“We came from the underground and became popular with our pop-culture parodies. One day to my horror I realized that our group has become similar to the objects of our parodies and mockery. We were starting to merge with all those pop-star crowd, but I’m not one of them and never wanted to be,” - Sergey Mikhalok, the band’s leader says. He admits that it wasn’t so easy to give up the show business game and become independent once again.
According to him, “it was very difficult to get our true essence back on top. And the thing wasn’t about any contracts. We had to overcome public opinion and, most importantly, set our own minds free. At first, my internal discomfort from the gap between the authentic “Lyapis Trubetskoy” and its public image was relieved by hard drinking and other stuff, but when my weight peaked at 110 kilograms and my mind was about to collapse, I gave up everything, lost 25 kilograms and started to play the music I like.”
“Capital” is the second independent album by “Lyapis Trubetskoy” after the “Zoloty’ye yaytsy” (“Golden Balls”) created in 2004 under heavy reggae and ska influence. “While working on “Zoloty’ye yaytsy” we didn’t understand what to do with our independence. As a result there were some reflex attempts to score a radio hit with “Rain’ka” or “Pochtal’iony” (“Postmen”), - Sergey Mikhalok says. – But this wasn’t the biggest problem. The whole album was overproduced, we tried to mix too many styles, musical instruments and sounds in it. So, we paid too much attention to the form instead of the essence. We were in need of a real professional who could tell us what was good and what was too much.”
That is why searching for a sound producer was one of the main tasks while working on “Capital”. At some point the band wanted to record their album in London, in the hometown the legendary British ska-band “Madness” (one of Mihalok’s favourites). When almost everything was ready for that, a chance interfered. At a concert in Kiev “Lyapis Trubetskoy” met a famous Ukrainian sound producer Vitaliy Telezin. He worked with “Okean El’zi”, “Brat’ia Grim” and other top Ukrainian/Russian artists. But it wasn’t the thing that attracted Mikhalok and his friends.
“We are from the same generation with him, we had common world outlook, we liked the same music. And it was the music we wanted to record on our new album. I don’t want to offend anyone, but, roughly speaking, for our band he is the first studio guy who didn’t need explanations about what is California wave or how “Green Day” and “Offspring” make their sound,” - Mikhalok says.
And this combination has worked perfectly well. Now it’s already clear that the new album will mean to the band and its fans no less than the legendary “Ty kinula” (“You Gave Me Up”) in 1998 and will give a rise to the new popularity wave for “Lyapis Trubetskoy”. Still, according to Sergey Mikhalok, the ideology of both the new album and the present group is different from what used to be in the years between these two landmarks. He says: “When I started my career I used to write songs that changed me and the world around me, but later I began to create stuff, that didn’t have influence either on me or the world around. At best those songs could be a soundtrack for some wedding or birthday. And what is horrible at some point I even used to be proud of that. But now I have come back to what everything started from – to a mix of biting satire and powerful chords.”
Video clips have played an important role in the album presentation. The first clip for the song “Hare” (“Enough”), a cheerful wedding trash-video, was filmed by a famous actor and new wave director Vladimir Epifantsev. The second clip, animation video “Capital”, which has become a real Internet sensation, was made by Aleksey Terekhov, co-author of the legendary “Au” (1998) and “Rozochka” (1999) videos. "Capital" has hardly appeared on TV, but has already won several prizes and got a lot of nominations on the different video & music festivals in Russia, Belarus, Portugal and so on.
Frontman Siarhei Mikhalok anounced mid-March 2014 that the group would ceased to exist the next 1 September.
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Метелица
Ляпис Трубецкой Lyrics
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Как всегда я был при лаве,
На тебе блестело колье,
Официант нам подал оливье.
А за окном метель метёт,
Белая красавица,
Скоро полночь настаёт,
А бар не закрывается.
Белая красавица,
Скоро полночь настаёт,
А бар не закрывается.
Музыкант играет шлягер,
Вспоминаю нары, лагерь,
Музыкант играет хит,
А у меня душа болит.
А за окном метель метёт,
Белая красавица,
Скоро полночь настаёт,
А бар не закрывается.
А за окном метель метёт,
Белая красавица,
Скоро полночь настаёт,
А бар не закрывается.
Скоро утро наступает,
А тоска не отступает,
Где здоровье, где года,
Не вернуть их никогда.
А за окном метель метёт,
Белая красавица,
Скоро полночь настаёт,
А бар не закрывается.
А за окном метель метёт,
Белая красавица,
Скоро полночь настаёт,
А бар не закрывается.
А за окном метель метёт,
Белая красавица,
Скоро утро настаёт,
А бабки не кончаются.
А за окном метель метёт,
Белая красавица,
Скоро утро настает,
А бабки не кончаются.
А бабки не кончаются.
А бабки не кончаются.
