Alexander Knyazev (Triangle Sun) for BigBilet TVDecember 2 in the club Moscow Hall (Leningrad Ave 47 p.19) will be a big concert of the Triangle Sun team. Known composer and sound producer, the founder of the popular music project Triangle Sun Alexander Knyazev told us about the intricacies of the profession, the musical design of advertising, movies and big show programs. Now we know a little more about what is selling music. Now Triangle Sun and the participant of the show "The Voice" Constantine Works are preparing a new album, which will be released in the spring of 2017.
We watched the performance on 10/13/19 really liked the actors' play, laughed to tears, 2h.20min., Flew in the same breath. Marat Basharov, as always, is at his best, I adore him, actors Muhamadeev Dmitry and Purchinsky Andrey are no less talented, the guys played excellently. Marat (Sergey Sergeyevich - barin), mocks at midnight, doesn’t know what to do, he is mocked at the servant, at the end of the performance he seems to have fallen asleep, but not for long. The impression after watching went off scale while driving home, expressed quotes from the play and laughed for a long time. I advise everyone to see a fun, positive staging and a great play of actors.
Sumptuously!!! A real game of real actors! The actress in the role of Aunt Vary is incomparable !!! I urge everyone to actively participate in the struggle to preserve the FEST theater in Mytishchi. Often we visit the famous theaters of Moscow, so it feels like famous actors work out in a hurry and ran on for the money.
gorgeous wedding Performance really liked! When I went to the play, I thought that there would be a lot of “jokes below the waist.” But everything was within the bounds of decency :)) the jokes were really funny, and if you add to them an excellent play of the actors, then a cheerful mood and a pleasant impression of the performance are guaranteed !! I recommend !!
They have long wanted to get into the Yermolova Theater. It so happened that for the first time they were in this theater at the play "Mr. Servant." Until today, they left the play during the intermission only once. Today was the second time. The flat, primitive humor, the disgusting play of the actors and the boring staging did their job. Before that, I went to farce and grotesque several times to other theaters (for example, at the Nations), and everything was great. But here is just some kind of nightmare! I really hope that other performances in the Yermolova Theater are on the level, but I do not recommend this to anyone.
Redroom First discovered the Event Theater. This is truly an EVENT! Neither the downpour, nor the last row did not overshadow my mood and impression. Redroom-performance about mental anguish after death. The actors gave everything 100%, but sometimes, too quickly pronounced the text did not keep up with his loss and it was like amateur performance. Words should not be memorized, they should be lived on stage, then you believe them unconditionally. And still, I’ll be back here.
From love to hate - one intermission! Love ... And what is it for you - a gift or rock? You can ponder this while listening to the opera Lucia di Lammermoor at the New Opera Theater in Moscow named after E.V. Kolobova. On the one hand, love is a gift. She makes you better, inspires, paints the world around in joyful tones, gives motivation. Young lovers from long-warring families, Lucia di Lammermoor and Edgaro Ravenswood are tender to each other, make joint plans and believe that their love will destroy all obstacles. But at the same time, falling in love is a test. It does not last long and may change over time into jealousy - the antithesis of love. Jealousy makes suspicious, incredulous, corrodes inside. So the intrigues around the “Juliet” by Lucia and “Romeo” by Edgaro gradually modify them and love. A series of tragic events unfolds that evening in front of the audience. On the stage of the New Opera there is a transformation of the feelings of the main characters. “Why did it all turn out like this ?,” the viewer wonders, “it all started so well” ... But there is a palette of feelings and emotions for that. The main characters for hatred comes for love, for joy comes sadness. Here you, as a spectator, rejoice for the lovers, but you already despise them for words and deeds ... Everyone's feelings and emotions are changing. Only one thing is invariable: beautiful voices of Boris Statsenko, Irina Bozhenko, Alexey Tatarintsev and other artists; enchanting Italian language; well-coordinated work of conductor Dmitry Volosnikov, and his team; beautiful costumes in red and gold tones; scenery that reproduces the life of the 16th century in Scotland. All these details complement the image of a wonderful musical evening in company with the New Opera Theater.
"Listen, children: there was a cat in the world, overseas, Angora" and, as it should be for overseas cats, she was glamorous and liked to boast of her refinement: she invited neighbors: a goat with a goat, a rooster with a chicken, a pig, boasted, that he knows how to sing, that the house has beautifully furnished.
Only their nephews, the kittens of minors, did not invite me and did not drink tea: she did not like beggars, who are staggering around the city, they are begging for food.
So the cat's house stood, until it burned down. And how burnt, so suddenly it turned out that there was nowhere to go to the cat! Only to the nephews, whose house - one name: there is no roof, the floors have been eaten by the mouse ...
Sooner or later they will find you ...
If you do not find them first. Abandoned rooms tell more than letters from the pages. The best way to get to know a person is to come to visit him. Paintings on the walls, smells and sounds like fingerprints preserve the uniqueness of man.
