Vladlen Simonov Biography

Well, this, of course, is already extremes, but almost every Muscovite and guest of the capital probably visited the concert in the subway. At least on the run. Once thanks to music in the subway, one could rattle in jail, today-to the network. Videos from the transitions are walking on the Internet: a girl with an accordion, a man with a violin, a mini-organ, Grigory Leps.

An involuntary audience is seething: they praise, scold, count money, send confessions in love, are interested in who needs it at all. On the morning of Monday, I went to find out who performed in the subway and why. Musicians before the concert "Jazz in the subway." We stood on one of the "sites" - red, indicating the "scene" of the sticker. In the spring, the jury selected the musicians: professionals and active citizens, and musicians choose venues themselves - on the site.

Conditions: a maximum of two two -hour concerts per day at different stations, from ten in the morning to ten in the evening, excluding peak hours. Periodically, the rows of wards of Olesya replenish the stars of the “Upper World”. A week ago, Dina Garipova sang at Borovitskaya - in honor of the day of an elderly person. In February - Leps. At the official opening of the project in March - Syutkin.

I'll try one song. " He went down, his people stuck. I look, he is already sings the third. They shout to me: “Olesya, take it away, we have not yet driven up! The performance of Valery Syutkin at the concert "Jazz in the subway." I talked with Syutkin just the other day. At two in the morning Saturday, in the train car parked at the Poster Plant, Business Center. On the platform, the winners of tickets of tickets in the social networks of the subway and other participants of the next, already in the Metro account, celebrated the summer jazz in Russia - a concert.

Then in 15 minutes he managed to tell about parking, and about how in the subway this year went down twice, and even about Australia. And about "music", of course. Today it is a little on the run. Maybe someone and the “music in the subway” will interpret this way-we go past, there is something playing, but for the guys this is a platform, the first step, and for a person to stop, you must do something very well.

And preferably - quietly. Music, which becomes annoying, interferes - not mine. " Listeners of the concert "Jazz in the subway." It descends: in shales, unnecessary, in a short summer overalls. And we have men from the department in jackets. Oh, Vladlen, Olesya suddenly waved her hand. A middle -aged man cheerfully rose in the steps: a black suit, a red shirt, coffee. Vladlen was driving to another site, but on the proposal of Olesya, “until Vera drove up,” the speaker and violin was withdrawn to the light.

Vladlen Simonov. At 4 years old I went to the violin. Vladlen paused a little and answered: “When the Vanessa Mei Orchestra came here, and they all spent mushrooms, I was invited in return.” And what is interesting: I have seven children. Six daughters and one kid. Because of this, he went down the subway, and worked everything in 17 years. Thanks to the resistance of my legs and every grandmother for 10 cents.

For the fact that the family is intact and the children are alive, I hid them then. I am ready for this in the subway until the end of my life to work. You see, glued all. Therefore, I think - has the right to wear our flag. There are normal passengers, there are hooligans, there are homeless people who are smelly, but musical ones will throw 5 rubles and will dance for two hours.

In general, I love people, but if they came to take something away from me, of course, they will get a very big rebuff and are unlikely to be jammed. In addition to the violin, I am a well -trained athlete. Well, think for yourself - if I can withstand my feet for 16 hours, and during this time only go to the toilet and drink coffee a couple of times. I am very efficient.

Then the violin finally went into business. Something complex, "Oriental Tales", "Captain, smile." The first in Cofr was a hundred eastern -looking man in a leather jacket. Already went down the stairs, but the girl returned, stood three compositions, embarrassed, laid 50 rubles. Vladlen played high, it was obvious. But Vera was already running up the stairs - a young long -haired blonde.

In addition to the accordion in the case, the hair varnish and the gratitude box with reference to Instagram of faith on the side. Vera Selezneva. There was an open mirror on the Coffra - Vera combed her hair. It is unpleasant when the homeless come up or just pester. Not by music, but in appearance. She was so fresh, it is clear that it was she who recently painted her. Or, they sometimes draw in the process, as I play, then they give it too.

There was one unpleasant case - when the man took my box and went through the crowd to collect money. He kind of wanted to help me, but I do not need such help. People as they want, and express gratitude. I stopped the music and said: "Do not do that anymore, a man." I introduced me to the hope and Muscovite. Tchaikovsky, Beethoven is everything for me. I think to drive up to his printing house.

How is this street - Kolzuzhenka? And we went to Borovitskaya. And here we have. Surely, all in grannies - they love him. A graduate of the Humanitarian University at the Faculty of Culture and Art, the holder of the bass bariton and classical appearance Nikolai Ryabukha for twenty-five years “treated” wounded female souls in the subway.However, both men and children stopped. And, of course, grandmothers.

One, in a huge pink hat and an old coat, folding her arms over her chest, stood one of the songs right under his side by Nikolai, took the leaflet-implant from Nikolai's concert in the house of scientists and went on, wiping away tears. When Nikolai Aria from Mr. X sang, I could not stand it and went to invite men. Olesya suggested that I sing at the very beginning, but I did not torture Muscovites.

It remains to dance. On the "Borovitskaya" and the site has - there are many places. Two immediately refused me, without explanation. Then I noticed an African American: from a needle, a scarf, a bag in brown checkers. He also spoke Russian. It’s beautiful: “France, Paris” ... went to look on Red Square - I went from afar, and then to the point: - Can I invite you to dance?

The wife on the Internet will see that I am in Moscow, - will kill. Well, at least a vest. Grandmother at first a little dancing for a look, and then circled me for a sweet soul. Listeners of the speech of Nikolai. At first, the woman at the “wedding” showed the ring - she got married the day before yesterday. Then the girl said that she writes poetry.

But when I saw how happy the eyes of people .. I sometimes perform in the houses of veterans. And then a grandmother, who is a hundred years old, is suitable, and says: "Son, I will wait until the end of my life." And here there are people who even theoretically could not get to my concerts, and in the subway have the opportunity to listen to music, and not only mine.

They sing, dance.