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Эта история о том, как в эпоху цензуры и запретов люди превращали музыку в форму протеста и способ быть услышанным
В СССР у западной музыки не было права на жизнь. Джаз, рок-н-ролл, бит — всё, что звучало свободнее дозволенного, объявлялось чуждым и вредным. Песни загоняли в рамки, запрещали, превращали в символ «разлагающего влияния». Но музыка не исчезала. Она уходила в подполье, обретала новые тела, превращалась в шёпот на кухне или в шипение на самодельной записи. Звук пытались спрятать везде: на рентгенах, на обрезках плёнки, на самодельных бобинах. Его пытались убить. А он воскресал в самых странных формах. И эта история — не про ностальгию, не про романтику «старых добрых времён». Это история о том, как подпольная культура звукозаписи стала формой сопротивления.
превращали
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Эта
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no satisfaction 'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m drivin' in my car And the man comes on the radio He’s tellin' me more and more About some useless information Supposed to fire my imagination I can’t get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no satisfaction 'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m watchin' my TV And a man comes on and tells me How white my shirts can be But he can’t be a man 'cause he doesn’t smoke The same cigarettes as me I can’t get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no girl reaction 'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m ridin' round the world And I’m doin' this and I’m signin' that And I’m tryin' to make some girl Who tells me, "Baby, better come back maybe next week" "Can't you see I’m on a losing streak?" I can’t get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no, I can’t get no I can’t get no satisfaction No satisfaction No satisfaction No satisfaction I can’t get no… [The Rolling Stones — (I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction]
В стране, где звук подлежал цензуре, каждая мелодия проходила через фильтр идеологии. После кампании против «низкопоклонства перед Западом» под запрет попали не только имена, но и ритмы. Джаз объявили буржуазным, саксофон — «инструментом тления». В отчётах Министерства культуры писали, что твист — «проявление загнивающей культуры капитализма». Музыка, что раньше звучала на танцплощадках и в эфире, ушла в тень.
Так появились подпольные инженеры звука. Они собирали проигрыватели из деталей радиоприёмников, обменивались обломками пластинок, вырезали треки на рентгеновских снимках. На этих костях играли «Битлз» и Гленн Миллер, звучали блюзы и рок-н-роллы, запрещённые официальным вкусом эпохи.
Врач выбросил рентгеновский снимок — и кто-то подобрал его. На плёнке вырезали дорожки, на которых оживала музыка: джаз на плече, рок-н-ролл на черепе, Элвис — на переломе. Так рождалась «пластинка-скелет».
1950−1960
Андрей Жданов
Партийный идеолог, инициатор кампании против «низкопоклонства перед Западом»
музыка на костях
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The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
Качество было плохое, звук трескучий, но это не имело значения. Слушая музыку на костях, люди прикасались к запретному, создавали свой маленький коридор свободы. Сам носитель становился манифестом — сигналом: звук жив, несмотря на контроль.
Изобретательность этой эпохи была недолговечной: рентгеновые плёнки быстро изнашивались, но спрос на музыку только рос. Звук требовал новых носителей — и на смену «костям» пришла магнитная лента.
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no satisfaction 'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m drivin' in my car And the man comes on the radio He’s tellin' me more and more About some useless information Supposed to fire my imagination I can’t get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no satisfaction 'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m watchin' my TV And a man comes on and tells me How white my shirts can be But he can’t be a man 'cause he doesn’t smoke The same cigarettes as me I can’t get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no girl reaction 'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m ridin' round the world And I’m doin' this and I’m signin' that And I’m tryin' to make some girl Who tells me, "Baby, better come back maybe next week" "Can't you see I’m on a losing streak?" I can’t get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no, I can’t get no I can’t get no satisfaction No satisfaction No satisfaction No satisfaction I can’t get no… [The Rolling Stones — (I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction]
Щёлк — и бобина начинает вращаться. Щёлк — кассета защёлкивается в магнитофоне. В отличие от «музыки на костях», это уже не одиночные артефакты, а сеть — невидимая, живая, растущая. Копирование, переписывание, распространение музыки шло быстрее и шире, чем могла отследить любая цензура. Каждая копия теряла в качестве — появлялся шум, треск, потеря частот. Но именно в этом была сила: каждая трещина, каждый хрип фиксировали путь песни.
1970-е
Юрий Андропов
Инициатор кампаний против «идеологического разложения молодёжи» и распространения западной музыки
Магнитиздат
Кассета, переписанная двадцать раз...
