kishochki

Nonetheless, the music of Kishochki works hard to fashion something better. Again we find the important role of minimalism and reduction, but here Chervonnyy interprets the removal of loud excess not as brutal honesty, but instead as a guarantor of peace. Far away from both Moscow glam and urban ninjas, so to speak, provincial understatement promises a great deal. For that reason, the entire PR materials of Kishochki consist of three tiny phrases: «My name is Vladislav Chervonnyy. I think that’ll suffice. The main thing is the music.»

From this point onwards, since our author now falls humbly quiet, it remains for others to agree or disagree with his forms of manifest restraint. «I soon as I heard the name of your project, I understood it would be something unusual… Thanks so much for this music. I reckon this is elite stuff. I’ve no desire to listen to anything else.»

Some places are better suited to reverie - and an escape from the awful, crude insistence of urban life. And yet - for all the romance of a provincial location - other noises can still inhibit blissful calm: «I woke up last night, and the cat was walking around. No sooner had I poured it some milk than a woodpecker flew up - and started hammering away on my window frame!»