Hi Anton,

You wouldn’t remember me probably. It’s St. Petersburg, former Leningrad. I saw you yesterday on the street but was too shy to say hello. Besides, it was just too noisy.

I have heard quite a lot about you. Recently I read a nice interview of yours, some girl dropped it somewhere. Well done. I’m almost envying you.

And I’m looking like some terrible creature. It’s OK for now, when the snow is still there. But in Summer it becomes really awful. I’m old now. And this damn salt they use against the ice… I’m stinking like a foul stockfish. I used to look after myself but I just gave up. Who values it anyway? Old good Petersburger chaps are passing, there’s nobody to talk to in the good Russian. And I don’t really understand those youngsters, we hardly can become friends. They seem to ignore me. They think instead of New York. By the way, the latter called me yesterday. It sounded tired. Though it was trying to save face. You know them, Americans…

And I’m not really fond of travelling anymore. Do you remember as I went on a short trip in 1993 and right away the mushrooms attacked the Leningrad area? I hardly could stop them.

I’m not in the best mood now, you see. I’m looking forward to Victory Day though. I like it when they march on me… it tickles!

Remember as you were leaving and told me to be careful with helping people. You also said something about the dead Teotihuacan, who

said that the Force goes first, then the Priests and then the people. Or have I mixed something up? Could you write me more precisely? It’s really important to me.

This Spring I am hoping to clean myself properly, wash away all this dirt. The snow should be enough but it will be nearly impossible because of the dyke. Maybe I should move away, Anton. What do you think?

When you are here again, just show up. Maybe we can spend some time together sitting on the Naryshkin bastion.

It’s not looking good with my internet access right now. Just write me per Neva river.

best regards,

Yours truly

St. Petersburg

P.S. Many greetings to Berlin

Positive Band

“Vse razoshlis’…”

Lyrics by Arseny Tarkovsky

Anton Adasinsky - music, guitar, vocals
Igor Timofeev - guitar, vocals
Nikolay Gusev - keyboards, vocals
Andrey Sizintsev - percussion, vocals
Viktor Vyrvich - percussion
Alexey Rakhov - percussion, saxophone

English text editor: Jennifer Williams

I went to the show… or I was taken there to be precise.
A puppet show. A cloth and two puppets hanging. A Boy and a Girl.
7 and a half people in the audience…
tears in my eyes. The world becomes so pure and bright.
On stage, no people smelling of life, no newspapers with murderers.
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Just the cardboard heart, the crumpled silk flower and a small bag of
money (don’t know anymore what for, whether a dowry or ransom…)
Quite an old story. Sound of toy horses and barrel organs. It just
can’t be true.
And at the end the cashier Yershov is hanged at the gallows.

Outside I smoked and blew my nose. Silk, Gypsies and Fandango.

Do you remember? Mommy, mommy, it hurts…

So here’s a song about the small bag of happiness.
Listen to and obey…

Thanksssss…

Anton

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Anton Adasinsky - Lyrics, Music, Bass, Vocals
Igor Timofeev - Guitar, Vocals
Nikolay Gusev - Keyboards, Vocals
Andrey Sizintsev - Elektro-Percussion, Vocals
Viktor Virvich - Drums
Alexey Rakhov - Saxophone

Recorded and mixed at Studio “36″ and “Studio Grey”, St. Petersburg, 2009.
Finished on April Fool’s Day.

Camera & cut: Andrey Gladkih
Design: Elena Yarovaya

© DEREVO GbR (Dresden), 2009

Please respect musicians – watch and listen in good quality!
High quality link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYySlcv19Cw&fmt=18

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Photos by David Pokorni, Anna Bogodist, Roman Ekimov, Olga Arefieva, Elena Yarovaya
Photo design: Elena Yarovaya
English text editor: Jennifer Williams

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Camera and cut by Andrey Gladkikh
Attention! High quality headphones or audio system are recommended for better perception of the sound in the video.

After the short concert series “Vsyo khorosho!” (”Everything is good!”) Anton Adasinsky and the lads decided to carry on with the project. After all it goes so well!

In February or March 2009 there will be recorded the first 4 tracks of the new album:

“Korotkaya” (A Short One)
“Dengi” (Money)
“Zvezda” (The Star)
“Ego glaza” (His Eyes)

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No tickets from Moscow to St. Petersburg. None and never.

Bought myself a place in the conductor’s compartment.

In Tver two young-and-wonderful boarded.

They were sleeping with their heads against the glass in the corridor. I invited them to join me and waited outside while they prepared a bunk.

The girl came out and asked, laughing:
“Do we disturb you?”
“No”, I said.
“Who are you, actually?” – she asked.
I said, “I’m one of the train security,” (bald, black jacket – so she couldn’t doubt it).
“Excuse us, if we get noisy.”
“No worries,” said I, “sing, laugh… should I wait in the corridor?”
“Well, you’ll probably have to wait a long time. He’s like a Roman law, you know, indistinct and very slow.”

We laughed very loud… The guy peeked out.

“I’m coming. I’m running. I’m already there!” she said to him.

I slept quite honest-minded and dreamed of a bi-directional flow of people.

In the morning she catches me up on the platform, laughing again:

“But you’re not from the security.”
“Security?”
“I know you.”
“I know.”
“Do you have echolalia?”
“Echolalia.”

She’s laughing again. Now the chap is here: “Baby, leave him alone!”

Just outside of the train station she turns to me again:
“Did you sleep well?”
“Fine. Rome, Sparta, a kid falling down the abyss; he was too lightweight, not warrior-like.”

Her eyes narrow.
“Anton, right?”
“Yes.”
“Good. So what do you guard there?”
“The secret of Caipirinha.”

And I head for a taxi. I want to dance.

On June 11 and 12 I was on stage with a guitar in my hands and a microphone at my throat. Friendly musicians around me. We called the concert “Vsyo Khorosho!” – “Everything is fine!”

Text: Anton Adasinsky
English text editor: Jennifer Williams
Photo: Anna Bogodist, Olga Arefieva, Alexandra Krivolutskaya
Photo design: Elena Yarovaya

Ждем в гости мастеров-виртуозов:

Рома Дубинников (музыка к спектаклям «Всадник», «Однажды…». «Острова» и много ещё всего)
Николай Гусев («АВИА»)
Алексей Рахов («АВИА»)
Игорь Тимофеев - гитара, перкуссия
Андрей Сизинцев (музыка к фильму «Юг. Граница», спектаклю «LA DIVINA COMMEDIA»)
СтереоЗольдат - акции DEREVO и первая пластинка «Асфальт» с Антоном Адасинским
Ольга Арефьева
и другие

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