THIRD SOUTH RUSSIAN
BIKE SHOW
2001
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Что теперь? А? Ха. То, из-за чего добрая половина поля еще
сильно не нажралась, чтобы можно было ВИДЕТЬ... Стриптиз! Ножки,
ручки, животик, pitty, pussy... На этот раз всё было иначе,than
last time: Last time it was better: a flock of young people came out and
very beautiful strippers who began to strip naked professionally,
in the final two of the hottest chicks came out... This time Clark
was “modestly” offered to try myself as a stripper
girls from the audience... One came out, then another. Then the third one came out,
who immediately undressed and immediately began to bend into a pose
"doggy style", showing off your charms to everyone... (not impressive -
stripper must turn on before taking off her panties
public) Well, when she was simply undressed, people tolerated it, but now
when the lady bent over and her finger began to playfully rub...
Someone behind me clearly couldn’t stand it and for some reason zealously screamed
rushed forward, and not alone: we, the first row, from a frantic
pressure pushed out of the crowd and collided with the relaxed
security, so much so that they and we all fell into
grass! But the skin guards were not lost and threw them very powerfully
crowd back, as a result of which yours truly and more
a couple of people were knocked down by the powerful push
people who were driven away by our fall. :) Ha ha ha!
It turned out to be a kind of staircase: there were probably three rows down. But
it was fun! (it’s good that at least the security didn’t whip anyone :)
The women continued to die, and when everyone was tired of their assholes,
two,the bravest ones decided to dance together, starting to rub
dancing with each other. (everyone has seen the erotica) Even
kissed! Just like that. The rest, which are more modest,
they just danced, embarrassed to show off like those two. Won
Naturally, the most relaxed woman I mentioned above.
Wow, it’s a pity I didn’t have a camera, it’s a shame! Would you
saw the faces of law enforcement officers (that is, everyone’s favorite police
:)), standing next to security! In theory, such a striptease is prohibited,
but the valiant defenders were probably paid, and they
a strange look that combined lust, greed and desire
find fault, looked, bitches. The line between time and reality
got blurry while watching a striptease...
And now, as the highlight of the program, the MASTER group has come out! Yes,
yes, a team that has gone down in the legends of Russian metal. After leaving the group
ARIA, an enterprising guitarist organized his own
a group that played heavier than its predecessor - it was already
heavy metal... The crowd roared - celebrities! Clark, as always,
made a speech like: “Ugh, the guys came from afar to
to please you with a concert, and you... Stepanych, turn off the microphone -
I'm not going to host a show for people like that... Am I not listening?" Here
With approximately this speech, he thereby forced peoplescream wildly and
rip their throats out, wildly greeting the group. The field shook from
roar! - M A C T E P! And now the no longer young guys came out
disheveled, fluffy hair, with and without guitars, starting
connect and configure your equipment. Having set it up, they started
organ." The famous hits came first. By the way, anyone who wants
could buy Master's new album here, at the Bike Show, on cassette
or CD, depending on your desire and pocket, going to the trailer.
Meanwhile, the performance continued. Some guitarist started
put your foot on the dais where the stripteases had previously bent
people", thereby playing the guitar in an unnatural position, such as
cool. Then, during the guitar parts, both guitarists:
the rhythm guitarist and bassist started running around the stage, spinning around
and turning around, at the same time without stopping to play!!! This is very
difficult: take for example the fans on the field: someone started
dragged by the music and jumping, spinning, but such a person
immediately he began to feel dizzy, he lost his balance,
orientation above the ground and flew either into the crowd or fell to the ground.
The masters not only did not fall, but continued to play! Cool,
guys, cool! Of course, according to the tricks of Kirill Nemolyaev from
Nobody managed to outdo “Boney” - he was out of reach.
Master... The group performed like their old, famoushits,
as well as new singles. Somewhere towards the end of the performance, having completed
play a song, the drummer suddenly threw out his old ones,
worn out drumsticks to the crowd, but took new ones for myself, in advance
cooked. One stick flew in the other direction.
The second... Having caught on hands that did not have time to catch her, she fell
under the feet of someone standing in front of me. I was in the second row.
Has fortune, which so rarely pampers me, turned its back?
wheel in my direction? I rushed like lightning and grabbed the wand.
Yes! She's mine. The dissatisfied face of the cormorant was visible, wanting this
I grabbed a wand for myself, but it was too late - I turned out to be quicker. Here
so Cannibal became the owner of one of the drummer's sticks
Master groups. They say it's a relic. It's nice when people envy you!
After performing a couple more songs, the celebrities left.
"...A fist to your jaw, an ax to your skull..."
checkpoint
Then I went to drink water at the tap. And here to me
skinhead scumbags dug in: like, get out, hairy,
from here, until they let me... - For what? - And for no reason - we
skins, we don't give a fuck! Three bald bastards, one me. Shouldn't have
get lost and hit the skull with a drumstick. But I thought sensibly
I came to the conclusion that they would cover me, because... security, that isguards, and there are skins, and with such a “subscription” you can
go into chaos. What else was left to do? I sent them
far away and barely escaped, getting lost in the crowd, immediately taking off his robe,
remaining in a T-shirt, like a different person. Skins... This is unhealthy
The fascist movement in Krasnodar has not existed for very long, but
Recently, clashes have begun between the "bald" and
informals, that is, punks, hippies, etc. One thing is not clear: why
are there metals here? I'm not from Krasnodar and therefore I don't know the reason
enmity. But it’s super arrogant to come to our session and
run into us! What sucks is that the majority followed the principle:
my house is on the edge. Although some of the metals specifically mixed two
bald young bastards - they walked all bloodied. If only
all the metalheads present on the field stood up, there would be craps
to everyone: ckuham and security and cops! Against normal guys
I have nothing against skinheads. I hate minors
boys who are inherently suckers, if you catch one and
press, they are cool only in the crowd, hiding behind the backs of normal people
skins that sign for their younger brothers,
often without understanding the situation, who is right and who is wrong...
