music: "Blue carriage" (B. Shainsky)
by: KENOTRON/ETS/SCENE'98
(c) Evgeny Borisov.
Staritsa.
Frost and steel.
The New Year is already approaching. And
I remember what happened a year ago.
And there was such a thing that I couldn’t forget these
The wonderful New Year's days are still a long way off. Coal
we unloaded for our home plant.
Right in the morning the master gave orders -
tion: "For unloading coal. Car from Kemerovo
Arrived." Well, I dressed as best I could. Master fu-
I gave out the file, the rest was from my overalls -
yes. Made something like a costume
loader.
Of course, I was not alone. Ten wh-
catchers were collected from all over the plant. GATHERED
we went to arm ourselves. Where can I get a sledgehammer?
meme, where is the shovel, where can we get hold of a crowbar.
We got ready. Let's go.
We're driving in an old UAZ van, shaking
we sit down, soar over the benches like Burevestni-
ki. Crowbars roll across the floor and our legs,
rumble. And the climate in the van is just right.
As the weather forecasters say, it's frosty and windy:
comes through fromall the cracks.
We've finally arrived.
I got out. I looked around. That's right: railway.
station. The train with our carriage near the pack
the house is worth it.
We approach the carriage. We drop the hooks,
We open the hatches in the bottom of the car. At least one
a crumb fell out of there. I looked in
the inside of the car, and there is a pure mixture of coal with
ice. There’s nothing to do, just grab the crowbar and let’s go
maybe, otherwise it was already starting to freeze... No, not
very pure mixture, snow inclusions
come across...
Others are also warming up. Who's next to me
It's hammering from below. Who climbed into the carriage and beat
I'll meet you later. The main thing here is at least some
Just punch a hole to the hatch and it will work there.
And my colleague in the shop, a person slightly
harmful, already singing in my ear:
- Work, work. This is not your memoir-
your ry to write.
Working. Don't freeze. And freeze
I've already stopped. Warm up little by little
chal.
They hammered, hammered. They hammered, hammered.
They continued to make a hole from the top to the hatch. Then
second. Third. And so on by the number of hatches. Te-
now everyone has already climbed into the carriage and on top
Bim. The coal falls down on its own. There it is
tractor-excavator, our factory one, warmed up
Pushes him aside.
Then there was lunch. So easy. In pairs
Sandwiches with canned meat and a glass of lemon
nada. There was vodka too. I put the glass down
I took thirty grams for company. By-
chewed, sat, chatted and went back to the
gon.Still, the guys are wrong. Keep warm
better work and not vodka. More reliable. In
I didn't feel any frost while I was working. Even
my feet have warmed up in my tattered winter-
them Boots. And the frost was fifteen degrees
tsat.
After lunch we are doing quite well
let's go. We broke through the frozen bark from above, and
underneath the coal is unfrozen, warm... Until
In the evening the carriage was half empty.
It was day one. 30 DECEMBER.
31 DECEMBER. Day two.
The easy life is over. Unmixed
We raked out the coal yesterday, there is some left
only frozen crust along the bottom and sides.
DolBim.
That's what I'm thinking. But in America
coal is not unloaded in winter. It's only
us... Maybe this attraction is worth it
arrange for those who are greedy for Russian exotica
foreigners. "Unloading coal in conditions
Russian winter". An American comes and gives
each of our loaders gets 50 bucks, which-
Would raise them to work, and goes along with
Use them to chisel coal. And after work he treats
them all with our vodka (for whiskey our men
they'll just wince). He has impressions
child for life.
January 2. Day three.
I almost froze. Coal left in the car
there was not much elk, mostly two blocks in the corner
lah. We finished off what was left on Board
elk and huddled near the rock. I should stand there
nowhere. They wield crowbars and sledgehammers. Well,
a crowbar is nothing, but a sledgehammer of that look
di will fly offBroken pen. And she flew away. Ho-
it’s good to hit the side of the carriage, and not on the forehead of the box
mu-anything.
I walked and walked, and then I got out
wagon with a shovel and became derailed
Remove coal from under the wheels.
Removed. Cleared the way.
Then he stood and looked out of the hatch
The last blocks are rolling out.
We drove back happy. We already had
don't care about the shaking and frosty drafts from
all the cracks. The main thing is that they did the job.
And then I remembered one phrase
Abandoned by one of us on the first day:
“In our country, coal is mined twice.
Once in a mine, another time in a carriage."
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(c) Alexander
Mikhailov.
Tver.
