BANZAIR - Бутафория (live performance in 1999)

PROPS How beautiful and stupid this world is: A new idol appears - On the pages of magazines, in the cinema There is no escape from it. Fascinates young people, He ’s letting the crowd down, From the disco stage “encore” Makes his cruise. After all, this is tinsel and props - They put dust in their eyes, caress their ears. Without Ecstasy– it’s your euphoria. Wipe your eyes quickly, listen better! Obeying a sudden wave, Overwhelmed your mind from the outside, Rushing to see the idol in reality, You will fly into a rock in the dark. The decibels of the speakers are tearing up, Kilowatts of Jupiter burn. But art requires sacrifices: the myth is alive, but the idol is dead.