Explanations for two songs on the same music
The lyrics of the first song are mine, created and published yesterday:
https://stihi.ru/2024/12/11/4536.
The words of the second – Ilya Reznik. Music – Raymond Pauls. A wonderful hit, one of the calling cards of Alla Pugacheva's singing activity during her fame, who began performing this song in December 1981 – January 1982.
From the well-known four lines of this popular song throughout the USSR:
Life cannot be turned back
And you can't stop time for a moment.
Let my house be unglamorous at night and lonely,
There is also an old clock. –
I started the answer to the next newsletter from Moscow to classmates the day before yesterday with another question: "Will we meet in 2025?" (60 years will be fulfilled, as we became students of the biological faculty of Moscow State University, and 55 – as we graduated from it), and with another appeal: "Send your memoirs for volume-2" (the first volume of "Memoirs" in the form of a printed book was published a few months earlier, in the year ending 2024).
Mailings, appeals, organizing meetings, publishing a book – all this on a voluntary basis comes from one person, our classmate, who continues to be and work as a professor of biology at Moscow State University.
Yesterday morning I read his reply to my letter. He is so kind and human that I walked for half a day in high spirits. It prompted me to write a remake of " Antique Clock", which in the evening was created and published, as mentioned above, entitled "Thank you, my fate!."
A remake in the sense that my words can be sung to the tune of Raymond Pauls for his "Antique Clock." In the collage for the publication, I gave photographs of three persons involved in the creation and introduction of the hit to the people for all time – a composer, poet and singer.
My virtual acquaintance with a girlfriend began in 2003. Between us – several thousand kilometers and two hours of zonal difference: I live in Uzbekistan, she is in Belarus. She was born at least 35 years later than me. It was in 2024 that our communication became very close, almost everyday through Telegram. I got into the habit of giving her a link to my next publication. And she has a reading, which was often followed by a reaction. It's great for me that there is a person in the world with whom you can share your works, and most importantly – get an opinion about them. Yes, for me now – the only one: there are no others, several dozen people read in silence (as if I were somewhere in the 20th century, or maybe in the 19th century, I threw back the "bast shoes"!), and friends and relatives – for various reasons precipitated (not before reading!).
Here I am to a friend and sent a link to yesterday's remake. Her reaction (I already had a night): "These are the poems of the songwriter."
The other is an erudite person, has a musical education, writes poetry herself. Therefore, I thought: "Did you take me to the songpoetry?" But the next minute I doubted: "No, probably. Apparently, he believes that I have scalped from the well-known sample…".
And I sent her two texts – "Antique Clock" and mine: "Compare and evaluate. You know how to do that. " Very soon the answer came: "Nothing has changed."
How come?! Surely the work "Thank you, my fate!" wrote the same Ilya Reznik as one of the versions of his old song, which somehow got to me, and I immediately published it under my own name?!".
The situation, of course, did not arise intentionally, but by, let's say, a misunderstanding. And more precisely, probably, because of the fatigue of a friend after a working day, and therefore she had no desire to delve into and understand.
But I was still unpleasant!..
Actually, this is just my perception. And nobody cares about him in the whole Planet. Moreover, three celebrities (let each of them, at least, take the 120-year mark of life!), long ago involved in the creation of a magnificent hit for all time.
And now I have no desire to do a comparative analysis of two poems – mine and Reznik.
I will only say that the use of white, blue and red colors in the official flags of the three states (on the collage to this publication) does not mean at all that these countries are identical to each other. No! Each is on its own! Unique! Unlike any! Independent!
That's exactly the same with the two named poems!
Moreover, the style of "Antique Clock" is typical for successful, popular and famous creators: entertaining and sentimental. For me, in MY WORK – alien.
And my style is civil-philosophical and philosophical-civil. "Entertainers," if reached to some extent, but in their vigils diligently, effectively and effectively avoided by them.
I have everything different with them: nature, purpose, goals, mentality, life, life experience and everything else.
"Thank you, my fate!" – exactly in the form in which this poem appeared yesterday, Ilya Reznik could not have created. Even just for yourself! He has nothing to take it from!
I repeat the link to my creation:
https://stihi.ru/2024/12/11/4536.
Everything I said here is just a statement of what is. And nothing more!
P.S. In the comments I give the text "Antique Clock." Maybe someone will need...
December 12, 2024.
P.PS. I will bring the second part of my song to the music of Raymond Pauls.
You can't get away from the truth: like in fish from the head
Rotten goes to the tail, and in the country – from the head,
But he does not give up under the weight of word of mouth:
"While alive, then – let there be at least a flood."
And the new ruler will be good for us,
From health and "hurray!" attach so as not to howl,
In verse and prose I will continue to wool,
Do not put in the line of my worries, fate, I "stop"!
