ZX Power #04 09 января 2000

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Interview - X-PROmotion. XPJ story about a trip to Donetsk.

X-PROmotion'99


                in Donetsk

(C) 1999, E. Nesterenko (Jam)
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   First of all, what is it? If
look in the dictionary, you can see that
promotion stands for "promotion", "support", etc. But this is 
not PROsto:) support, it support the efforts of the Spectrum 
our team is X-Project Association. And to this end, we decided 
to travel the expanses of our vast homeland in order to 
personally build and strengthen contacts with the active 
Spectrum scene. And we decided to start with the city of 
Donetsk, where long ago we were invited KGS'Co ...



               Part One


            "Road to the Clouds"


   The tram was delayed. I'm hopefully looking into the 
darkness, trying to see where light tram round eyes, but so far 
unsuccessfully. It was May 7, Friday, Donetsk train departs 
from South Station at 22.50, and the clock is already natikalo 
ten minutes past nine. In general, we agree with Squizer'om and 
Cobr'oy meet at a train station 21.30, but had yet to buy 
tickets ... Tram no. Well, I thought, all

ends before it began. And here (in spite,
probably) came tram. Rumbling wheels, he descended a hill and 
stopped. Slammed the door, I walked cautiously

listening. Fortunately, the phrase "prior to
Central, at the depot ... "was not followed -
hence the tram was going on a complete journey to
Station.

   In the building of the station I went into the 21.25, but 
Squizer and Cobra, have already arrived on the scene, told me 
that I was late. In response, I pointed at his watch and 
offered to go for tickets. Near the cash register shifting 
miniature (oddly enough) of all human four.


   - Look, - said triumphantly
Squizer, pointing to a turn - there was nothing to set ajar so 
early, before departure More than an hour.


   - Yep - I chuckled, anticipating that
the worst is yet to come.

   And my hunch did not disappoint. Almost.
It was found that second-class tickets are no longer
was Compartment same pricey, remained common. Mood still tainted
harmful aunt, the cashier, who at first
indignantly said that ticket prices for it
does not know (!) and then began to swear,
when it turned out that she herself confused and tickets: We 
ordered two tickets for her student and one regular, and it is 
something there could not hear, etc. Procedure "producer" of 
tickets in general deserves a separate discussion. Sit, it 
means that this the cashier in front of her a miracle hostile 
technology, which it calls a "computer". She asked where we 
need to tickets, then clicks on a button, it takes several 
minutes (!) and from there climbs Tickets, which are worth the 
price. And in advance the price can be found only in the 
Reference, but for the money ... In a word, unique Soviet 
services. 

   But here we finally found the car, and
it was a "zero" car, (ie one
which is just behind the locomotive) and choose a suitable 
place. Here we have emerged dispute: what is the difference 
between the total car from second-class, if they look the same.

In principle, there was a version that the overall car
looks just like a wagon train,
but in reality this view is not consistent. Cobra decided to 
walk to the car in search of more information, I began to 
discuss with Squizer'om terms arrival in Donetsk and we will 
work together to found on the tickets date 7.00. Here 
approached Cobra and conspiratorial voice says: 

   - Well, now I know what the total differs from the 
second-class ... 

   - What? - Breathlessly asked
We, in anticipation of something terrible.

   - And that from here out, then no!

   - What else out?

   - Well, the train exit vestibule with this
part no!

   - Let me out, bitch! - I could not resist.

   - What the hell kind of output, a vestibule?
- Sigh Squizer. - On the side of locomotives, are you going to 
get into the furnace? 

   - Ah, well, exactly - has agreed to Cobra.

   The train finally started moving. Outside, it was
quite dark, and only here and there lights snatched from the 
darkness blurred gray silhouettes. Here Squizer said the 
historic phrase: 

   - SysOp on the road, and BBS working!

   It turns out that he wrote to his parents
instructions, where exactly have: how much,
how and how much turn on the computer, which
program to start and shut down when ...
Cobra said that although he is on vacation, but
his station also works. They talked about
BBS'kah. Then Squizer pulled from his bag a magazine like 
"Computerra (in general, pisyushny magazine) and plunged into 
the study technical characteristics of some scanners, and we 
began to load Cobr'oy each other's jokes on stage. Squizer

began to resist the flow of jokes, perhaps, they interfered 
with his concentration, we persisted, but soon people began 
around packed bed and we decided to follow

his example. Cobra moved to another compartment, and
sort of fell asleep. But the real SysOp'y in
this time (about midnight) do not sleep! And we
began with Squizer'om discuss issues
associated with the release of ZX-Power # 4 and current
state of affairs in the X-Project Association and
Spectrum at all. The conversation lasted. Finally, we decided 
that it is better to not sleep at seven o'clock in the morning 
(in Donetsk), and Here, on the train ... I found myself an 
empty seat and tried to sleep. Could to me it's difficult: by 
constantly held people slamming the door and on top of the train

was pretty cool. (Or even very much:))
But I somehow managed to doze off, and just fall asleep, 
because it is unlikely sleeping man will hear and knock on 
doors and passing by passengers ... 

