Although I love music, I’ve never been to a festival before. Yes, and I only happened to attend the concert once. “The King and the Fool” – in 2002, I think. But last weekend I was able to attend, perhaps, the largest musical event in the CIS and beyond. Let’s talk about this.
I was looking forward to the trip with apprehension. Summer sunshine, lack of direct access to water and an autonomous hangover-drunk state – it was immediately clear that it would be like this. But Russian vacation is meaningless and merciless, so why give up?.
Festival program at the link: nashestvie.ru/program
The photos, by the way, were taken from a photo report on Our Radio. nashe.ru/news/153/
Friday.
I left home at 6 pm. People were working on Friday, so it didn’t work out before. And I also needed sleep after passing Igro3or. If anyone is too lazy to look for it, I’ll let you know that the festival took place in Bolshoye Zavidovo, which is located on the 115th kilometer of the Leningradskoye Highway. This is, if anything, northwest of Moscow. And I live in the southeast. And I still need to stop by Dmitrovka to pick up passengers. Friday. Evening. I ended up at Dmitrovka only after two and a half hours. It turned out that at some 40th kilometer of the Novorizhskoe highway it was necessary to pick up another person, since the car he was driving suddenly fell ill and was given over to a tow truck. In short, the transport problem in Moscow is a big problem… We arrived at the Nashestvo at three o’clock in the morning. The journey took nine hours… During this time it would have been possible to get to Saratov.
Actually, that’s why I wasn’t able to watch any of Friday’s speakers. Here, for example, are them:
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We were met by our friends and acquaintances, to whom we handed over all the prohibited cargo on the road without a sign and entered the territory cleanly. At that moment I was just happy that we had arrived and could afford to start drinking actively. We quickly pitched our tents right in the parking lot and started. It was pouring rain, we stood, got wet and tried to persuade rum, whiskey, beer and so on and so forth. It was dawn, so there were no more people awake in the parking lot (and that’s several thousand cars, if anything)… But one was still found. A guy in a cap and a red racing shirt, drunk in the middle of nowhere, lost his car, so he decided to come to us. A couple of times we saw him off in a good way… But “Vladik from Vologda” remained very persistent, so he still ran into a couple of blows to the face from one of our. I must say, this was the only time I saw any kind of conflict at the festival. Despite the concentrated number of drunken Russians per unit of space, the atmosphere everywhere reigned, if not universal love and kindness, then certainly not warlike. Vladik left (even ran away), a significant amount of alcohol was drunk, so we went to bed with peace of mind.
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Saturday.
I managed to sleep for four hours. It couldn’t have happened anymore, as the sun began to turn the tent into a steam room. Yes, and we wanted to catch Alice, who opens the main stage. In general, after drinking a couple of beers and grabbing some food, we went to the scene.
By the way, if you have never been to such a festival, then it will be quite difficult for you to understand the scale. This year Nashestvo visited 173.000 people, according to official statistics. This is such a small regional town, by and large. Distances corresponding. It was about two kilometers from our camp to the main stage.
So, we got to Alice and then I was somewhat disappointed. Live performances are good not only for their sound (and, by the way, it was unimaginably good at Nashestvo), but also for the opportunity to look at famous artists. Kinchev was not visible from afar; You can’t get closer, as there is a fan zone there for a fee; healthy screens for some reason showed not the stage, but the audience. But I never really listened to Alice, so I patiently waited for the Semantic Hallucinations that were supposed to appear next. With their arrival it became more fun, the operators came to life and began to actively show the scene, so my impressions kept getting better and better.
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After yelling “Forever young, forever drunk” and throwing in more beer in the process, I began to realize that I was starting to like what was happening.
At two o’clock the air show began, which turned out to be… well… an air show. We stood, shouted at the sky and appreciated the skill of the undoubtedly cool pilots from the groups “Swifts” and “Russian Knights”. By the way, they are not being disbanded, if you don’t already know. Well, if you don’t know at all, they wanted to disband.
After that, we went to the camp for lunch with the intention of returning to the groups “Velvet”, “Beavers” and “Rotoff”, performing back-to-back on the Positive Stage. On the third, Alternative stage, I didn’t find anyone interesting for me in the program, so I never visited it during all three days.
173.000 people… Well, you understand what an amount of crap this is… I must say that I have never seen more filthy toilets than at Nashestiya 🙂 Rural holes installed on the M5 highway; a giant toilet, similar to a stall, which I went to during military training – all this pales in the extravaganza of human waste in the Invasion dry closets. Honestly, I can’t imagine what it was like for squeamish and clean people… Although there is an option that there were simply no such people at the festival.
I liked the positive scene much more than the main one. There were fewer people here (and no fan zone), so if you wanted you could squeeze your way to the stage itself. That’s what I did when I got there. We were late for Velvet. But then I discovered the group “Beavers”, who did a pretty good job. Even a small slam started in the immediate vicinity of my location, but I did not participate – after all, the group is new to me, so it didn’t push to such an extent. The Beavers finished their performance, “Rotoff” began to tune in, and clouds were gathering in the skies..
The downpour occurred around the same time as Rotov’s speech began. And the rain is quite powerful. But the people did not leave. Everyone, apparently, like me, was waiting for a song about Baskov. I must say that the group should be very pleased with their performance, because despite the abyss of heaven, everyone present listened very coolly, sang along, and generally participated. I also screamed at the top of my lungs and jumped in the rain. It was cool.
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And we went to the Main Stage in the hope of still catching Vasya Oblomov..
Then suddenly I was tired of typing and decided to make a story about the Invasion in two parts. I described just one and a half days out of three, so wait for the second part… In which everything was much more interesting, exciting and harmful to health… Well, if anyone is interested.
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