. I downloaded and got admired: they are really good. BOA music is like "Neschastny sluchay" and "Ivasi" style so if you like these bands you'd probablu fell in love with BOA. &lt;br /&gt;Jazz, easy listening, excellent texts, naiv - this is BOA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.realmusic.ru/play/download/hifi/17627/95938/1a5deabea3f2789a27911b401d0546f6/11_95938.mp3"&gt;Molchat' ili pet' (Be silent or do sing).mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.realmusic.ru/play/download/hifi/17627/95919/1a5deabea3f2789a27911b401d0546f6/03_95919.mp3"&gt;Dvornik Stepanov.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-112081673231850413?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/112081673231850413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=112081673231850413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/112081673231850413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/112081673231850413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/07/boa.html' title='BOA'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-112038291605374286</id><published>2005-07-03T13:22:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T13:28:36.060+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Edita Pieha</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.aif.ru/data/mags/aif/1113/pics/23_01_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in small miner town in France Edita Pieha had to become famous soviet singer. Always she differed from soviet folk singering women: she was elegant and stylish, her polish accent showed foreign birth so it might be hard to win sympathy of soviet public. &lt;br /&gt;Now in Russia she is not really popular but her grandson Stas Pieha became popular after tv-show Fabric of Stars and new wave of interest to Edita Stanislavovna became that time. And certainly Stas sings ordinary pop songs despite of his grandma's traditions. &lt;br /&gt;Her songs were free, funny, romantic and smart - like a joke at heavy USSR-machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2T8MFVVL3MCCN0TU5AHYRLV0I7"&gt;Lastochki (Swallows).mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=1P71XH4EI9VOT238IJJNBH51OK"&gt;Manzherok.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-112038291605374286?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/112038291605374286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=112038291605374286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/112038291605374286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/112038291605374286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/07/edita-pieha.html' title='Edita Pieha'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111848010647718344</id><published>2005-06-11T12:52:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T12:55:06.483+04:00</updated><title type='text'>LP</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.snegiri.ru/media/i/CD-COVER(front)-small.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; &lt;a href="http://lpmusic.ru/"&gt;LP&lt;/a&gt; is a band from Kaliningrad (ex-Koenigsberg), Immanuil Kant's motherland. Kaliningrad is small town far from Moscow and near Europe and Baltic sea. So people playing music in this town can be independent from Moscow barbarian show-business and "actual" tendencies. &lt;br /&gt;LP plays nordic, romantic rock music full of energy and drive. They are modest and ambitious but not impudent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LP can be decoded as "London-Paris" and also "Long-Play". When players were 13 years old they took guitars and in 1997 their song "Janette tears" was being sung at the main Kaliningrad square. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lpmusic.ru/mp3/Ona_Ulibaetsa_(LP_sex_RMX).mp3"&gt;She smiles (sex RMX).mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111848010647718344?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111848010647718344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111848010647718344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111848010647718344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111848010647718344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/06/lp.html' title='LP'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111615715002162640</id><published>2005-05-15T15:38:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T15:39:10.026+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strana Glukhikh | Country of the Deaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/53p79u" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; Imho Country of the Deaf (&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0143907/"&gt;imdb.com&lt;/a&gt;) is the best russian movie of 90th. Interesting, unusual story tells us about girl Rita and her deaf girlfriend Yaya. Rita loves a man who loves only gambling games and became a victim of his passion. To get money she has to be "ears" for boss of mafia of deafs - she has to pose herself as deaf girl feeling danger for her chief. Above this line there is Yaya's dreaming about fantastic country of deaf where she's going to take also Rita. But to the final Rita understands her efforts were futile and her boyfrined could appreciate only gambling money. Then she hears the sea Yaya described her - like a deaf girl.