The fourth time, a festival "Velvet Underground," the lovers of fine rock and combine raw dandyism. The line between elegance and vulgarity rather thin. Festival is held every year at this fine balancing slips, then at her, then climb over vanity. To live a normal body weight. Lives and the festival "Velvet Underground". The initiator and ideologist Vladimir Preobrazhensky cemented his own band "Boston Tea Party" festival. This time, apart from the decadent "Tea Party" were declared "Cabaret Pierrot le fou" and ex-member of the "auction" Vladimir Veselkin. The festival opened on "Airplane" Quartet "Cabaret Pierrot le fou". The festival opened on "Airplane" Quartet "Cabaret Pierrot le fou". Keys, cello, violin and brutal Piero. Chamber orkestrik White Guard plays a mix of songs, tavern repertoire, thieves and Odessa songs. High singer has an excellent voice, baritone, tenor and sheer passion for the theater. Came out, bowed to the audience, with a guitar on a piece of cardboard. Salon "But all this is nothing more than just the story of my lonely and passionate soul." Then unusually melancholy - "Chicken Fried". Threw Pierrot costume and stayed in a T-shirt and a cap gun. Orkestrik plays variations on the theme "Chicken" - hard, not elegant, but classic. Singing is not just a singer, poet and cellist Maria Laptev. Pleasant soprano performs the song "Dear Friend". And then sing a duet "Johnny" Alexander Vertinsky. Remember these songs with a live orchestra really curious. And if both vocal artists would not play pointless so do not grimace and sang to himself - that would be even. Ah, the "Cabaret Pierrot le fou" most amateur affektazh: "How can a woman much to ask," she sings, emotes excessively: "I do not need women, you need a theme" Vertinsky the singers also get removed, artificially . Organic, organic needs. But with Chanson nepruha same. "I love beer I Samara" - red checkered pants and posing as punks. "Love Me, Baby" - for some reason in the cylinder and boas. About how the thieves passed spies and sent to prison. "At least I have prostitute daughter I eunuch" in turning Padm padam, padam. Neither a prostitute nor punks these fine musicians do not like, why is there a sense of unease. Start 1 2 3 4 Final Continued
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