   Suddenly I hear - someone is talking.
Well, talking, yeah, okay, but I
alerted others. The conversation was about
this: a woman's voice said that he learns
(Voice) in a certain university, and a man something
about this university asked what, say,
subjects, so what problems, told
how he solved these problems. All clear - go some students. But 
then I hear something like "... bu-bu-bu, and that's Dima 
Partsirny ... bu-bu-bu ... HPI, yes ... Boo Booboo ... "What 
the hell, I think it really coincidence? Well, okay. A voice 
continued: "Here we are at one time ... bu-bu-bu ... Squizer 
... bu-bu-bu ..." Then I could not resist. Get up, look in the 
next compartment, and those who wanted to sleep much sceners 
already It turns out that "glue" some studentokpoputchits! I 
joined the conversation. It turns out that students have 
studied in Kharkov Academy of Nutrition (nutrients such :)) And 
went home for the holidays, in some village near Donetsk.


   Well, word for word, began to talk,
I'm ready to attack, when suddenly
Cobra incurred to ship this ... I will not here
to quote, I can only say one thing: Cobra
talking to GIRLS ON COMPUTERS! :-O
We take Squizer'om speechless. Then
started trying to clear hint
Cobr'e by mistake, but he was not listening,
he sold at all ... In general, when students are gone, we have 
received from Squizer'om occasion for jokes for three days. 
Poor Cobra, got it from us! But mood has improved, we were 
approaching Donetsk and decided to have breakfast. Squizer 
began to say that so soon does not eat breakfast and in reply 
he received from me a half-hour lecture about the physiology of 
the digestive system and diet. And then we saw ... pipe. Hefty, 
tall chimneys, out of which column of smoke poured, not black, 
it is true, and dirty-white. Smoke rose into the sky, creating 
a kind of cloud, and I realized that our journey - a journey 
into the clouds. 

   - Welcome to Donetsk! - Said
Squizer, sinister smile. - You've captured
with a gas masks? .. :)



               Part Two


             "Where are you going?"


   But we do not need gas masks, we
had years' experience of survival in a
of the most industrialized cities in the CIS
- Kharkiv, and some clouds out there to scare us was difficult. 
We have had other concerns: a meet if we are at the station?

The fact is that when KGS visited
Kharkov, they had to meet Dismaster
and he met, but "not quite". He gave them
Coordinates: come to the metro station
"Im.Sverdlova" and wait for him there. The guests arrived, but 
could not find a station. They somehow knew that the station 
was renamed, and now it's called "Cold Mountain "...:) And 
Dismaster, accustomed to the old name, and do not realize that 
they are somehow do not know him, here and travel to visit

subway more than an hour, until by some miracle
Dismaster still managed to find them. Therefore, we have been 
preparing for the worst - before leaving Tim said Squizer'u by 
phone something like "We can meet you ...

be ... ":))

   Fortunately, they still welcomed us,
we noticed yet met a trio of windows
wagon. We met Tim Kelly, CrazyMan
and Highlander. There was an exchange of greetings,
then a discussion of the road and we moved in
way. Just do not understand where exactly. The plans we were 
these: to communicate with KGS, meet with and inspect ArtWork 
Donetsk attractions, but it was clear that for one day to do 
such work impossible. It was decided to start going to the 
Highlanders. Along the way we had come on the market (just), 
then the market, but the book, and then found themselves in the 
shop for photographic film. The department was on the break and 
we have decided yet, "a little refreshment" ... For this goal 
has been acquired by two-liter beer bottle "Good Shubin. 
(Shubin - it's something like a brownie, only mine

:))) As a true connoisseur of beer, can not
not to mention good quality above grade, but I can confidently
say that the better the Shining Monastery "beer does not exist! 
:) Come on Kharkov, see for yourself. Or ask

Midisoft'a ... Well, okay, let's leave this topic for gourmets, 
but will return directly to the story. 

   On the road from us had a very interesting case: first, a 
sullen young cyclist nearly knocked Cobr'u, then he made a 
circle and tried again to make a "zoom" (but less 
successfully), and Then two things happened. To meet our

company is a grandfather, a kind does not
remarkable, we have almost passed,
suddenly razvorachvaetsya grandfather and says:

   - Where do you go?

   We are dumbfounded. At first I thought maybe his grandfather 
that someone from Shakhtar knows en No, look - they also do not 
understand. A grandfather all did not let up.


   - No, now you tell me where are you going?

   - Who the hell knows where to go, - I replied. - Are here 
somewhere, we go ... 