&lt;br /&gt;The root of this story was taken from Renata Litvinova's book. &lt;br /&gt;There are many symbols of Russia in 90th: easy money, absurd life where girls have to survive in different ways, beautiful dream that holds your mind, relations between girls we can hardly understand, unreal deaf mafia, sad sky in Moscow mornings... &lt;br /&gt;All the emotions were showed in soundtrack by Alexey Aigi and his Ansamble 4'33. It's over-free and melancholy music like Mosccow life at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=3QJ66WXFQL2WG0RMRVRZXC9ZJD"&gt;Alexey Aigi &amp; 4'33  - Night.mp3, 5,4Mb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2WB06NJSYL72314Z8AJ115G4QM"&gt;Alexey Aigi &amp; 4'33  - Strana gluhih (final theme).mp3, 6,5Mb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111615715002162640?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111615715002162640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111615715002162640' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111615715002162640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111615715002162640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/05/strana-glukhikh-country-of-deaf.html' title='Strana Glukhikh | Country of the Deaf'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111461125618891942</id><published>2005-04-27T17:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T18:14:16.190+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Obermaneken</title><content type='html'>The most original band I ever heard. Cosmic and pseudoromantic music can be comparised only with greek Syrens' songs.&lt;br /&gt;Eugene Kalachev and Anzhey Zakharischev fon Braush met 10 years ago in St.Petersburg which one was the best place for getting estetic comcept of group. Then they moved to Moscow in anatily Vasiliev's theatre where flower style fell in blossom. As ideologist Anzhey proclaimed new erotic movement and created perfomance with cake-woman. Then there was a movie called "Oh, marquise de Sad!"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://obermaneken.zvuki.ru/photos/big_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2000 popular and odious magazine OM loyal to deviants of each sort named Obermaneken's album "Magnetizm" 5-stars-album that was probably cool in Russia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dl.zvuki.ru/413/mp3/4.mp3"&gt;Cosmic guest.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dl.zvuki.ru/413/mp3/7.mp3"&gt;Fiji.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111461125618891942?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111461125618891942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111461125618891942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111461125618891942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111461125618891942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/04/obermaneken.html' title='Obermaneken'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111238090997530304</id><published>2005-04-01T22:40:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T22:41:49.976+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Clavdia Shulzhenko</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.peoples.ru/art/music/stage/shulzhenko/shulzhenko1.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; Clavdia Shulzhenko was born in 1906 in Kharkiv. She fated to become one of many symbols of war time like Mark Bernes in singing or &lt;a href="http://www.poetryloverspage.com/yevgeny/berggoltz/"&gt;Olga Berggolts&lt;/a&gt; and Constantin Simonov in poetry. In 17 she became actress of local theatre, her first accompanist "Dunya" would become famous composer &lt;a href="http://i-dunaevsky.narod.ru/"&gt;Isaac Dunaevsky&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Clavdia Ivanovna didn't have beautiful appearance: she had pretty face, turned-up nose, evident cheek-bones; but she always tried to keep herself good. In all circumstances she wore elegant dresses sewed by best moscow dressmaker. Once she was driving to regiment and the car was catched with bombarding fire - Clavdia covered her suitcase with costumes not to damage it. &lt;br /&gt;She wasn't pretencois. She lived very modest, her food always was frugal. Shulzhenko went to market herself and often joked: "I sing for market". &lt;br /&gt;She didn't like first text version of song "Blue scarf" so she insisted on rewriting as if she felt it would be main song in 1941-1945 years not counting "Stand up, enormous country!" and "Dark night". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.retroportal.ru/1/shulzhenko.mp3"&gt;Clavdia Shulzhenko - Blue Scarf.mp3, 629kb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111238090997530304?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111238090997530304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111238090997530304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111238090997530304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111238090997530304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/04/clavdia-shulzhenko.html' title='Clavdia Shulzhenko'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111177059365498601</id><published>2005-03-25T20:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T20:15:10.920+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oleg Dal'</title><content type='html'>Some years ago I was fond of memoirs and read book about famous soviet actor Oleg Dal'. The book amazed me: Dal seemed to be genius not appreciated by contemporaries. There was a story about plate recorded by Dal - "Alone with you, brother..." - where he recited &lt;a href="http://www.poetryloverspage.com/poets/lermontov/lermontov_ind.html"&gt;Mikhail Lermontov&lt;/a&gt;'s poems. &lt;br /&gt;Dal's reciting differs from modern poetic reciting: sadness, melancholy show not only poet's world but actor's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ozon.ru/multimedia/audio_cd_covers/cdm273_21_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prompter.narod.ru/artists/dal/duma.mp3"&gt;Duma.mp3, 2,91mb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prompter.narod.ru/artists/dal/i_skuchno_i_grustno.mp3"&gt;I skuchno i grustno.mp3, 1,24mb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prompter.narod.ru/artists/dal/vihozchu_odin_ia_na_dorogu.mp3"&gt;Vyhozhu odin ya na dorogu.mp3, 1,08mb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prompter.narod.ru/artists/dal/zaveschanie.mp3"&gt;Zaveschanie.mp3, 1,24mb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in russian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111177059365498601?