Dreamed to meet the heroes of your favorite book? They are alive. And they are waiting for you. Is "Master and Margarita" not a wonderful book? For it paid a pittance. Being a writer is not so profitable. But whatever you say, the writers are special people. Who else knows how to free imagination so that new worlds are born in the minds of others? It is more interesting to observe where this person lived. What things surrounded him. What air he breathed.
We like to read books. Inhale the smell of typographical pages. And feel the breath of another era, other people. But God forbid himself to become a writer. No matter how you try to stop the stream of thought, everything is in vain. Imagination continues to work, like a computer in sleep mode. You can not turn it off. It studies reality. Lies dust on the furniture and spreads on the table, evaporates the aroma of the floorboards. That's all that's left after you. And thousands of greedy eyes and ears will be interested in your life.
The house is not empty with the death of the owner.
I'm not from you, Mom, I'm leaving, I'm leaving the mess.
Snow flakes fall softly and unhurriedly from the sky. White fluffs sweep before my eyes, remain on eyelashes and cool streams flow down the cheeks. And let your life seem unbearable to you, your hands fall down powerlessly. But you promised your mother that you will be strong.
Sometimes it is worth forgetting all the blatant ideas of our civilization and paying attention to what was known to the wildest savages - respect for the mother. Maternal love is a black hole. It absorbs even the most vile and vile things. Lies, betrayal, uneaten breakfast.
When there is no reason for resentment, anything can serve as an excuse. Even semolina porridge. And how else should you behave when you are already pounding your nasty lumps against your throat? Turn around and leave. And it does not matter that it's winter outside, dark and minus thirty. Resentment and anger warm better than sheepskin coats. Sometimes I want it so cold. To the heart - ice, soul - concrete, stone. To look - snow, frost. And sometimes almost it turns out. You already feel this cold in your soul, you wait for it, you are ready for it ... but for some reason your mother looks into your eyes and starts to smile.
Wars are cursed by mothers. Manka is cursed by children.
What makes us human? The ability to think? Compassionate? Speak?
And maybe we are made people understand?
A difficult question, hard, which is not easy to answer in a state of peace of mind. And when it is broken ... the answer seems completely inaccessible.
It is about the lack of "understanding" and was told in a new, highly controversial play.
It seems that the situation is simple and clear to everyone, especially in our time - a teenager in search of himself turned the wrong way.
Only, trying to try on the role of his parents - anyone could cross himself and say "chur me."
And the truth is, why look for a solution to the problem, if you can just dream that she will never look at the light?
And if you look in? Here's to the heroes of the play - looked. And what did they do? Have led the unique child on psychics, and then and at all have taken in hospital on treatment.
But is it all amenable to medical treatment, or are there things that can not be cured by any medicines? And help in such situations can only the same, the notorious ability to hear and understand?
Each premiere in the Mayakovsky Theater is an event. And not only because this theater has long acquired a "name", but also because the choice always falls on works very unusual, and sometimes specially created for this "scene".
And the "Russian Romance" is no exception. Delivered by Mindaugas Karbauskis on the play of Marius Iwaszkiewicz, who already created for the theater of the delightful "Kant", the performance, the space of which was re-created on the stage by Sergey Barkhin, will necessarily become the pearl of the theatrical season.
So, what will the prime minister tell us about?
This time the speech with the audience will lead to literature, geniuses in literature and their lives, how written, not written, and even the works conceived by the author affect his life. And if we undertake to study the subject of such a subtle - then certainly on the example of one of the most solid, large and significant figures of Russian literature - Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy.
We, the submissive authorities of the director and the author of the play, will be transferred to the everyday life of the genius creator, in which the fates of fictional heroes are mixed with the fates and lives of his relatives and friends. But, maybe, they not simply mix up? Maybe they are fighting desperately with each other for the "first" place in his life? Who will win? And can there be any victory in such a battle?
Well, who does not remember from the school bench this "appreciate the act of Raskolnikov," "whether he had the right or not," "what do these thoughts lead to" ... Well, and so on.
But in fact the truth, to what?
Someone makes them think about the problems of being, and someone is encouraged to write an amazing libretto for the real rock opera.
Then there are those who create a musical masterpiece, those who embody on the stage are not such simple images, revealing new facets of the characters. And now - the masterpiece is ready.
But what is a masterpiece without decorations and unique technologies? In this age, when art and technology are intertwined together, creating an even more authentic world - it would seem impossible to surprise, but some still risk to try.
So, our heroes: music - Eduard Artemyev, libretto, idea and staging - Andrey Konchalovsky, art director - Matt Diili (Great Britain), costume designer - Tamara Ashba.
However, of course, this is not all who worked to create this amazing work, and the more interesting it is to come and see what happened to them in the end!
