I’ve got some thoughts. Just like any other being.
Some are reflections of the surrounding world,
Some are the past, chewed and re-chewed again,
Some are dreams of the future.
Overall it’s a jumble which is hardly worth any classification.
When I’m on stage my thoughts contain no more words.
It’s just another kind of the brain activity. Can’t explain it better. Many years of exercises and performances have lead to that particular result.
But sometimes some childish questions come into my head. I ‘listen’ to them, I laugh and it’s a quite a cheerful mood I’m in then.
Here’s the first piece of the series of audio / video compositions; Black Dance. I like the form. Maybe I can explain something in that way?
(English text editor: Jennifer Williams)
Camera & cut: Andrey Gladkikh
Dancers: Anton Adasinsky, Tatyana Khabarova, Elena Yarovaya
Music: Dmitriy Tyulpanov, Daniel Williams, Igor Timofeyev
Text: Anton Adasinsky
MEPHISTO WALTZ will be the new performance by DEREVO. First previews are available to the public during the open rehearsal in the Festspielhaus Hellerau in Dresden and the appearance in the Mihail Chemiakin’s Meta-Theatre at his house in France.
Акция “ФИЗИКА ДУШИ”
Лаборатория “МЕСТО” [Уральская ул.,4]
Первая совместная акция коллективов POEMA театр, Спасибо.DA, DRYSTONE, при участии Антона Адасинского (DEREVO)
Постановка:
Максим Диденко
Алиса Олейник
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You wouldn’t remember me probably. It’s St. Petersburg, former Leningrad. I saw you yesterday on the street but was too shy to say hello. Besides, it was just too noisy.
I have heard quite a lot about you. Recently I read a nice interview of yours, some girl dropped it somewhere. Well done. I’m almost envying you.
And I’m looking like some terrible creature. It’s OK for now, when the snow is still there. But in Summer it becomes really awful. I’m old now. And this damn salt they use against the ice… I’m stinking like a foul stockfish. I used to look after myself but I just gave up. Who values it anyway? Old good Petersburger chaps are passing, there’s nobody to talk to in the good Russian. And I don’t really understand those youngsters, we hardly can become friends. They seem to ignore me. They think instead of New York. By the way, the latter called me yesterday. It sounded tired. Though it was trying to save face. You know them, Americans…
And I’m not really fond of travelling anymore. Do you remember as I went on a short trip in 1993 and right away the mushrooms attacked the Leningrad area? I hardly could stop them.
I’m not in the best mood now, you see. I’m looking forward to Victory Day though. I like it when they march on me… it tickles!
Remember as you were leaving and told me to be careful with helping people. You also said something about the dead Teotihuacan, who
said that the Force goes first, then the Priests and then the people. Or have I mixed something up? Could you write me more precisely? It’s really important to me.
This Spring I am hoping to clean myself properly, wash away all this dirt. The snow should be enough but it will be nearly impossible because of the dyke. Maybe I should move away, Anton. What do you think?
When you are here again, just show up. Maybe we can spend some time together sitting on the Naryshkin bastion.
It’s not looking good with my internet access right now. Just write me per Neva river.
best regards,
Yours truly
St. Petersburg
P.S. Many greetings to Berlin
Positive Band
“Vse razoshlis’…”
Lyrics by Arseny Tarkovsky
Anton Adasinsky - music, guitar, vocals
Igor Timofeev - guitar, vocals
Nikolay Gusev - keyboards, vocals
Andrey Sizintsev - percussion, vocals
Viktor Vyrvich - percussion
Alexey Rakhov - percussion, saxophone
For many years DEREVO works together with the videographer Andrey Gladkikh. Virtually all videos of the performances, projects and actions by DEREVO were made by him. At the same time he has his own projects. I’m delighted to introduce one of them. From my point of view this is a wonderful Trailer for his documentary film about the veps or vepsian people. We will probably show you the entire film later.
С 14 по 16 марта 2010 г., в помещении студии «Bye Bye Ballet» (Санкт-Петербург), пройдет три мастер-класса Антона Адасинского под общим названием «СЕКРЕТЫ»
1 день. СЕРДЦЕ.
2 день. ГЛАЗА и УШИ.
3 день. ГОЛОВА.
Hi Zhanna!