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111177059365498601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111177059365498601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111177059365498601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111177059365498601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/oleg-dal.html' title='Oleg Dal&apos;'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111116285480779222</id><published>2005-03-18T19:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T18:04:31.083+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Irina Bogushevskaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bogushevich.theatre.ru/"&gt;Irina Bogushevskaya&lt;/a&gt; is unique russian singer working in a unique genre: she sings light, some romantic but very smart songs in cabaret and chanson style. These songs are not similar bard songs or "prison chanson" ones - she managed to create her own original style. Also it should be said she writes texts herself. It's a really good music as it turns to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://bogushevich.theatre.ru/photo/images/0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;photo by A.Cordovskiy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.theatre.ru/audio/bogushevich/songs/vecher/_160.mp3"&gt;Terpkiy vecher.mp3 (astringent evening)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.theatre.ru/audio/bogushevich/songs/riorita/_192.mp3"&gt;Rio-Rita.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.theatre.ru/audio/bogushevich/songs/tramvaj/_160.mp3"&gt;39 tramway.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111116285480779222?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111116285480779222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111116285480779222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111116285480779222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111116285480779222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/irina-bogushevskaya.html' title='Irina Bogushevskaya'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111108763363259166</id><published>2005-03-17T22:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:27:13.636+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring in Moscow</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://tvpark.vsetv.com/pic/numbers/2004_8/ms8.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; My final exam is over so i have a chance to continue describing my thoughts of soviet and postsoviet music.&lt;br /&gt;I often think about life in USSR... I was born when Yuri Andropov ruled country that means the end of Soviet Union was near. My concept of soviet life differed with great dissonance which concludes in unpleasant things I saw myself and in nice, some nostalgic stories about happy youth I heard from my parents and saw in films like "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0057694/"&gt;Ya shagayu po Moskve&lt;/a&gt;" (Walking the Streets of Moscow) or "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0083465/"&gt;Pokrovskie vorota&lt;/a&gt;" (Pokrov Gates). &lt;br /&gt;60th for me - it's time of tender relations, deep love and &lt;i&gt;thaw&lt;/i&gt; as well. I imagine young people at the party in district far from Moscow center dancing and smiling and - I don't know why - all the girls I see in my mind clothed in striped roll-necks :) And &lt;a href="http://www.joedassin.info/"&gt;Joe Dassin&lt;/a&gt; as God of Romantic Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.frmusique.ru/artists/dassin/dassin7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.ljplus.ru/img/terlesstih/Joe-Dassin---Je-Viens-Comme-Un-Voleur.mp3&gt;Joe-Dassin - Je Viens Comme Un Voleur.mp3, 6,86 МБ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.ljplus.ru/img/terlesstih/Joe-Dassin---A-Toi.MP3&gt;Joe-Dassin - A Toi.MP3, 6,47 МБ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111108763363259166?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111108763363259166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111108763363259166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111108763363259166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111108763363259166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/spring-in-moscow.html' title='Spring in Moscow'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111048074544384565</id><published>2005-03-10T21:51:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T20:51:10.623+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Iya Chantladze</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos6.flickr.com/6147773_c87dbd9ada.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;photo by &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/98895123@N00/"&gt;moogdroog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgian Sade. But I know nothing about her and only enjoy listening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tolik68.narod.ru/kavkaz/geo/pesni/new/iachantladze-armikvarxar.mp3"&gt;Iya Chantladze - Armikhvarkhar.