U.:
Recorded in our rehearsal studio in the basement of "Meteor" sports ground in Moscow. One of our best records. The name is German, a term coined by German romantic poets (early 19th century), and means "World Pain", some great existential sorrow for everything as a whole - just what I felt then. The turn of the century, with its serial disasters, didn't pass easy for me: right in the middle of the recording, I lost all my hair because of a strange nervous breakdown. Alopecia is considered to be incurable; fortunately, we found a great doctor who cured me. But for a year and a half, I was completely bold-headed. (No wigs!). I've always liked Lou Reed, but especially then, him and VU was the main music that helped me to survive, and it is well heard on the record. Along with him, in the song "Wind In Your Head", I name Bob Dylan and Leonard Cohen as my favorite Jewish poets in rock.
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Songs by Umka, music by Umka & Bro
Umka - voice, guitar
Boris Kanunnikov - guitars, voice (7)
Mikhail Trofimenko - bass
Boris Markov - drums
Igor Oistrakh - harp (7)
Sanych - rhythm-guitar (2)
Recorded by Oleg Burobin (Barrakuda Records) in September - October 2000, except #9 (by Ian Survillo (MYM Records), December 6). Mixed by Ian Survillo and Bro at MYM in October - December 2000. Mastering by E.Gapeev. Artwork by R.Furman. Photos by A.Barsky, D.Dektor, Umka, a passer-by. Design by Umka, D.Dziuba. Computer support - A.Kalagov, J.A.Manuhin, Tim Wizard, KotMatroskin
Otdelenie Vykhod & Bro :) 2000. All rights allegedly reserved
So It Goes
hello how you doing my friend
can you still pay the rent
do you feel the closing is close
everything goes as it goes
your headache is such a bore
it's already 2pm or more
no time to play or sing
no time for anything
everything goes as it goes
everything goes as it goes
everything goes as it goes
everything goes as it goes
see this bag standing alone
that no one seems to own
stay away expecting the worst
no one's bags tend to burst
see a man in misery and pain
beneath a blanket of snow and rain
stay away, let there be night
maybe he's feeling alright
everything goes as it goes
everything goes as it goes
everything goes as it goes
everything goes as it goes
meeting death on its way
submarine turns into a grave
watching the news we learn
the TV tower gets to burn
yesterday we heard a big sound
railway station went underground
from now on, says every mouth
no more trains will go to the south
everything goes as it goes
everything goes as it goes
everything goes as it goes
everything goes as it goes
Get Lost You Bitch
I saw a nightmare I could stand no more
cheap wine and vodka in every store
get lost you bitch, fuck off and die
I can't stand it, don't ask me why
I saw a nightmare I couldn't bear
marijuana growing on Gagarin square
get lost you bitch, fuck off and die
I can't stand it, don't ask me why
I saw a nightmare I hated to see
in every drugstore opium for free
get lost you bitch, fuck off and die
I can't stand it, don't ask me why
and now I wake up all sick and worn
my jeans all patches, my T-shirt torn
turn on the TV, and I happily scream
oh I'm so glad it was just a dream
get lost you bitch, fuck off and die
I can't stand it, don't ask me why
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