FALCON AND HIS APPLE
Nikolai has been living near Moscow for a long time. But
I have never been to the Great Hall of Moscow
which conservatory, only in the Small Hall.
Today, while passing by, he saw a poster.
Favorite Second Symphony by Gustav Mahler
performed by a world celebrity. And he re-
wanted to go.
Nikolai has been drawn to music since childhood. Sleep-
I started not very consciously. I liked the extract
play sounds from musicaltoys. Was at
he has a wooden xylophone and an accordion,
which he stretched so much when he walked with ma-
mine during the holiday demonstration that
she fell apart. Invited friends to visit
Zhenya and Olya. He gave his wife an accordion, a different one,
Olya sat down on the floor at the five-ruble piano,
and he picked up a plastic flute with
About the broken end. I liked her compact
ness. The trio worked out, although he didn't know
then this word, and music as such,
howl, of course, it didn’t work out.
Having seen the funeral orchestra, I decided to depict
smash the timpani, taking two lids in your hands
pots. One day, instead of kindergarten, he spent
day at Grandma's sister's. She was stretching
Kolya played his son's accordion, and Kolya played
on an instrument like a piano. Of course
It was hard to call it a game.
It is unlikely that his singing was euphonious either.
Sang the song "Russia, Russia, Russia"
my homeland," but I heard the discontent of my
mothers:
- It's better not to sing. And you have no hearing and
you live not in Russia, but in Siberia.
He, however, did not understand why Siberia is
not Russia, although later I was faced with the fact that
that the SiBiryans separate Siberia and Russia.
Although his mother thought that he did not have
rumor, but when it was time to go to the first
class, she decided to send him to music
new school for violin. He came to enroll
with Grandma. First, children and adults filled
or the hall, and Kolya was afraid of how he would
sing in public, but then everyone was asked
come out, and the children were called one by one and asked
to sing something. He sang "That Birch
then the mountain ash, the willow bush over the river, the edge
dear, forever beloved, where will you find more
coy." He was not accepted into the music school,
which he was not upset about. Much later
I thought it might be for the better, violent
Training could push away from serious mu-
languages And from the fifth grade he stretched himself
first to opera, and then to symphony
what kind of music.
Graduation from school coincided with moving from
Siberia near Leningrad and he got
opportunity to visit the wonderful Leningrad
Rada Philharmonic with its bright hall, in
where you could not only listen to music
ku, which he usually already knew from notes,
but also to observe the listeners, especially
if I sat by the columns so I could see
the whole hall. It was interesting to watch
people listening to music. Although he himself
he perceived music very closely and in some
some moments from overflowing feelings ho-
wanted to “conduct”, that is, simply
wave your arms to the beat of the music, but still
it seemed like a pose to him when he saw people
(especially in photographs) captured by mu-
language so loud that it seemed that they
somewhere very far from the bustle of the world. Someone
I was just sleeping.
The Philharmonic gave him an acquaintance with
two interesting people. Oneof which
There was a piano given by the mother to the Future
weddingBe. When Kolya was visiting the owner of the
Anino, I tried it with the help of a tutorial
learn at least the minimum skill of gaming
army, but things didn’t work out. And it was a shame that
Often this skill is given to people who
music is essentially not needed or needed, but in
a very primitive version. One of these
he met a man in the army.
In the army, Nikolai really lacked music -
ki, once even in a dream I dreamed of his love-
Beamy symphony. During night duty
he listened to classics on Mayak, in the afternoon
this could not be done, since the co-workers
live bait, when the classics sounded, caught other
my station.
Nikolai was offended that he had
there is so much symphonic music in my head that
I can sing, but I can’t play the guitar
can't find even the simplest melody, but
Sasha has nothing but simple songs
knows, but he can play the guitar, apparently.
"I walked through the forest, sang songs, the nightingale told me
on: sat down, I wanted to catch him, flew away, ...
mother."
Suddenly, on the guitar under his hand,
learned Tchaikovsky's Neapolitan dance.
Falcon and suddenly “Swan Lake”. But he's for
sang to this music, and everything became clear:
"My dear BaB-ka, lift it higher
I'll shove an aluminum skirt up your ass
pipe..."
Before the army, Sasha Sokol was a driver and
carpenter.
Always sleepy. Firsthe has time, vi-
My lip is swollen due to climate change
the side on which he slept, from this
He looked funny in the morning.
He came straight to the army printing house
from the hospital. Despite his illness there,
The “young” was forced to wash the floors. He's right there
in exchange for the cured disease he received his legs
some sores. That's why it's his first time
It was necessary to lubricate them every morning.