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111048074544384565?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111048074544384565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111048074544384565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111048074544384565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111048074544384565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/iya-chantladze_10.html' title='Iya Chantladze'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111019610348596858</id><published>2005-03-07T14:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T13:43:44.053+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Zhanna Aguzarova</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://mp3zzz.ru/img/art/aguzarova/00.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; In 16 years old Zhanna moved to Moscow wishing to enter an institution with hospice for students. So she entered technical school by painter profession. At once she found herself in artistic circle presenting herself s diplomat's daughter or medicine student. And immediately she got to very popular in Soviet Union of 80th BRAVO band.&lt;br /&gt;Pavel Kuzin /drummer/ said he was shocked: Zhanna's voice was so strong and original. There were not in BRAVO ordinary musicians but musical dandys (maybe freaks). As for Aguzarova she is and always was a freak of music and clothes style. If God wouldn't gift her voice she'd become avangard designer. &lt;br /&gt;At one of concerts BRAVO were arrested: "What papers did you mean?" - policemen asked have in mind the line "They spit on different papers". &lt;br /&gt;The reasons of her immigracy to USA are not known. But she returned to Russia in 1996 and lives there in status of marsian girl,  ex-star of soviet showbiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rus-web.net/Musik/Aguzarova/locala/Aguzarova/Aguzarova%20Zhanna_-_13_-_Vernis_ko_mne_v_chem_delo.mp3"&gt;Vernis ko mne v chem delo.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rus-web.net/Musik/Aguzarova/locala/Aguzarova/Aguzarova_Zhanna_-_04_-_Sneg_idet.mp3"&gt;Sneg idet.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rus-web.net/Musik/Aguzarova/locala/Aguzarova/Aguzarova_Zhanna_-_02_-_Ty_tolko_ty.mp3"&gt;Ty tol'ko ty.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rus-web.net/Musik/Aguzarova/locala/Aguzarova/Aguzarova_Zhanna_-_11_-_Bud_so_mnoi.mp3"&gt;Bud' so mnoy.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rus-web.net/Musik/Aguzarova/locala/Aguzarova/Aguzarova_Zhanna_-_16_-_Leningradskii_rok-n-rol.mp3"&gt;Leningradskiy rock'n'roll.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rus-web.net/Musik/Aguzarova/locala/Aguzarova/Aguzarova_Zhanna_-_12_-_Chudesnaya_strana.mp3"&gt;Chudesnaya strana.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111019610348596858?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111019610348596858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111019610348596858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111019610348596858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111019610348596858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/zhanna-aguzarova.html' title='Zhanna Aguzarova'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111013782600295114</id><published>2005-03-06T22:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T22:37:06.003+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamara Gverdtsiteli</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://music.com.ua/upload/chronograph/1962/232_3.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; She began to sing at 9 years old. Her georgian name is Tamriko. She left Georgia in the beginning of 90th because of civil war. She lived and worked in France for 4 years. Her culmination were concerts in Olympia Hall in Paris and in Carnegie Hall in NY.&lt;br /&gt;She was 10 when mother brought her at choir "Mziuri". Tamriko had very beautiful, strong and cognitive voice. With Mziuri she often travelled in Europe. In 19 she won Red Carnation Prize at Sochi Festival and Golden Orpheus in Bulgaria, a lot of prizes in Drezden, San Remo etc.&lt;br /&gt;Margareth Thatcher was present at Tamara's wedding - it happened occasionally: Thatcher was invited to the best wedding registry office in Tbilisi. &lt;br /&gt;She sings in 6 languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tolik68.narod.ru/kavkaz/geo/pesni/new/Tamara_Gverteteli-Vivat.mp3"&gt;Viva, King, Viva!.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tolik68.narod.ru/kavkaz/geo/pesni/new/Tamara_Gverteteli-Unost.mp3"&gt;Youth.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;(both in russian)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111013782600295114?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111013782600295114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111013782600295114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111013782600295114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111013782600295114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/tamara-gverdtsiteli.html' title='Tamara Gverdtsiteli'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-111002134985278201</id><published>2005-03-05T14:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T02:15:24.560+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelagea</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/1zc6r5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pelagea.ru/"&gt;Pelagea&lt;/a&gt; is russian folk and romance singer that is real rarity in modern Russia. Nobody knows why this genre is unpopular despite of songs' beauty and deep traditions. Pelagea is 18-year old girl but she became famous in professional musical sphere in 11 when Dmitry Dibrov invited her to his tv-programm Anthropology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pelagea.ru/music/2003-02_-_ya_ehala_domoj_192.mp3"&gt;Ya ehala domoy.