   - Oh, you - lamenting his grandfather. - Country in
danger circle capitalists, and you all
do not care!

   And then we end up with that this old man,
most likely, some secret Communist, and on the eve decided to 
make agitation. Scream was full, and such a joke

especially difficult to come up with! :))))

   But back to beer ... :) After a hard
the way it came in very handy, and soon
Cobra has already started to greet was taking place
by granny from 9 May and treat her pies ... Finishing his 
bottle, we continued our journey. On the way to read some 
sights: a monument to the miners, the Donetsk McDonald's, the 
bridge, under which rented the truck chase from the second 
"Terminator" and the last free in Donetsk WC. Donetsk generally 
pretty original town: well, where else in the center city ​​can 
be seen mine, surrounded by hills of processed rock? And

surrounding these mines quietly piled
high-rise buildings, perhaps, that it was not necessary
far to go to work. :) In the air
a lot of dust, a couple of hours finding the shoes on the 
street is completely covered by it. (Or maybe just did not rain 
for a long time?) Residents, according to the people of 
Donetsk, in the city about 2 million, although according to my 
observations of architecture, much of the territory is the 
private sector. The bulk of the people, as in Kharkov, says in 
Russian, despite the abundance of yellow-blue flags.


   Finally we got to the Highlander. There we
Cobr'oy left their stuff (it was decided
that we will live with him) and went to his
(Highlander), my brother, because of the Highlander
computer was not home. Brother Highlander clearly
did not expect such a company, but quickly recovered himself, 
and we organized a "workplace" - Pentagon 128 + b / w TV + 
drive + AY. We launched ZX-Power # 3, and Tim read

own interviews. Then I, as a major
special on the Spectrum (Cobra Spectrum completely
scored, and Squizer mostly sitting on the pc
an emulator) began to show all
Streak: and some of the programs of the Annex to
ZXP # 4, and graphics from its rolevuhi (unfortunately, only 
the schedule, because the source code, which I took with me, it 
was possible otkompilit only 512 kb), and new programs have 
recently come to Kharkov. 

   Randomly in the box I found a disc
with demos from Funtop, and Cobra suddenly expressed
desire to see these demos. Visitors
"Fifth Element", then something else, but here
Squizer said sternly that we here do not come to watch the 
demo, as a matter of doing. Then we realized it and 
zasobiralsya. Before care discussed the most "burning" theme, 
and it turned out that the Highlander with his brother also 
going to do RPG. In my professional interest in caught fire and 
about half an hour, I discussed with them issues of creating 
role-playing games. But we are waiting for other cases We said 
goodbye to Brother Highlander and drove to Tim'u. Yes, I 
forgot, by the time We had been five, as CrazyMan separated 
from our company even before the beer - in He had some 
important business. And we were supposed to meet (and not only 
to him) night at the Donetsk Prulevke ("sisopnike). In Stock 
had a few hours and we had time yet to call on Tim'u.


   It was found that Spectrum's home
not (that's spektrumisty, pancake, called!
:)), Or rather is, but burned per cent, so that
had to run the emulator on the PC ... But
I was finally able to otkompilit source and run your game. By 
the time Squizer lay on the sofa and ... asleep. We did not 
wake him up. Familiarized with demos, Tim and Cobra began to 
give "helpful advice" and "criticism." I waved feebly - to me

realized that I talk with people who have not seen any "real" 
RPG, and Nothing in this issue do not understand. Then

Tim showed the achievements of the new game ArtWork -
a sort of animated adventure, a very likeable. Cobra was 
delighted, obviously quests he had seen enough on the PC and 
was then already was "in the know." ;)) Then looked Cobra 
"Black Crow", but rather all same "revel" in the WarCraft ...


   After a while we arrived at the
"Sisopnik. Here were: Vitaly Stepanov,
Igor Pasechnik (author of "Mirrors"), CrazyMan and three 
pts'shnikov. Became acquainted and the whole crowd, we went for 
beer. On the way, it was decided to take another vodka, and 
then go to the musician KGS - Vitaly Svetashovu (Tash Key). We 
all did not go, but lined up in the landing ... :)




       On a bench near the house Vitalik


   Upper row: (left to right)


   1) Vital Svetashev (Tash Key / KGS)

   2) unknown pts'shnik

   3) Vitaly Stepanov / Art Work

   4) Didenko, Dmitry (Highlander / KGS)

   5) Igor Pasechnik / Art Work


   Bottom row: (left to right)


   1) Evgeny Malkov (Tim Kelly / KGS)

   2) Eugene Safronov (CrazyMan / KGS)

   3) Yevgeny Nesterenko (Jam / XPJ)

   4) Alex Buhay (Squizer / XPJ)

   5) Konstantin Belous (Cobra / XPJ)


   When Acne saw a crowd, he
immediately joined us and our
excessively bloated team moved to
lake that was nearby. At the picturesque shores of Lake adorned 
log Whom and honor the "home" the whole team. Once we settled 
down, as past drove the patrol car. From this

up and a pair scowling Cop faces, but they do not stop
wished, and go, see, for reinforcements. :) Well, we, for its 
part, decided to wasted no time to lose and the banquet began 
... 