He waited until nine o'clock in the morning, when everything was
printing houses got to work and only
Then he started slowly, as he generally did
That's it, take care of your feet. But the law
Having learned this occupation, he was not in a hurry to get to work, but
sat silently for a long time on the Barrel with spent
font - gart
Vasya KiBitkin to him:
- Sokol, could you at least tell us?
Something better than sitting like that.
Or he will ask:
- Falcon, what are you thinking about?
- Nothing
- It doesn’t happen that way.
- Yes, I’m telling you, about nothing.
It seemed that his thoughts were limited
what he looks at. The fly is crawling, why?
she, like her mother, crawls.
They hired him as a driver, but their car
Well, he saw a van for a field printing house
once a year, during exercises, so it
At first they put on Pick up a newspaper, but he
made so many mistakes that it was pointless
but then edit everything. And they placed him
chatter
He coped well with this, and in the summer,
during the exercise, I was dismantling my car, which
I saw her for the first time, thenit turned out
a lot of unnecessary details.
According to him, in his entire life he has not
I haven't read a single book. Quite artistic
chen. He depicted what he saw in their faces. Some kind of
woman: “And I keep laughing, laughing.” Other
guy: "Why are you looking at me like that." Otherwise
turns the car key with a graceful movement:
- This is the key to a lady's heart.
Or cackle with the Tatar equivalent
famous Russian fence word:
"Kut-kut-kutak."
He owned obscenities and once even gave out
a phrase in which three were used at once
derivatives from the word x... Even Vasya KiBit-
Kin, who himself skillfully swears, could not resist:
- Well, Falcon, you give it.
Nikolai never swore in the army, and
when, imitating the Falcon, he repeated it
the word: “I screwed up”, without noticing it, then
The falcon jumped for joy:
- Ivanov swore!
Winter. Stars overhead. Nikolay and So-
count go to the barracks. Suddenly Sasha is somewhere
fails. It turns out that he suddenly
crouched down to scare his companion.
They go to the dining room in formation. Nikolay in GuBu
a flying fly poked, well at least there was a mouth
closed. Nikolai spits for a long time, and Sa-
Sha laughs at his disgust. Came to
dining room On the third, muddy, as always,
jelly. The falcon drank, something got into him from
jelly, licked it and pulled it out. Cockroach. Now
it's his turn to spit.
Nikolai walks with him through the garrison. Sasha
just nowreceived the letter, opened it, etc.
Tal.
- What do they write, I suppose Nadka got married,
did Vanka start drinking? - Nikolai asked, taking
ceiling names, although what ceiling, sky
need them.
- Exactly, did you read my letter?
is it?
Kolya sewed collars over kilos
meter, it will still be picked soon. Sasha person
leisurely century. He sat down to sew on the hem
little boy, putting his tunic on his chest
laziness. Slowly, I carefully sewed small
stitches. Sewed on. A curse was heard. I sewed it on
he is not only a collar worker, but also a gym-
stitch to the Trousers.
For a long time Kolya asked him to make a shelf
for typesetting materials. Falcon agreed
but I didn’t do everything. I had to use ma-
terial stimulus. Before Sasha's night
while on duty, Nikolai promised him a ruble, if
Will the shelf be ready by morning? To the arrival
soldier from the barracks unsightly shelf Was
ready. Vasya then reproached Sokol for a long time
this ruble. After all, the shelf was not needed
Kolya personally. And a soldier’s salary is 2 rubles 80
kopecks
After work Nikolai sits with Sokol in
editors. He took his book about cars
le, often carries it with him, but before studying it
it doesn't work out, but Sasha somehow
I found out that besides this book, not a single one
I haven't read the books.
They sit at tables opposite each other.
Kolya is listening to the radio and chatting under
table with your foot. Sasha is typing something on the pi-
shusheytypewriter. Gives to a colleague:
"Kolka kicks and sticks out from Beetho-
Vienna and Chopin, but I don’t care about Chopin...
needed."
In Sokol's hometown, there is a girl named Lyuba.
Primary school teacher. Almost every
I wrote letters to her the other day. One day Sasha would
I had no time, I asked Kolya to sit on the horse-
believe that it will stick together better. Letter
beloved!
He has envelopes with the reverse filled out
address and a sprawling signature that would be nicknamed
I didn’t ask for it. But this did not stop Vasya from using them.
use by crossing out the address.
Sasha once received a letter from his Lyu-
Bashi, read it and asked Vasya KiBitkin
read it out loud in front of all the soldiers.