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pelagea.ru/music/2003-16_-_lyubo_bratcy_lyubo_192.mp3"&gt;Lyubo, bratzy, luybo.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pelagea.ru/music/2003-09_-_ne_uhodi_192.mp3"&gt;Ne uhodi.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-111002134985278201?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/111002134985278201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=111002134985278201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111002134985278201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/111002134985278201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/pelagea.html' title='Pelagea'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-110987258773336573</id><published>2005-03-03T20:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T20:56:45.516+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmanuelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.fmradio.be/fotos/s_kristel.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; Soviet censorship determined human morality. Usually soviet film ended with passionate kiss of two persons instead of sexual scene holliwood movies shown or alluded to. Some foreign films imported illegally and demonstrated to close friends in the flats with impenetrable curtains were the gulp of sexual liberty soviets needed so much. The main factor wasn't quality of these films but censorship interdiction because - as russian say - "forbidden fruit is always sweet". &lt;br /&gt;One of foreigns films illegally imported to USSR was "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071464/"&gt;Emmanuelle&lt;/a&gt;" and the generation of soviet men fell in love with Sylvia Kristel played the main role of simple-hearted temptress. &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0074591/"&gt;Griechische Feigen&lt;/a&gt;" by Siggi Gotz (1976) was another film watched by inexperienced soviet erotomaniacs and its heroine Corinne travelled with nude bossom seemed them to be real pornostar. &lt;br /&gt;Music wtitten by &lt;a href="http://www.pierrebachelet.com/"&gt;Pierre Bachelet&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.francis-lai.com/fr/films/70s/index.html"&gt;Francis Lai&lt;/a&gt; became the main theme of adult parties and considerably favoured to devastation of iron morals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.ljplus.ru/img/terlesstih/01---Emmanuele-song.mp3&gt;Emmanuele-song.mp3, 7,90 Mb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-110987258773336573?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/110987258773336573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=110987258773336573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110987258773336573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110987258773336573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/emmanuelle.html' title='Emmanuelle'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-110984161390161137</id><published>2005-03-03T12:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T12:28:13.296+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Iva Nova</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.zvuki.ru/photo/t/17509/picture.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; Iva Nova is young russian band which consists of 4 girls: Lena Zhornik (trash-bayan), Katya Fedorova (drums), Inna Leshenkevitch (guitar) and Vera Ogareva (vocal). In february 2005 new vocalist Nastya Postnikova appears in band. &lt;br /&gt;The style can be defined as slaviс ethno-punk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dl.zvuki.ru/2/3115/mp3/4.mp3"&gt;Byla ne byla.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dl.zvuki.ru/2/3115/mp3/10.mp3"&gt;Rodopskaya.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dl.zvuki.ru/3/0106/mp3/10.mp3"&gt;Korrida v derevne Zaborovye.mp3 (Corrida in village Zaborovye)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-110984161390161137?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/110984161390161137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=110984161390161137' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110984161390161137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110984161390161137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/iva-nova.html' title='Iva Nova'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-110976205963099784</id><published>2005-03-02T14:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T02:14:00.880+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuri Vizbor</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.peoples.ru/art/music/bard/vizbor/vizbor_3.