   ... Gradually, the conversation more and more animated: they 
discussed all the vital problems Spectrum scene, the state

Affairs in Kharkiv and Donetsk, in particular, and
CIS in general. We, the guests were solemnly
presented with copies of branded "Mirrors" with
autographed by the creators, has been said many
Good words and no less good toast.
;)) In general, when there was nothing to drink already, and
the mood was most that is excellent, we decided to go to Acne 
Svetashovu a visit. Well not the whole crowd, of course, but

only our Kharkov trio, Tim, Highlander, and he Acne, of course. 
The rest company to go home - already

was getting on towards evening and could miss
transport.

   But just in case we have another bottle and go. At home 
Vitalik was an arsenal of musical equipment:

CD player, tape deck, usilok, speakers
under 100 watts, several guitars, and even record players. 
Well, not counting computers, of course - Speccy and pisyuk.

Incidentally, Vitaly, it turns out, worked on the radio "Europa 
Plus" and showed us photography, where he was captured along 
with Meladze, Green Greyami etc. Particularly interesting was 
the snapshot, which together Acne with Meladze - they look like 
brothers. ;)) 

   To start Acne spun us your
Last pisishnuyu tune (he wrote the music, not only on the 
Spectrum). That can be carried out this song say? I personally 
did not like the sound of instruments: it is like and not AY, 
but before the "real" sound oh, how far ... In short, 
"zatyukali" we pisyuk and demanded "give the Spectrum!". :) 
Started run ZXP # 3, but then we waited for the first

bummer: none of the three (!) pyaterochnyh "
floppy drive would not read the magazine.
True, the floppy was "completely dead" and
barely able to read the "proper" CDs. : (
Only managed to listen to tunes spekovskie
Vitalik. There, incidentally, was a musical
accompaniment to the game "Homer Simpson ..." -
it turned out that all the music written for her
namely Vitalik. Then we waited another
discovery. By downloading one of the tracks, Vitaly said that 
this remix nazaretovskoy "Love hurts". I was surprised and said 
that just in our ZXP # 3 also has a

thing, sort of like an unknown author and decided to compare 
them. But after listening to the melody the end, I realized 
that it's the same melody! It turns out, Vitaly, without 
knowing it, wrote us a great soundtrack to magazine. For it 
ought to have a drink ... Finally, we hear a little more "live" 
sound - Acne sang us some electric guitar track, I think, of 
his own. 

   We had to get home on foot,
because transport is not gone. :) Well, just think, about forty 
minutes away! But the dream stronger. ;)



          to be continued ...
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X-PROmotion'99


                in Donetsk

(C) 1999, E. Nesterenko (Jam)
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               Part Three


              "Victory Day"


   Sunday was not just Sunday
and Victory Day. Therefore it was decided to go in search of 
local attractions. But first we looked at Igor Beekeeper to 
visit. And again ZXP # 3 does not want to read! But something 
to look all the same was - I showed the schedule of

your project and we listened to music
ZXP # 4. The funny thing is that when Igor was going to show us 
the achievements of their current game, its own disks would not 
read wanted! After several painful attempts, they still read, 
but left the impression that chance. :) 

   Then we all looked the same sights, visited the park, 
"clicked" Donetsk landscapes and monuments, and towards evening 
came to an area where agreed to interview the authors of 
"Mirrors" - Vitalik and Igor. We have chosen a picturesque 
town, Zatar beer and I started to take interview ... :))


   Gradually, the interview turned into a solid
philosophy - I found these interesting interlocutors, that he 
could not take advantage of case and not talk plenty. ;)


   Home again, had to stomp on foot. People from all over the 
city to the area in anticipation of the promised discos 
fireworks, broke some fun - there was no disco, no fireworks. : 
(With all the grief moved from house to house and accidents 
trams, trolleys and buses started to bulge at the seams, trying 
to accommodate all who want them to go. We're wanting to avoid 
possible injuries, were content with a walk in the fresh air.




         Before leaving home ...


   On Monday, we started to go home, but even then not without 
incident happened. On the way to the station Squizer and Tim 
managed to run into controllers and pay penalty tickets at the 
station again, there was no had to negotiate with the 
conductor, but Despite all these little (and not)

trouble, it was still the Victory Day.
And not only the victory over fascism, but also the Day
The victory of friendship, and Victory Day unforgettable
computer Sinclair ZX-Spectrum.
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