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Invasion 2011 – the first one and a half of three days

Although I love music, I have never been to the festival until this time. And at the concert once I happened to visit me all the time. “King and the Jester”-this year in 2002, in my opinion. But last weekend I managed to visit, perhaps, the largest musical event in the open spaces of the CIS and not only. We’ll talk about this.

I expected the trip with caution. Summer sun, lack of direct access to water and an autonomous hangover state-it was immediately clear that it would be so. But the Russian vacation is also meaningless and merciless, so what to pass.

Festival program on the link: Nashestvie.Ru/Program

Photos, by the way, are pulled out of the photo report of our radio. Nashe.ru/news/153/

Friday.
I left home at 6 pm. The people worked on Friday, so it did not work out before. Yes, and I also needed to get enough sleep after passing a game. If anyone is too lazy to look, I will inform you that the festival took place in Bolshoi Zavidovo, which spread its open spaces 115 kilometers of the Leningradskoye Shosse. This, if what, is northwest of Moscow. And I live in the southeast. And I still need to call on Dmitrovka for passengers. Friday. Evening. On Dmitrovka, I was only two and a half hours later. It turned out that from some 40-kilometer of the Novorizhskoye highway it is required to pick up another person, since the car he was driving suddenly fell ill and surrendered to the entire tow truck. In short, the transport problem in Moscow is a big problem … We came to the invasion at three in the morning. The road took nine hours … During this time, you could get to Saratov.

Actually, therefore, none of the Friday speakers could not see. Here, for example, them:

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We were met by our acquaintances, whom we, on the road without Pale, handed over the entire forbidden cargo and entered the territory with clean. At that moment, I was just happy that we arrived and could afford to start actively drinking. Quickly broke tents right in the parking lot and started. There was a downpour, we stood, wet and persuaded rum, whiskey, beer and so on. Dawn, therefore, awake in the parking lot (and this is several thousand cars, if what) there was no longer … but one was still found. Dud in a cap and a red wrestling, drunk in the wilderness, lost his car, so I decided to get to us. A couple of times we escorted him in a good way … But the “Vladik from Vologda” remained very persistent, so he still ran into a couple of strokes from one of our. I must say, this was the only case when I saw some kind of conflict at the festival. Despite the concentrated number of drunk Russians per unit of space, the atmosphere reigned everywhere, if not universal love and good, then certainly not warlike. Vladik left (even fled), a substantial amount of alcohol was drunk, so we and I got down to sleep with a calm soul.

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Saturday.
Managed to sleep four hours. It would not have happened more, since the sun began to turn a tent into a steam room. And we wanted to have time for Alice, opening the main scene. In general, taking a couple of cans of beer, intercepting something out of food, we went to the place of events.
By the way, if you have never been to such a festival, then it will be difficult for you to understand the scale. This year the invasion was visited by 173.000 people, according to official statistics. This is such a small regional town, by and large. The distances are appropriate. From our camp to the main stage there was two kilometers.
So, we reached Alice and then some disappointment befell me. Live performances are good not only with their sound (and by the way, he was unimaginably good at the invasion), but also because the opportunity to look at famous artists is given. Kinchev was not visible from afar; You can’t get closer, since there is a fan zone for a fee; For some reason, healthy screens showed not a scene, but spectators. But I never listened to Alice, so patiently awaited the semantic hallucinations that were supposed to appear after. With their arrival, it became fun, the operators came to life and began to actively show the scene, so that my impressions were improved and improved.

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The simplest “always young, forever drunk” and shouting in the process of beer, I began to realize that I began what was happening.
At two o’clock the air show began, which turned out to be … well … air show. They stood, stole into the sky and appreciated the skill of undoubtedly cool pilots from the groups “Swifts” and “Russian Knights”. By the way, they are not disbanded if you are not yet in the know. Well, if you don’t know at all, they wanted to disband them.
After that, we went to the camp with the intention of returning to the Velvet, Bobra and Rotoff groups, performing in a row on a positive stage. On the third, alternative stage, I did not find any interesting for myself in the program, so I never visited it for all three days.

173.000 people … Well, you understand what the amount of shit it is … I must say that I have never met more fired toilets than at the invasion 🙂 Rural holes installed on the M5 highway; A giant toilet, similar to a stall, in which I went to military training camps – all this will fade in the extravaganza of the human waste of the instrument of the invasion. Honestly, I can’t imagine what was squeamish and clean people … although there is an option that there were simply no such people at the festival.

The positive scene liked much more than the main. There were fewer people here (and no fan zone), so if desired, one could squeeze to the scene itself. What I did when I came there. We are late for the “Velvet”. But I discovered the Bobra group that was in vain very good for myself. Even a small slam began in the immediate vicinity of my location, but I did not participate-after all, the group is new for me, so it did not pierce to such an extent. The beavers ended their performance, “Rotoff” began to tune in, and clouds were thickened in the sky ..
The downpour struck at about the same time with the beginning of Rotov’s performance. Moreover, the downpour is very powerful. But the people did not disperse. Everyone apparently, like me, was waiting for a song about Baskov. I must say that the group should be very pleased with their performance, because despite the cloaks of heaven, everyone present very coolly listened, sang along, and generally participated. I also yelled that there was urine and jumped in the rain. It was cool.

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And we went to the main stage in the hope of still time for Vasya Oblomov ..

Here, unexpectedly, I was already tired of printing and decided to make a story about an invasion of two parts. I described just one and a half days out of three, so wait for the second part … in which everything was much more interesting, fascinating and harmful to health … Well, if someone is interested.

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