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; Yuri Vizbor graduated Moscow State Pedagogical Istitute (named V. Lenin). That time it accumulated rebellious spirit of epoch. Many people provided theirself with guitars and began to sing simple and romantic melodies about quiet life full of harmony, love to nature, mountains, travels. Singers and their fans gathered around camp fire and were singing all the night. It was their original answer to pompous soviet music propagandized with all types of media. &lt;br /&gt;For a long time Comsomol Organizations of Kuybyshev conducted Grushin's festival in memoriam of Kuybyshev's student Valery Grushin. First year there came about 600 persons, but 12 years later there were 100 000. That was author's song boom in USSR. &lt;br /&gt;Also Vizbor played several roles in soviet films ("&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0171408/"&gt;July Rain&lt;/a&gt;" by Marlene Hutsiyev for example) but his heroes were persons like Vizbor himself and of course they played guitar and sang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.retroportal.ru/12/vizbor.mp3"&gt;Milaya moya.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-110976205963099784?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/110976205963099784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=110976205963099784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110976205963099784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110976205963099784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/yuri-vizbor.html' title='Yuri Vizbor'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-110968122989289695</id><published>2005-03-01T15:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:47:09.893+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia Buzhilova&amp;Renata Litvinova</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/1zawd1" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; Julia born in 1983 was a participant of tv-project Fabric of Stars-#1, reality-show directed to find out gifted young people to promote then. Julia wasn't winner of Fabric but she composed some songs one of which was "You're writing to me" where great modern russian director, actress, scenario writer and producer Renata Litvinova took part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://renata.ru/"&gt;Renata Litvinova&lt;/a&gt; (her voice you hear in this song) graduated &lt;a href="http://www.vgik-edu.ru/"&gt;VGIK&lt;/a&gt; (Russian State Institute of Cinematography); she wrote some successful scenarios and directed several films ("No death for me" - scandal documentary film about 5 divas of soviet cinema; "The Goddess"), worked with &lt;a href="http://www.sensesofcinema.com/contents/directors/03/muratova.html"&gt;Kira Muratova&lt;/a&gt;. Also Renata was a juror of &lt;a href="http://www.berlinale.de/en/HomePage.html"&gt;Berlin Cinema Festival&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to describe what Renata Litvinova means for russians: she's probably angel, new diva of russian cinema like Greta Garbo or Marlene Dietrich were in their countries and epochs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/1zawar" align=right hspace=5 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One day I'll go away&lt;br /&gt;and only my words which are unfading would stay&lt;br /&gt;these feelings are striking of walls&lt;br /&gt;and I see sparks&lt;br /&gt;they're not dissolving unlike me&lt;br /&gt;so mortal one&lt;br /&gt;they're like eternal monument &lt;br /&gt;and would never be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;and would be passed from man to man&lt;br /&gt;and they would feel finally&lt;br /&gt;how I loved you&lt;br /&gt;It'll be rather good to live and live&lt;br /&gt;to love and love you&lt;br /&gt;you to be immortal&lt;br /&gt;and not to become first&lt;br /&gt;not to run away&lt;br /&gt;as I call death&lt;br /&gt;death is not fearful&lt;br /&gt;but let her not to get closer to you...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://juliabujilova.narod.ru/mp3/ti_mne_pishesh.mp3"&gt;You're writing to me.mp3&lt;/a&gt; (in rus)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-110968122989289695?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/110968122989289695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=110968122989289695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110968122989289695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110968122989289695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/julia-buzhilovarenata-litvinova.html' title='Julia Buzhilova&amp;Renata Litvinova'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-110967275569700759</id><published>2005-03-01T13:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T14:18:03.983+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Evgene Doga</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.doga.md/images/masters1.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; Evgene Doga was born in 1937 in Moldova. He graduated Kishinev Musical School (violoncello class) and then studied for 9 years in conservatory. &lt;br /&gt;He composed music secretly but once his classmate Maria came to repetition for radio wishing folklore song to present but her teacher Pavel Bachinin (ex-Pablo Baccini) told her another song to try. She said she had no second song and Evgene offered his own song. "Classmate Maria" became favorite moldovian singer &lt;a href="http://www.bach-cantatas.com/Bio/Bieshu-Maria.htm"&gt;Maria Bieshu&lt;/a&gt; and Doga became composer. &lt;br /&gt;But soon Doga was crushed with disaster: his left hand was paralysed. He deсided to devote his life to composing and entered conservatory again. &lt;br /&gt;During his life Doga collaborated with many film directors. The most successful were works with &lt;a href="http://www.ozon.ru/context/detail/id/231265/"&gt;Emile Lotyanu&lt;/a&gt; ("My tender and affectionate Beast", "Gypsy Camp Leaves for the Sky") and &lt;a href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ion_Popescu-Gopo"&gt;Ion Popescu-Gopo&lt;/a&gt; ("Maria Mirabela").