She wrote about Chekhov and similar high-minded
she asked for some matters of little concern to him,
to smoke less, as it reflects
on potency. In conclusion, she expressed hope
I hope he doesn’t let her colleagues read her letters
live bait, like other soldiers, what is she talking about
I had to hear. It is this confidence that she
This irritation caused him irritation and forced him to
la to make the letter public, although with her others
he did not introduce us to the messages.
Men and women tend to mutually
new distrust. Hence his indignation
address of different girls. I was indignant that one
on, when he lay on her and did his thing
she told him how it happened for her
went with another man.
Went on vacation and came back angry
Love.
- Cheater. With a Cockroach inI went to the cinema.
All. It's over with Lyubka.
Vasya:
- Yes, marry her, Falcon.
- No, Vasya, never.
One day Sasha came home from duty, and Vasya
gives him a telegram: “Sasha, I’m going out...
husband, I'm sorry. LuBa". I read it and said:
- That's what I thought.
After this, KiBitkin explained what it was
There was a joke arranged with the help of friends
signalmen.
Lyuba bombarded Sokol with letters,
sent a false telegram about his illness
mother. They didn't let me go. Then she's closer to
“demBelyu”, she rolled up herself. Across the country
well. On the eve of her arrival, Sasha assured that
doesn’t want to know her, but on the day of her arrival
she sat on his lap, and they kissed
fell.
From time to time their quarrels resume
foxed
One day Sasha and other soldiers were digging
neighbor's garden. For this she put a soldier -
there's moonshine there. Phone call. Nikolay
picked up the phone. Some woman asks for Sasha,
Allegedly his wife Lyuba is at the station, lying on
bench, she feels bad. Kolya calls Sasha. Pos-
glacial
sends the bride away. Nikolai raised
turns to the phone and says that Sasha
asks for forgiveness. Woman:
- Forgive me, she needs a husband.
They weren't painted yet.
But peace reigned again, and Sa-
sha, as a driver, is later than everyone else, so in
their armies had several honeymoons -
tsev. They spent the night in the photo lab. One
of the soldiers on dutynoticed that often
the lights turned on and off.
- Probably couldn’t get there in the dark.
In the army, Nikolai heard the definition
weddings: "The ceremonial entry into ex-
plutation."
Soldiers in the army are often concerned about the topic
sex, once they even decided to cross their tits
the count's cat and brought by the clerks
cat To admire cat sex in
lack of own. But cat with cat
did not want to mate.
Since childhood, Nikolai wondered why
people have such a dirty attitude towards the process
creating a new person. And a dirty look
He has never been to Pregnant women
characteristic It was surprising even as a child how Ba-
Bushka said about a pregnant woman:
"I sinned."
To the weddings with their vulgar veils at Niko-
barking too There was an aesthetic dislike, so
Moreover, at the age of nine he visited the
What a wedding for your uncle. The vulgarity of the smell
wine, uncle's drunken friend, sitting on
veranda next to Kolya and suddenly without
any connection with your drunken chatter
suddenly hitting Kolya's head against the wall.
Yes, and it was still unclear that it was love
two, and suddenly he gets a bunch of loads
relatives.
However, this question is not yet before him.
stood. Well, Sokol and his Lyuba are their proB-
Lems, he cares little about their fate.
A year after the army, Nikolai was in Ufa
and decided to visit Falcon. He didn't do it on purpose
I would have gone so far, but heflew on a sa-
flying from another city and was forced to
use the capital of Bashkiria as a
transfer point. Street name he wants
I remembered well - envelopes of soldiers' letters
home lay in plain sight until they were taken
to the army postman - but here is the house and apartment -
Tiru forgot. I decided to try to find
tee. I went and asked.
There's a teenager at one entrance
REPORTED:
- I'm Sasha Sokol.
I already wanted to stop searching. In essence
why does he need the Falcon? Simply, if
ended up in this city where there can be more
will never happen, it would be worth looking at
life of a former colleague. Oddly enough,
still found the Falcon in the house of the Barracks
pa. In the corridor, happy Lyubka was washing the floors,
and in the room Sasha caressed the sleeping woman in the stroller
daughter:
- Olya the shit, I'm stuck.
Falcon's appearance of a colleague whom
I haven’t seen it for a year, it wasn’t surprising at all.
- I look out the window, Ivanov is walking towards our
home.