Youngsters spoil the ideology. What is she like? One of the main features
is beating all non-Russians, hostility towards others, not
European nationalities. And instead of beating the blacks and
Skins like them, for some reason, became angry with their own, the Russians. Where
looking at red skins?
Okay, back to the Bike Show. Phew, I'll stretch my memory and
I’ll remember the continuation of the story... After the striptease, I poured myself
beer and I reached a state where my head seemed to be “sound”
You think, but you’re already tongue-tied to say. I ran into the crowd
see the finale. What? The honor was closed by the St. Petersburg group KOMA,
lamenting death. I see a great trend emerging:
if in the past Bike Show there was practically no heavy lifting, for
with the exception of the guys from Rostov-on-Don (Inferno), this time
we were overwhelmed by death'om! (Valhalla, Boney NEm, KOMA) With this
As a trend, we will see black teams too!
"...Field of death. Field of glory
There was a bloody battle here yesterday
On the unruly plain,
Without surrendering to the enemy..."
Field of Glory. (C) Jarl/Yaropolk.
...Many brave Russians died in this field... All of them
fought for the idea and many died here... We converged here
heroes of unprecedented and not very strong strength,they converged in fury
contractions. (This is evidenced by objects lying in a jumble
with the bodies) Every now and then I could hear moans... My eyes were blinking, but I
somehow he got up and, leaning on his elbow, with difficulty
looked at the battlefield... A sad picture appeared before my eyes:
weapons of struggle, that is, bottles, were strewn empty in huge
quantities mixed with bodies: some were still standing, some were not
stood, while many lay, choking in their own blood...
Ugh, vomit...
This is the picture that could emerge. Although, no one seems
I wouldn’t “get the grass dirty” in public. There were, of course, greedy individuals,
who: a) - were taken away by the cops allegedly for a fight, b) taken away to
stretcher in the ambulance. I’ll interrupt my thoughts, which have wandered into the wrong place, and
I'll go back to the KOMA group. This means that it was beginning to lighten up little by little, and
the guys tried their best - jaw-dropping guitar parts, combined with
the animalistic vocals of the St. Petersburg residents were no longer perceived by the public as
due to total alcohol intoxication and fatigue...
"Sho, is everything okay?"
B. Yeltsin, ex-president
That's roughly how it all happened... Imperceptibly, but the night
flew by in an instant, leaving no chance to trace the passage of time, and
alcohol actively contributed to this.The gloomy sky has already begun
lighten slightly. Having finished playing, the KOMA group left. Honestly
speaking, the organizers screwed up the ending - no final one,
no farewell or final speech was made: the St. Petersburg residents left and
that's it. Like, guys, you watched the show - go home. Bad!
People began to spread out in small flocks, pulling into
side of the gate - exit to the mortal world. The body let you know
the fact that the purchased transparent burger and small
A glass of tea is clearly not enough and my stomach is twisted. Hunger... I
went up to his acquaintances: the Goryachevchievites were preparing to leave,
mostly on bikes. After talking to people and letting everyone hold it
"trophy" - a wand from the Master, I subtly asked who
arrived: did anyone take the food or did everyone limit themselves to purchasing?
a little nutrient intake here at the Bike Show? Jarl,
the kindest soul, taking the hint, offered cold ones (and what
yet?) pancakes, which I, out of my innate modesty, did not eat
take everything, limiting yourself to a couple. With pleasure I "ruffled"
them, I said goodbye to the Hot Klyuchevsky guys and headed to
output side. It's still early, the trams aren't running yet. Show (as in
last year) was held on the outskirts of Krasnodar and I had to
It’s boring to tramp about four kilometers to the nearest point
civilization...Well, here is the long-awaited stop! Getting on the moving tram
the people went home without incident. The most interesting phenomenon
it happens to me according to tradition, just like last year: the body,
tired after such a grandiose event, despite everything
the owner's (i.e. me) efforts to stay awake, I passed out for a couple of minutes and
woke up again. And so on all the way, that
is about forty minutes. The trick was that I
I slept through the railway station stop, and the tram turned around and rushed off
body back... Having woken up, I didn’t understand at first: where is the station?
But then I got the hang of it... I had to stomp vigorously with the next one
stops. The Krasnodar-1 station amazes guests with its beauty,
but I had no time for her. Here is the entrance to the station where they were on duty
law enforcement officers. Remembering how once I
just like that, just looking for drugs and weapons because
I was searched for a non-standard type, I did not dare to go on an “assault”
the station building, and having gone around it, came out to the railway tracks.
Here it is, the smelly and painfully familiar train
"Krasnodar-Goryachiy Klyuch". I entered it, chose a place and my brain
plunged into the sweet veil of sleep... Home...
. . .the end
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