&lt;br /&gt;He also composed music for opening ang closing Moscow Olympiade (1980) and his first ballet "Luctafarul" (1982). But russians think if he had composed nothing but his famous Waltz for "My tender and affectionate Beast" his name would become legendary still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dl.zvuki.ru/2/3349/mp3/8.mp3"&gt;(Vals iz filma Moy Laskoviy i Nezhny zver) Waltz from film My tender and affectionate Beast&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://music.nonymous777.com/files/moj_laskovyj_i_nezhnyi_zver.mp3"&gt;try this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dl.zvuki.ru/2/3349/mp3/4.mp3"&gt;(Berezovaya Alleya) Birch Path - from Maria Mirabela&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-110967275569700759?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/110967275569700759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=110967275569700759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110967275569700759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110967275569700759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/03/evgene-doga.html' title='Evgene Doga'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-110961628727658000</id><published>2005-02-28T21:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T23:12:50.523+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Liza Umarova</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.lizaumarova.ru/images/photo08s.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lizaumarova.ru/"&gt;Liza Umarova&lt;/a&gt; is the most popular modern Chechen singer today called "Chechen Edith Piaf". Chechens policemen, russian soldiers, children and adults are her songs' admirers. Her CD was recorded in awful conditions but distributed in a moment (about 2000 illegal copies). &lt;a href="http://context.themoscowtimes.com/print.php?aid=138917"&gt;"I think it cost $50 [to make the recording]," she said. "I was sewing, earning money to feed the children at that time. I sewed sets of linen swaddling for newborn babies. And I had a lot of cloth, rolls of cotton. I sold all those rolls at the market, on the cheap, and made back the $50."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liza and her family live in Moscow for a long time but she keeps in mind events had place in Grozny 10 years ago. &lt;br /&gt;The beginning of war caught her in Grozny but her children were so little to run away. Moreover she thought government would gain an understanding and the war would stop soon. But then her brother came from Novosibirsk and told the republic encircled with armade - he saw the troops while getting Grozny. He rescued family to Ingushetia and they began to wait war ending. Then she left for Almaty (Kazakhstan is her native country) riding as illegal passenger with children. While this trip her little daughter caught nephritis. &lt;br /&gt;In 1997 the war ended and Liza's family came back to Grozny but in 1999 they decided to move to Moscow despite of the fact lots of chechens emigrated to Germany or Norway but Liza had refused. &lt;br /&gt;Liza Umarova's songs are about tragedies the war had brought to chechens and russians. She's real patriot of Motherland more than generals and politicians. She considers combatants should negotiate and stop war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;... Grozny, you're hero-city today&lt;br /&gt;and all the chechens are proud of you&lt;br /&gt;although your streets are broken down&lt;br /&gt;and our childhood's under ruins&lt;br /&gt;but we're proud of you, capital,&lt;br /&gt;Grozny's hero-sity ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2004.novayagazeta.ru/nomer/2004/48n/Liza_Umarova__01.mp3"&gt;Grozny is hero-sity.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2004.novayagazeta.ru/nomer/2004/48n/Liza_Umarova__02.mp3"&gt;Blind harmonist.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2004.novayagazeta.ru/nomer/2004/48n/Liza_Umarova__03.mp3"&gt;My Soul.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2004.novayagazeta.ru/nomer/2004/48n/Liza_Umarova__04.mp3"&gt;Get up, Russia.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2004.novayagazeta.ru/nomer/2004/48n/Liza_Umarova__05.mp3"&gt;San Nokhchiycho.mp3 (in chechen)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2004.novayagazeta.ru/nomer/2004/48n/Liza_Umarova__06.mp3"&gt;Chechen Woman.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2004.novayagazeta.ru/nomer/2004/48n/Liza_Umarova__07.mp3"&gt;Motherland.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2004.novayagazeta.ru/nomer/2004/48n/Liza_Umarova__08.mp3"&gt;Ma elkha san nana.mp3 (in chechen)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-110961628727658000?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/110961628727658000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=110961628727658000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110961628727658000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110961628727658000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/02/liza-umarova.html' title='Liza Umarova'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-110958311414983759</id><published>2005-02-28T12:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T15:32:51.