FROM THE HISTORY OF THE BAND 'OBLACHNY KRAY'. CHAPTER 16: EXILE FROM PARADISE. A GREBENSHCHIKOV TRIBUTE

To be completely honest, when recounting the story behind the creation of our last album, it is impossible to ignore my relationship with alcohol. I see it as an integral part of the creative process. Unfortunately, on the one hand, but on the other—maybe that's how it was meant to be, maybe it was supposed to happen exactly like that, right on time. Otherwise, the music might have turned out completely different—stupid and uninteresting. As Tropillo says, music is either acid, weed, or alcohol-fueled. The latter is definitely mine.Let me try to count how many times during that period Tropillo kicked me out of the studio in disgrace. And not just kicked me out, but banned me forever, with no right to ever return, shouting all sorts of colorful insults after me. Every time he escorted me off the factory grounds, he would leave a written order at both checkpoints: 'Under no circumstances whatsoever should the key to the studio be given to Sergei Bogaev.'