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
“I’ve been to a wonderful land
Where reefs bathe in amber waves…”
And in Moscow in the tiny kitchen Lenya Leikin and I showed you some funny pantomimes…
Do you remember how you sent me for flowers at 6 a.m.?
“What the f*ck, man? Where are the flowers? In a flash… to the metro!!”
And that wonderfully unexpected encounter in Edinburgh… You stayed overnight in our house and slept on the huge bed with Dima
with your feet on the pillow (just in case). Next morning Dima smoked many cigarettes analyzing it: “I haven’t got plastered with Grebenschikov yet but already slept with Aguzarova…”
And we found that wonderful land… Maybe you didn’t know that it existed. Did you know at that time? Did you? Just guessed, perhaps?
And I saw everything that you sang about. And we found the corner of the island with the three Thai rastas. And we met the shark. And I was sick almost to death.
Lena attended the school for monkeys and for Thai cuisine. She was quite proud of herself after reading that she’s not only an Itelmen but also a Navajo.
And I was sweeping the beach, smoking out the mosquitoes and didn’t touch the guitar, just ate sunbeams instead. Thanks, I’m full now.
Nobody was there anyway. And no thoughts too.
And waving your arm means an explosion of the glistering night water.
And the elephant’s trunk is soppy. They’re very lonely, you know.
And Bob Marley from Dawn to Dusk…
I do know what I’m doing. I explained it in hundreds of interviews.
But I didn’t manage to explain it to the rasta brothers.
It wasn’t necessary. Just – hello Sun, hello Water!
In our performance Islands we’ve guessed right quite everything – the
colour and Captain The Janitor, the glowing fishes and the running
clouds.
We just need to add the shark…
“And in the meantime”, whisper the emerald (amber) lips into the amber (emerald) mouth, “you can have a look at the new photos of the HARLEKIN performance, as well as the new old photos of the TOTENTANZ 07 project . And the wind will comb your hair.”
Text: Anton Adasinsky
English text editor: Jennifer Williams
Photo: Anton Adasinsky, Elena Yarovaya, Alexandra Kavalova
Photo design: Elena Yarovaya
And that everyday You, only You can change your life…
Happy New Year!
And we are celebrating the New Year with blinding tiredness!
There were performances, tours, 4 big projects, filming of “Hoffmaniada” with Mikhail Chemyakin and Slava Polunin, filming of the “Faust” by Alexander Sokurov…many things…and finally – our premiere of “HARLEKIN” (We wish him a long and jolly road!).
DEREVO
Video about one of our projects in 2009 – Nature Morte is here »
Уважаемые Друзья и поклонники DEREVO, Позитив Бэнд и вообще праздничного безумия!
12 декабря, в рамках открытия нового Театра “Лицедеи” и фестиваля “Лицедеи-open” состоится уникальная акция “Грибное Шоу” с участием Леонида Лейкина, Антона Адасинского и Позитив Бэнд. Ожидаются неожиданные гости и события. Не пропустите…!!
Адрес нового театра “Лицедеи”: Санкт-Петербург, ул. Льва Толстого д. 9
It’s nice to remember the June at the end of October. However it was rather cold too…
The report about an open-air project WHITE FORTRESS (WEISSE FESTUNG) in the historical centre of Dresden in June 2009 you will find here ».
Following many requests we’re now looking for a possibility to repeat the open-air action at Zwinger in Dresden next year. This time using thermal waterproof garments… (just kidding…)
Camera & cut: Andrey Gladkikh
Music: Daniel Williams
According to the screenplay dogs should run into the funeral scene, rush to the grave, then to me and should fawn on me, sniff, bark…
But to tell the truth, they never got to my part.
7.15 a.m.
Imagine the following: A coffin is placed on two planks above a rather deep grave. The priest throws a handful of earth down… here the dogs enter. Sausages and something else tasty are smeared on the coffin.
Eight crazy hounds run in and throw themselves around the corner, barking and growling at some hole in the ground.
“Stop!”
Their trainer swearing teaches them to sniff the coffin. The dogs glance back at the hole.
“Take two!”
“Camera!”
Dogs run in and head straight to the hole.
Sokurov comes to a decision instantly.
“There’s someone in the hole. Quick, dig another grave. Here!”