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nino Katamadze</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/1ymh6o"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Moscow, february, 16 tonn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgian jazz-diva Nino Katamadze and her band Insight are famous with incomparable emotional songs which are difficult by mood and sincere as well. &lt;br /&gt;Nino was born in Adjaria and studied as a vocalist in Batumi. The culmination happened in 2002 when Nino was singing in Great Britain and public fell in ecstatic love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninokatamadze.com/Nino_Katamadze_1.zip"&gt;Once in the street .zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninokatamadze.com/Nino_Katamadze_2.zip"&gt;Olei .zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninokatamadze.com/Nino_Katamadze_3.zip"&gt;I will come as a snow .zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninokatamadze.com/Nino_Katamadze_4.zip"&gt;Beauty .zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-110958311414983759?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/110958311414983759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=110958311414983759' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110958311414983759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110958311414983759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/02/nino-katamadze.html' title='Nino Katamadze'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-110952059725944995</id><published>2005-02-27T19:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T19:25:10.160+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio Rio</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.music.kitp.ru/cm2/rio/thumbnails/rio26.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; &lt;a href="http://satriani.ru/rr/"&gt;Radio Rio&lt;/a&gt;'s young moscow band playing bossa-nova in russian, italian and portuguese. This music is romantic and easy like USSR' music of 60th but it also belongs to world mainstream. The main style is latino lounge.&lt;br /&gt;Radio Rio band was one of the leaders of &lt;a href="http://www.currentmusic.ru/"&gt;Current Music&lt;/a&gt;, festival for musicians have their own blogs (&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/"&gt;Livejournal&lt;/a&gt; mainly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://satriani.ru/rr/c&amp;s-mix.mp3"&gt;Radio Rio - Coca-cola&amp;Sprite.mp3, 3,63 Мb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://satriani.ru/rr/rio_con_te.mp3"&gt;Radio Rio - Con te.mp3, 5,6 Мb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-110952059725944995?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/110952059725944995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=110952059725944995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110952059725944995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110952059725944995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/02/radio-rio.html' title='Radio Rio'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11117136.post-110951603395311322</id><published>2005-02-27T17:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T20:43:01.456+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna German</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.annagerman.com/frst/imggeneric/small_pics/t_Ania1.jpg" align=left hspace=5 border=0&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.annagerman.com/"&gt;Anna German&lt;/a&gt; was born on 14 February 1936 in Urgench, Uzbekistan. Ten years later she moved with her mother and grandmother to Poland. After college, she studied geology in Wrocław, which she graduated with the best results. In parallel to her studies, she stayed faithful to her greatest hobby since childhood: music and singing. Therefore, Anna joined the theatre "Kalambur", where she could actively practice and develop her talents. This was the first step to her big career as a singer. She took part in many famous Polish festivals like Sopot and Opole and was fascinating the public with her beautiful, strong, vibrating voice and also with her unique appearance. Her songs "Zakwitnę różą", "Człowieczy los", "Bal u Posejdona" and "Tańczące Eurydyki" became hits awarded with the highest prizes. Anna was singing in Polish, Russian, English, Italian, Spanish, Latin and German such famous songs like: "La mamma" of &lt;a href="http://www.c-aznavour.com/"&gt;Charles Aznavour&lt;/a&gt; and "Ave Maria" of Charles Gounod. She created her own, very special lyrical style.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;In the Soviet Union, now in Russia and other post Soviet republics, she was beloved and became very famous. For very many fans she is still alive in such beautiful songs of the Russian composers like: "Nadiezda", "Iz-za ostrowa na striezen" and "Odin wychozu na dorogu". It was almost impossible to get the tickets for her concerts, usually sold out long before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.ljplus.ru/img/terlesstih/Nadezhda.mp3&gt;Anna German - Nadezhda.mp3, 3,41 МБ&lt;/a&gt; (Hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.ljplus.ru/img/terlesstih/OdinRazVGodSadyTsvetut.mp3&gt;Anna German - Odin Raz V God Sady Tsvetut.mp3, 4,42 МБ&lt;/a&gt; (Once a year orchards blow)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11117136-110951603395311322?l=ex-soviet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/feeds/110951603395311322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11117136&amp;postID=110951603395311322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110951603395311322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11117136/posts/default/110951603395311322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-soviet.blogspot.com/2005/02/anna-german.html' title='Anna German'/><author><name>tm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577654743291781286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tm.front.ru/ab_mart12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
