Alexander Samboruk presented the single "Polustanok"
The premiere of the song "Polustanok", written and performed by Alexander Samboruk, took place on digital platforms. The artist dedicated this composition to all the departed bards. He told us about the history of the song and new creative plans in an interview.
— Alexander, the song “Stop Station” was written back in 2010. How far did it go before it was released digitally?
— She was born during the recording of her second solo album of the same name. This is an acoustic project that was released in 2012, in collaboration with musicians from the Khabarovsk group “Grail” - Mark Aseev (guitar) and Vladimir Nesterov (sound).
Over the next year, a demo version of the song “Stop Stop” was recorded in the X-sound studio of Nikolai Tarakulov. Unfortunately, Nikolai is no longer with us... And for the first time it was performed at the Arkady Northern Festival “Black Rose”, in the city of Ivanovo in 2013, entering the top five best songs of the festival. As I later found out, this happened thanks to Tatyana Zaluzhnaya, aka Lyubasha, and Alexander Kovalev, who, as members of the jury, gave their votes for my song.
Further work with the composition continued in the Khabarovsk studio “Jelsomino”, with the help of Alexey Yasanchin and the head of the studio, Valery Kernitsky, where, after long and hard work, the vocals were recorded in 2017. The mastering was completed by Konstantin Dusenko in Moscow, and the result was the version of the song that you can hear today. This is the story, 10 years long.
— The stop, in the context of this composition, is a metaphor. Tell us what formed the basis of the idea?
— The plot contains the experiences of a man seeing off his friend and, as a reflection on everything that happens to us, a look at the world from the window of the “train of life,” which rushes according to its schedule. And short stops at distant stops are milestones that mark events. In particular, these are inevitable partings with those who recently occupied the neighboring reserved seat... And while the train is rushing, we have time, looking out the window, to reflect, to realize something very important, there is always the opportunity to change something in our lives .
But this is not a requiem, because I decided to put into the song not the pain and bitterness of loss, but optimism and the kindest that remains in our memory. That is why, "Polustanok" is a dedication to all departed bards, and not to a specific person.
— What other projects are you working on now?
- There are a lot of them at the moment. These include performances and work on new material. I really want to be useful to people. For a song, through a combination of music and words, can work miracles, heal someone’s souls, help in every possible way, awakening the kindest feelings. Therefore, I take a very responsible approach to writing, first of all, texts.
— What would you like to tell your listeners on the day of the premiere?
— With all my heart I wish my listeners well-being, love and faith in goodness, in themselves!
Peaceful sky overhead, loyal friends, joy and happiness to all of you!
Listen and download the song "Polustanok" by Alexander Samboruk
Lyrics of the song by Alexander Samboruk "Polustanok"
What was before is no more
Time rules everything, beyond the river of the past
For the irrevocable mess of years
Separating the bad from the good
Shards of days, where songs and dreams
Fragments of dreams and the memory of spring
Last flowers of your love
Yes, old guitar on the wall
You went out onto the snow-covered platform
On a frosty evening tired of hopes
We do not hear, leaving our carriage
At the halt under the name - "Eternity"
You were leaving, and the music of the wheels
Sounded to the beat, to the thought of you
And outside the window there was a dumb question
"What is so and what is wrong in your destiny
Did you find everything that you were looking for
On the rails where he made his path
What songs would you write
Also whenever I decide to get off
Let's think as it is while we live
From memory, let's spin by chance
What will we leave here when we leave
When we drink bitter tea from a mug
At that moment when, with a sudden word suddenly
Separator, runs between us
For those who, alas, left the circle
Closing doors without regrets
But it is believed, when not - be later
When tired, my candles go out
We will meet and sing something
At the halt under the name - "Eternity"