Lyuba came and set the table. Sasha syg-
ral on Bayan. Lyuba said that at first
the daughter's roar prevented the husband from sleeping, but then he
got used to it and began to calmly go about his business
my favorite thing is sleep. Sasha again
played the Bayan, then sat down to play in the house
but, but a neighbor came, and Nikolai had
a reason to say goodbye to these boring people -
mi. He left, confident that he would never again
won't see them.
It's been since thentwenty years.
Involuntarily compares the hall with the Lening-hall
Radsky Philharmonic. And Moscow ka-
looks gloomy and uncomfortable.
Mahler's second symphony. Symphony, which
Paradise always seemed like a copy of his soul. Then
Are there so many lovers of brilliant composition?
torus, or people came to an outstanding di-
conductor. Or maybe show yourself. The people are not
probably a lot and you come across acquaintances
TV and newspaper faces.
Still, it’s better to listen to the recording, you can
Don't be distracted from the music itself.
Performing your favorite symphony does not produce
lo impressions on him. Either the situation
inappropriate, or the interpretation is not understood
liked it. But the girl sitting next to me
very interested. She didn't portray
inspiration on his face, but it was felt that
she liked music. It would be nice to be with her
to tell the truth, some girls don't
very willing to talk to strangers
people. There is something elusive in her features
oriental, even Japanese, although she is clearly
Russian. There is nothing vulgar in her appearance -
th. The face is not very beautiful, rather
a little funny, but there's something very
attractive, probably because
a person's state of mind imposes
imprint on his appearance.
He spoke to the girl. She turned out to be
a sociable person and did not look with admiration
intimidation of all men. It turned out that
she's a regularthis hall and even managed
meet the bassoonist of the famous orchestra
Kester, who during the concert converted
attention to the girl sitting nearby and, vi-
Dimo, I felt her sincere interest in
music. After all, women often portray
spiritual listening to music.
- Probably, parents are also people of art -
twa.
- No, they have nothing to do with it.
The intermission was not enough for conversation, so
how there were many common themes, and they
continued the conversation, leaving the conservatory and
walking around the center of Moscow.
Looks like this girl will change him a lot
life.
Previously, she and her parents lived in another
terrain, but then Thanks to the persistent
These mothers moved to the Moscow region,
so that the daughter can study without living in the school
hostels.
Mentally Nikolai thanked her parents -
lei for the amazing creation of their love.
Our birth does not depend on us.
Death, of course, also does not depend on us, and
he knew a case when a young father died
Ren, died in full creation and screamed
doctors that he doesn’t want to die. But in death
at least something spontaneous, natural. Christmas
knowledge, of course, too, instinct, biology, but
After all, the conception of a child can be controlled
vat. By parents. From the Future itself
Nothing depends on Benka. There's something about Bid-
The new thing is that the birth of an intelligent person
sometimes depends on the whim of a narrow-minded woman
or men. Him aloneacquaintance, big-
he lover of women, nevertheless, offended
the very fact that it appeared as a result of co-
Itusa - an acquaintance loves scientific words.
Many parents feel that they are giving birth
They are raising a child for themselves. Although this is a bigger problem
cheating. And it is no coincidence that sometimes children are very
far from their parents. Nikolai saw and
external features of parents in their appearance and
some other signs in oneself that say,
that he is the son of his parents, but still he
Was completely different.
Olga decided to introduce him to her
parents.
And here they are at the village station, where she
lives. A crowd of people got off the train,
returning from work from Moscow. How-
wife meets a drunk man at
platform in words:
- You are the worst on this platform.
Knows the value of her husband. It won't increase, but it won't
will downplay.
We passed a strange church, with wooden
ny dome.
- This is our Buratino church. Previously
in this building there was a kindergarten with the same name
I mean, that’s what people call the church. Here
At first there was a very young priest, but he
went to Israel.
But here is a wooden two-story house.
Call. He'll probably see the same ones now
lovely parents like their daughter. We entered.
Yes, it's a small world.
Unsurprised Falcon and his Lu-
Bah.
Still, I am a block from an apple tree and sometimes very
falls far.
It would probably have been different then, in the army.perceived the love vicissitudes of these people,
on which Olga’s appearance depended. Maybe
It was on Kolino duty that they conceived Ol-
gu, which means he was behind the wall at that moment
ment.
And I also remembered the men's army
mischief when Vasya KiBitkin held Niko-
barking, and Falcon (all three - one call)
pulled off his pants and pulled his man's
dignity, immediately ostentatiously rinsed
putting his hand in the washbasin. Without suspecting it-
yes, that he touched the source of his Bu-
future grandchildren.
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