A Bitch's Share 1984

1984 - A Bitch's Share

01 INTRO

Instrumental intro

02 UNION OF COMPOSERS

Here is a very prestigious feeding trough
Champing comes from there
A massive ass, swollen like a pillow
-The musical Buddha sits enthroned
A satisfied hiccup rings out
They slumber and purr happily in their sleep
All the high-flying birds
All the deep-swimming fish
And, lo and behold, broadcasting over the airwaves
Thickly seasoned with mothballs
Sweet, akin to marshmallow
So-called high art
Grab a piece
Grab a piece
Grab a piece
A fattier one

03 THE GRAY CARDINAL

Hold your tongues, people
And seal the cracks
Again the cardinal's servants
Are called to assembly by the trumpets
Again the cardinal's servants
Are called to assembly by the trumpets
Again they will listen, sniff
Crawl into beds
The Jesuit spiritual father
The Jesuit spiritual father
Let the forces of lies and the forces of truth
Break their spears
Let them drown each other in blood
Chop off heads
Well, and the gray lord
Doesn't interfere with the fight
He sits in the shadows and modestly
Silently observes
The Jesuit spiritual father
The Jesuit spiritual father
Under the cover of night
So that no one knows
He sets his nets
The cunning cardinal

04 FIRE EATER

Fire, fire I greedily drink
Pouring the flame into my veins
I smash the empty glass against the ground
And gain my strength
Fire, fire I greedily drink
Not drinking, but devouring
The tracks of studded boots
I erase from my brain
A faceted sword in my hands
And, taking a swing, I
Cleave the knots of the loathsome
Rotten existence

05 ULTRASCHIZOID IMPULSE

Licking the mold from the bark of rotten birches
Sucking the bones of someone's corpses
Slurping the murky juice of rivers of flowing tears
I clench a handful of tungsten screws
My magic voice
Rushes through the Universe
Along the immortal path
I rush after it
I am a humanist, I am a creator
I am the renewed chairman
I am a humanist, I am a creator
I am the renewed chairman

06 OBSCURANTIST

Someone in a black tailcoat
Rages in the darkness
Waving a thin baton
Kicking up dust
Somewhere the sun rises
Rises and sets
And in the steppe, in the wind
Feather grass undulates

07 A BITCH'S SHARE

I see outstretched, filled with light,
Faces praising the common current
I see circumstances calling for victories,
I see, and therefore I sing
An old bakery on the edge of the village,
Aroma and freshness, good deeds
Dear sounds please the ear
Smells of freedom excite the spirit
I see outstretched, filled with light,
Faces praising the common current
I see circumstances calling for victories,
I see, and therefore I sing
Push forward, pull back - no problem with that
You can't glance over the line to the harem
Children drink like beasts, start an argument,
After all, the hero of the gathering is the biggest thief

08 PALE-FACED AS A DOG

Silently the stars look down
Bare shadows loom
Near the old bathhouse
Someone is crying pitifully
Crying from grief, or maybe
Maybe crying from happiness
Gnawing and biting their elbows
Painfully biting their wrists
The walls of the old bathhouse
Having drunk their fill of moisture, went limp
Translucent drops
Quietly flow down them
The brains of a cretin cannot
The brains cannot grasp
How to jump over this slippery barrier
This slippery barrier
Absolutely pale-faced all over
Pale-faced as a dog
Suddenly someone's face arises
In the doorway
And instantly two stars
Two stars in the constellation of Cancer
Will extinguish the light
In their nocturnal celestial home

09 SUCK-SUCK ON IT

The boss gives his young secretary
A box of lozenges;
Suck-suck on it, but remember-
This is an advance for the night ahead.
Suck-suck on it
Suck-suck on it
A seasoned buyer-reseller
Sucks a cocktail through a straw;
Suck-suck on it, but remember-
Your turn will come too.
Suck-suck on it
Suck-suck on it
And here is the damned capitalist
He sucks the blood of the people;
Suck-suck on it, but remember-
The people will present you with the bill.
Suck-suck on it
Suck-suck on it

10 MY AFGHANISTAN

Like tender maiden shoulders
The rounded forms of the minarets
A land of friendly, courageous, and proud people
Here are woven into a tight thread
The languages of different nations
Here are woven into a tight thread of contradictions
My Afghanistan - the pride of Muslims
The Koran is honored and respected here
My Afghanistan strictly honors the Koran -
Therefore, it is the pride of Muslims.
In the mornings over beloved Kabul
Flashes flare across half the sky -
It is the sun uncurling its eyelashes
And in spite of all enemies
A new day marches towards us
A new day marches towards us irrevocably
Beware Dushman, tremble Dushman
I will not give you Afghanistan
Like Azerbaijan, like Uzbekistan
I will defend Afghanistan

11 IN ANTICIPATION OF DEATH

Life is approaching the finish line
My strength is not what it used to be
It seems it's time to take a look
At the long and great path of life

I fell in love often
Was pulled in over my head
Into the swamp of the dawn of love
I deceived women
And was deceived myself
Not once, not twice, and not three times

With a sincere and righteous face
I am ready to appear before the Creator
Even though I didn't live righteously

In the early spring of 1984, we were kicked out of the Palace of Culture of the "Red Forge" plant. By that time, the group's reputation was such that attempts to get a place anywhere else were futile. That's when I remembered the phone number that Andrei Tropillo had left me during his visit to Arkhangelsk in 1982 with the band Aquarium. After a long search for the piece of paper with the number, which to my joy was found, I called Andrei and said that we had some material for an album, but nowhere to record it now. The authorities had us completely surrounded. To which Andrei briefly replied: come on over, you can record it here. So we arrived. From that moment began the next stage of the group's development... 
Sergey Bogaev 
From the middle of 1984, the "Leningrad" period of the group begins. Arriving at Andrei Tropillo's studio, "Oblachny Krai" begins recording the album "A Bitch's Share" (sound engineer Andrei Tropillo) in the lineup: Sergey Bogaev, Vladimir Budnik, and the legendary Evgeny Guberman from "Aquarium", who joined the group by taking the drum stool. The album saw the light of day in November 1984 and immediately became super popular throughout the entire Soviet Union. Very many music lovers of that time began their acquaintance with the work of "Oblachny Krai" specifically with this album, one of the compositions of which was even released on French vinyl along with other underground rock bands banned at that time.

In this release, we present the composition "1984" which was previously not included in this album

1. Intro
2. Union of Composers
3. Gray Cardinal
4. Ultraschizoid Impulse
5. Fire Eater
6. Obscurantist
7. A Bitch's Share
8. Pale-Faced as a Dog
9. Suck-Suck on It!
10. My Afghanistan
11. In Anticipation of Death
12. 1984-1 (bonus)