The song "Метелица" by Ляпис Трубецкой is a melancholic song about reminiscing past memories, feeling stuck in the present, and being unable to move forward. The song talks about how the singer and their partner went to an expensive cafe and despite the snowstorm outside, the bar remained open. The loneliness and sadness in the singer's heart takes over as the musician plays popular Russian songs. The repeated phrase "А за окном метель метёт, Белая красавица" (And outside the window the snowstorm rages on, Beautiful lady) is a metaphor for the singer's internal turmoil and their feeling of being trapped. The snowstorm is beautiful, but it creates chaos on the outside world, and for the singer, the chaotic feeling is internal.
The song shows how the snowstorm outside serves as a metaphor for the singer's emotions. They are overcome with feelings of sadness and loss as they reminisce times in a camp, something commonly experienced by people who grew up in the Soviet era. The chorus repeats the same phrase over and over again as if to emphasize how the singer is trapped in a loop, they can't escape their feelings of melancholy. The song talks about how time passes, and there's nothing that can be done to turn back the clock, which is a common feeling experienced by everyone.
Line by Line Meaning
Мы зашли в дорогое кафе,
We entered an expensive café,
Как всегда я был при лаве,
As always, I had money,
На тебе блестело колье,
You were wearing a sparkling necklace,
Официант нам подал оливье.
The waiter served us olive salad.
А за окном метель метёт,
And outside the window a snowstorm rages,
Белая красавица,
A white beauty,
Скоро полночь настаёт,
Midnight is soon to come,
А бар не закрывается.
But the bar won't close.
Музыкант играет шлягер,
The musician plays a hit,
Вспоминаю нары, лагерь,
I remember the mess and the camp,
Музыкант играет хит,
The musician plays a hit,
А у меня душа болит.
But my soul is in pain.
Скоро утро наступает,
Morning is coming,
А тоска не отступает,
But the sadness doesn't go away,
Где здоровье, где года,
Where is health, where are the years,
Не вернуть их никогда.
You can never get them back.
А за окном метель метёт,
And outside the window a snowstorm rages,
Белая красавица,
A white beauty,
Скоро полночь настаёт,
Midnight is soon to come,
А бар не закрывается.
But the bar won't close.
А за окном метель метёт,
And outside the window a snowstorm rages,
Белая красавица,
A white beauty,
Скоро полночь настаёт,
Midnight is soon to come,
А бар не закрывается.
But the bar won't close.
А за окном метель метёт,
And outside the window a snowstorm rages,
Белая красавица,
A white beauty,
Скоро утро настаёт,
Morning is coming,
А бабки не кончаются.
But the money never runs out.
А за окном метель метёт,
And outside the window a snowstorm rages,
Белая красавица,
A white beauty,
Скоро утро настает,
Morning is coming,
А бабки не кончаются.
But the money never runs out.
А бабки не кончаются.
The money never runs out.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Mikhalok S.V., Rolov S.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Мы зашли в дорогое кафе
Как всегда я был при лаве
На тебе блестело колье
Официант нам подал оливье
А за окном метель метёт
Белая красавица
Скоро полночь настаёт
А бар не закрывается
А за окном метель метёт
Белая красавица
Скоро полночь настаёт
А бар не закрывается
Музыкант играет шлягер
Вспоминаю нары, лагерь
Музыкант играет хит
А у меня душа болит
А за окном метель метёт
Белая красавица
Скоро полночь настаёт
А бар не закрывается
А за окном метель метёт
Белая красавица
Скоро полночь настаёт
А бар не закрывается
Скоро утро наступает
А тоска не отступает
Где здоровье, где года
Не вернуть их никогда
А за окном метель метёт
Белая красавица
Скоро полночь настаёт
А бар не закрывается
А за окном метель метёт
Белая красавица
Скоро полночь настаёт
А бар не закрывается
А за окном метель метёт
Белая красавица
Скоро утро настаёт
А бабки не кончаются
А за окном метель метёт
Белая красавица
Скоро утро настаёт
А бабки не кончаются
А бабки не кончаются
А бабки не кончаются
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Любимая песня, любимые фильмы. Стойкая ассоциация с бурной молодостью. Браво! Спасибо!
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Сколько они сделали настоящих хитяр. Которые проосто подпеваешь, вспоминая молодость.
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Народный артист республики Беларусь, помню на стадионе в Кургане, год не помню сорян, Михалок - ты человек!
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Ребята , билет назад ни за какие бабки не купить . И сейчас не так уже в баре сидится как тогда ...... Нашла эту песню ....слушаю уже третий раз ,как время летит ....
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Да мы все это помним, а машину времени никак не придумают, хотя давно говорят возможно.
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Это не время летит,это года проходят
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Базара нет Татьяна.... вернутьбы. Но только не всё. Да по мне бы хоть и всё..я вывезу ещё раз.
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Ruslan Sabirov и нераз
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@@user-wc8rr9pv5q й
@TovaristchOgilvi
Не могу насмотреться! Тоска по тем кабакам, случайным людям, связям, тоска по молодости... Эх..