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The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
Но остановить этот поток было невозможно: система магнитиздата принадлежала всем и никому одновременно. Это был самиздат звука — без редакторов, без разрешений, без контроля. Магнитофоны стали инструментами сопротивления. Люди обменивались кассетами так же, как раньше самиздатом книг: «перепиши, только не стирай».
Эти искажения становились подписью времени, а хрип магнитофона — дыханием подпольной культуры. Власти видели в этой стихии угрозу. В отчётах КГБ писали о «росте неофициального распространения западной рок-музыки», о «разлагающем влиянии» Битлз и Пинк Флойд, звучавших из окон общежитий и кухонь.
Каждая кассета превращалась в канал связи — горизонтальный, доверительный, почти интимный. В этом шорохе и гуле рождалась новая волна — панк, который превратит саму практику записи в оружие.
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no satisfaction 'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m drivin' in my car And the man comes on the radio He’s tellin' me more and more About some useless information Supposed to fire my imagination I can’t get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no satisfaction 'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m watchin' my TV And a man comes on and tells me How white my shirts can be But he can’t be a man 'cause he doesn’t smoke The same cigarettes as me I can’t get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no girl reaction 'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m ridin' round the world And I’m doin' this and I’m signin' that And I’m tryin' to make some girl Who tells me, "Baby, better come back maybe next week" "Can't you see I’m on a losing streak?" I can’t get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no, I can’t get no I can’t get no satisfaction No satisfaction No satisfaction No satisfaction I can’t get no… [The Rolling Stones — (I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction]
Шум, перегруз, сбои ленты — всё, что в официальной культуре считалось браком, здесь становилось стилем. Для панков грязь была правдой. Они отвергали чистоту и правильность, выбирая живое несовершенство. Лента зажёвывалась, звук срывался, но именно это придавало музыке нерв, ощущение присутствия.
А потом пришли панки. Они не просто записывали музыку — они записывали несогласие. В середине 1980-х, когда идеологический контроль всё ещё держался за умирающие догмы, «ГрОб-рекордс» Егора Летова превратился в символ сопротивления. На его кухне в Омске из старых катушечных магнитофонов рождались альбомы, которые невозможно было замолчать.
1980-е
Егор Лигачёв
Идеолог «борьбы за нравственность». Выступал против рок-движения, считал его угрозой советской морали
«ГрОб-рекордс»
несовершенство?
плохой звук?
шум?
грязь?
Это эстетика
Нет!
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
Тем временем власть видела в рок-движении угрозу. В докладах КГБ писали: «Рок-музыка — это оружие идеологической диверсии». По указанию идеологического отдела ЦК, концерты разгоняли, музыкантов арестовывали за «пропаганду антисоветского образа жизни». Но чем сильнее давили, тем громче становился шум. Так звук окончательно стал языком свободы — телом протеста, медиумом несогласия.
В этом шуме, где сливались бытовые шумы и крик гитар, рождался новый тип медиа — антисистема, сделанная вручную.
Не ради славы. Ради права звучать.
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section was the purple gang. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three: You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company, Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone Way over in the corner weepin' all alone. The warden said, hey, buddy, don’t you be no square. If you can’t find a partner use a wooden chair. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty henry said to bugs, for heaven’s sake, No one's lookin', now’s our chance to make a break. Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix, I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks. Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. [Elvis Presley — Jailhouse Rock]
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC, didn’t get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. I’m back in the USSR, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys. Back in the USSR. Been away so long I hardly knew the place, Gee it’s good to be back home. Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, Honey, disconnect the phone. Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out, They leave the West behind. And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia’s always on my mind. Oh, show me 'round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm. Oh-oh, let me tell you, honey [The Beatles — Back In The U.S.S.R. ]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxies appear on the shores Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Picture yourself in a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah [The Beatles — Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds]
Picture yourself on a boat in a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone Lucy
Музыка, записанная на рентгенах, обрезках плёнки, самодельных кассетах, оживляла то, что пытались уничтожить. Сегодня, когда мы включаем старую «костяную» пластинку или хриплую кассету, мы слышим не только песни — мы слышим шёпот подполья, шум сопротивления, память о тех, кто не боялся слушать запрещённое
Подпольная звукозапись в СССР была больше, чем техническая изобретательность. Это была живая медиасистема, созданная руками, сеть, где музыка становилась воздухом, которым дышали поколения.
HSE ART AND DESIGN SCHOOL
Студент: Мария Шишова
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