Рэйман

The glasses shine so brightly that they reflect not only the TSUM window display, but also all the desire to live at the maximum. This is not about “buying a house” and “arranging your life” - it’s too boring. Millions are lying around like change from a stall, and the mood is either to give a gift to your father or to fly off into the summer in the middle of someone else’s winter.

Tsunamis of diamonds break through the snowy heart, and irony is in every line. The salaries of others turn into origami, the arenas are waiting, and the hero himself can mow the lawn if he wants. This is not a pose, but a sincere pleasure in playing on a global scale.

And somewhere between labels, raves and raids, there is a simple desire: to be close to someone who smells delicious and adds pluses to life. Everything else is just background noise that fades into the chorus.

director: Yanci

cont. by Jemmy Beetz

recording: Vladimir Vorontsov (Prametrics)

recording/mastering: Undergroover