Not a city, but a real hell.
A small provincial town. The air smells of rotten morals and cynicism. And people in it all - not real, a reflection of ourselves.
But do we want to look at ourselves? Are we scared?
Not people, but real werewolves. There is nothing human left. Everyone is shaking with fear. They were numb with terror in front of ... an official.
What, you know? It's no wonder that when your little life depends on the slightest movement of someone else's little finger, your life and destiny depend.
To live on a salary? Well this is just ridiculous. You can afford only tea and sugar. And that's not enough.
Taking bribes is disgusting? Is it sinful? Come on, throw all the stones together. Something is not visible rockfall. All take and still take. Not those, so others.
And he did not like taking bribes. It was crying to tears. I cried and took, took and cried.
It remains only to write about all your adventures and retire in the best British traditions.
A ruble, a mark, a euro or a pound - to whom that is more pleasant, only a matter of taste. I did a favor - I received thanks. This is how things are done, so the world works.
Money makes the world spinning.
The thirst for money ... And he offered them to earn easily and quickly.
Under strange circumstances, husband and wife get acquainted with an amazing person.
He learns all the secrets of the family. He pokes his nose where he should not, but no one stops him. They are embarrassed to pull it off.
Why did he charm so clever and educated people?
This prohiday is distinguished by his unceremonious impudence and arrogance, but deftly hides his meanness. In appearance, he is quite frank and benevolent person.
And when he advised them to insure their parents' house in the village, they did not feel threatened. They really love their little estate.
Anything can happen. Lightning can enter the house. Or a fire can spread from neighbors.
But it's not so simple. Their new acquaintance framed them. Now her husband faces imprisonment.
How could a scoundrel do this? Why did they forget about everything except for doubtful benefits?
"To whom you trust, you give a sword in hand. They can protect or destroy you. "
Three works by A.S. Pushkin - in one play.
Count N (Count Nulin) presents an ironic story from the provincial landlord life: the husband went hunting, his wife misses the manor, wherever the guest comes - the earl. He is trying to seduce the landlady, but there it was! She is not timid, she will slap him in the face - for a long time, I suppose, the count will remember how he was refused!
In the "little ironic tragedy" "About Don Anna!" ("Stone Guest"), Don Guan came to his fearlessness to invite a statue of the Commander! Don Guan will pay for his impudence, because the Commander dreamed of revenge!
"I'm bored, the demon ..." ("Scene from Faust") shows what happens when the bored mind becomes really boring: all desires and thoughts drown in the burlesque of memories, and it seems that there is nothing more to wish for.
Dark avenues from themselves and to themselves through memories and a kaleidoscope of disparate events.
Where can you find the truth? It is rumored that it is on the bottom, usually adding "bottles". Here, apparently, and he drinks, hearty, everything tries to find her - his truth. And where is she? At the very bottom of the soul? In regret and despair? No, they drink and with joy of course ... But!
He would tear his head away from the table, glance out the window ... And now the fragments of memories are flickering. Whether it is his, whether strangers skip, changing the scenery and places - from train stations to hotel rooms. And everywhere there is a meeting - the last, the brightest, the one that will be remembered to the end.
After all, "they lived happily ever after" - this is not about them. Here all with an anguish, all ... somehow "did not have time", but "did not hold". And it's so vital that it captures the spirit. And you believe without a doubt, you believe that you can not make it, and it will all end, here, maybe even this way it will end!
And at the same time, through a bitter awareness, the strange, passionate charm of youth erupts. When at the beginning of the meeting you still do not know what's next ... when the happy laughter bursts out of your chest and the butterflies flutter in your belly, because you're in love, glad and only look in the opposite eyes.
And how it will end there on the "dark avenues" - this is completely unimportant. Will remember later .. somehow.
"O jealousy, how you dig into your heart!"
Alexander the Great fell in love with a beautiful hetaer named Thais. He considers her to be like Aphrodite, the goddess of love.
All men, including the philosopher Aristotle, the teacher of Alexander, are crazy about her.
Beauty lives in Athens, where the great commander rests after the victorious war.
As a wise strategist, Alexander prepares in advance for war with the Persian king Darius. The commander knows that it is inevitable, and seeks to delay its beginning.
He dreams a strange dream in which he is killed by an unknown girl.
Wise Thais thinks little about the fans. She used to dominate them. It is more important for her not to allow another war.
She decided to talk about this with Darius. He must heed her pleas. Who needs new battles, new victims?
But evil tongues told Alexander about the meeting between Thais and his enemy.
Alexander is beside himself with jealousy. For the sake of Thais, he left his wife!
He orders the assistant to find out if Thais has changed him. If he is deceived, she is in danger of dying.
Blood will flow again. Alexander and Darius are entering a new war.
"Women know how fragile life is, how death is close, and men dream of immortality and kill endlessly on every occasion."