Death On Rave

Major labels are seem to pay attention to relatively thick layer of indie music. Probably, that was caused by crisis: they either started to think about eternal, or are looking for new talents in the maze of independent.

This album is Gala Records' breakthrough into indie. The company, though, had released some good compilation of Kolibri and Vopli Vidoplyasova before, so we can expect another mid-level band's rise and fall.

Kirpichi declare themselves to "have a difficult task of showing people all the squalor and vulgarity of Russian pop-scene. We'll beat the enemy with its own weapon. Our main aim is to change the Russian showbiz from inside." (from Kirpichi Manifesto)

They can't be more "inside": Kirpichi had penetrated into the very heart of Rusiian show-business, its leading company, to show all the squalor and vulgarity of the rest of its catalogue.

How Kirpichi would do it? See for yourself: three intentionally dumb girl faces on the album's sleeve, rap (that is s hit, to the band's definitive song), hardcore, drive -- the rest is inarticulate. It is obvious for the second album of every good live band: the first one, long awaited, is sensation, but the next one is intended only to band's fans.

Net inhabitants could see themselves from the outside, listening to the song called Internet. If only they manage to decipher the lyrics.