Such lines from the stage, from the stage, no one, nowhere and never will sing and recite! Not those who stayed in the country and continue to feed from the usual catwalks. Neither those who rushed "over the hill" and there are trying, trying to entertain the audience with all sorts of hocks, jokes, jokes, which is such that they do not accept anything else from runaway artists. Both the first and the second know from their experience: the autocrat-dictator will leave (from the "throne" or to the "that" light) – a new ruler will come, who will initially create a "free breathing zone". Which it will be possible – it will be necessary! – use. To declare yourself, and in the "guts" the accumulated "steam" to release, and attract the attention of the public, and earn money. And what will happen later, when the "zone" fulfills its purpose for the ruler? – Wait, they say, then we will see.
And therefore the second verse of my song will be banned even in the "free breathing zone." Due to strings:
And the new ruler will be good for us,
From health and "hurray!" attach so as not to howl...
And the first verse of my song is by no means in the style of "entertainers"! Not "fudge"! And not "chocolate"! And therefore it can sound entirely, as they said when they were in the USSR, in kitchens. And at the fire in the forest, field, mountains. To the guitar...
If the ruling group, which has entered power again, does not become better than the previous one for the people, and in some ways it tightens the "nuts" even more, then the "entertainers" will remain in the assets of the authorities and on the surface of the demands of the masses. For the "entertainers" ensure the fulfillment of the second part of the ancient and famous slogan: "Bread and spectacles!" And these statements are true for all countries of the Planet. And so that the majority of the population has only "bread" at the level of "pants support," so that it has more than survival, night sleep, rare entertainment and spectacles, lacks strength, time and incentives – this is the task of the authorities. In any case, those who, for their own good, self-assertion and extra-urgent maintenance "afloat," operate within most countries in the territories of the former USSR.
So it turns out that the state is holding on to the alliance of the authorities and "entertainers." And in this union, the company of spectacle organizers includes not only journalists and television people serving the authorities, writers and poets, actors and artists, but, of course, representatives of big sports.
I know this from the experience of my 55th years out of 77 lived. I mean, to this day.
I remember the times of late Stalin and the day of national mourning ("Stalin died" – https://stihi.ru/2008/08/26/454). I remember Khrushchev, Brezhnev, Andropov, Chernenko. I survived the euphoria of Gorbachev's Perestroika. Then sympathy for Yeltsin gave way to disappointment. Even before the collapse of the USSR, I was in opposition to Karimov's activities. Since the beginning of Putin's presidency, I has been distrustful of him. With the departure of FaLPU (the first and lifelong president of Uzbekistan), his successor with a grin, irony and bitterness at the same time, in 2016, considered SaLPU (second)...
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Entertainment is a multi-level phenomenon: from low to high. The last "Antique Watch," of course, includes. Especially performed by Alla Pugacheva to the accompaniment of Raymond Pauls, then, at the end of Brezhnev's "stagnation" quite a young man.
And yes, in art, in all its parts, sections, plots, circles, at all times, except for entertainment and everything else, there have been, are and undoubtedly will be serious manifestations.
I hope that my health, strength, energy will not be below the working level for a long time, naturally, gradually falling over time. And disobedience and criticism of the authorities will remain for life. Verbal manifestations of which will be read after me, will not immediately sink into oblivion...
December 13-16, 2024.
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Старинные часы - свидетели и судьи.
Когда ты в дом входил, они слагали гимны,
Звоня тебе во все колокола.
Когда ты не сумел меня понять,
Я думала - замрут все звуки во Вселенной,
Но шли мои часы торжественно печально,
Я слышала их поминальный звон.
Жизнь невозможно повернуть назад,
И время ни на миг не остановишь.
Пусть неоглядна ночь и одинок мой дом,
Еще идут старинные часы.
Жизнь невозможно повернуть назад,
И время ни на миг не остановишь.
Пусть неоглядна ночь и одинок мой дом,
Еще идут старинные часы.
Когда ты уходил, такой чужой,
Амуры на часах сломали лук и стрелы.
Часы остановить тогда я не сумела,
Как не смогла остановить тебя.
Жизнь невозможно повернуть назад,
И время ни на миг не остановишь.
Пусть неоглядна ночь и одинок мой дом,
Еще идут старинные часы.
Жизнь невозможно повернуть назад,
И время ни на миг не остановишь.
Пусть неоглядна ночь и одинок мой дом,
Еще идут старинные часы.
Старинные часы еще идут...
Старинные часы - свидетели и судьи.
Когда ты в дом входил они слагали гимны,
Звоня тебе во все колокола.
Старинные часы еще идут,
Старинные часы еще идут,
Еще идут, еще идут...
Марат Авазович Аваз-Нурзеф 16.12.2024 16:10 Заявить о нарушении