Not a problem for twelve prop handlers. All at once, ready!
8.50 a.m.
The new grave is ready. The previous one is filled up. The light is moved and gravestones are brought to the new positions.
“Camera! Aсtion!”
Dogs come running in and halt bewildered - there’s no hole any more.
“Stop!”
Short conference follows. In the village below they borrow a cat in a bird’s cage for a lot of money. The dog trainer runs around teasing the dogs with the cage. The dogs are going nuts, the cat is yelling.
Sokurov’s idea is just genius. They put the cat into the coffin and nail the coffin shut.
“Camera! Action!”
Dogs come running in again looking for the cat or the hole.
The cat apparently lies unconscious after being nailed up in the coffin. No sound comes from her.
“STOP!!!!!”
11.30 a.m.
Sun comes up. Famous director of photography Bruno says “Fuck!!” rather loud. Everyone agrees.
Another conference.
Some meat is put in the grave. Dogs come running in and fawn upon Margareth. She’s screaming and crying and pleading for the poor cat. Big holes are drilled in the coffin to keep the cat from choking. Sokurov asks them not to drill the cat through. The technician: “She shouldn’t be that stupid, she will dodge the drill”. The cat’s owner speaks loudly to the coffin trying to calm her pet.
“Take five!! Camera…!! Action!! Stop!!”
The dogs have discovered the cage with a sheep in it and were too late for the shot. One more conference. The dog trainer gets into the grave holding a whistle. They let the cat out. The cat yells, her mistress holds her up in the air, dogs are jumping around.
Famous camera man Bruno: “Sun!!!”
The sun advances swiftly. Make-up people put powder on Margareth’s face. She’s happy for the cat.
Sokurov: “Margareth, look sternly. It’s your brother in the coffin!” Everyone laughs out hysterically.
“Camera!”
Dog trainer blows his whistle! Dogs come running in and fall down into the grave one by one.
“Cut!”
“Done!”
Silence.
Sokurov: “Wonderful. Perfect! Done! It just can’t be… Thank you.”
Text: Anton Adasinsky
English text editor: Jennifer Williams
I can’t recall everything very clearly…
I remember I had to watch seventy two short films on one single night,
since I was in a jury of the Open Cinema.
Enough for the next ten years.
And in the morning we were rehearsing the upcoming concert.
Two new songs emerged:
“Times of Year” by Andrey Sizintsev
and “The Cat on Accordion” by me. Olga Arefieva gave us a song and we were to accompany her but the guys took away her guitar, so she had to sing only to the drums. It worked fine though.
And every day I was learning my text for the film by Alexander Sokurov:
Faust. Mephisto / the Usurer speaks the Old German.
Now I’m at the filming location near Prague.
At the same time Lena Yarovaya prepares the big project Jesters’
Empire for the closing of the street theatre festival in Radebeul.
During the filming I only can scribble a couple of lines in the
evening, about what happened on each day.
These short notes are what I’d like to show you.
Anton.
Story one.
As an actor playing one of the main characters I benefit from
various privileges. For instance a car with a chauffeur.
I don’t use the chauffeur but drive myself.
A castle where filming takes place is far away from the hotel,
about half an hour drive on the curved rural Czech roads….
As an actor playing one of the main characters I benefit from various privileges.
For instance a car with a chauffeur.
I don’t use the chauffeur but drive myself. A castle where filming takes place is far away from the hotel, about half an hour drive on the curved rural Czech roads.
On the 10th day my eyes start watering either from the complex make-up or because of something else…
That evening on the road I realise that I’m losing my sight.
It’s night, distant villages around… and I can’t see farther than a ten meter range. Somehow I manage to reach the hotel.
Next day there are mass scenes done: horses, rats, dogs and ninety soldiers… lots of dust.
On the way home I stop seeing anything at all. I am really scared. Cars hoot and overtake me. I call the director’s assistant. The whole team comes, as well as two ambulance cars. Complete sight test with all those tables, in half-darkness or with my face against a lamp. Everything is perfectly alright. Reassured, they all leave happily.
The next day is free and approaching Dresden in the morning I discover that both headlights of the car have burned out. The reason for the ‘blindness’ is clear. My pretty loud laughter amuses the maintenance staff and the birds.
I ring the film team and tell them that my eyes are OK.
