"I ate feces, drank urine, killed kittens": 5 terrible stories about Russian rockers

"Sex, drugs and rock and roll" is the motto of many rock musicians and, most often, a brief description of their lifestyle. But the heroes of our review went further: in addition to the" classic set " of entertainment, there were also the use of mushrooms, shamanism and even sacrifices in their biographies. Read more about these stories in the material.

This story happened during the next tour of the "Gaza Strip". The musicians were traveling on the Irkutsk-Chita train and, as all rock musicians should, they drank a lot. The alcohol supplies ran out quickly, so by midnight all the guys went to bed. Only Yuri Khoy did not sleep – he was looking for where he could... remove toxins from the body.

Since the toilet on the train was very dirty by the musicians themselves, Hoi was afraid to go there. As a result, he could not think of anything better than to stick his head out of the window and do all his business right on the train. But, apparently, the musician overdid it. He fell out of the window and ended up somewhere in a field. It was minus 30 degrees outside at that time. Yuri was wearing one pair of jeans and a T-shirt. But he did not lose his head and ran after the train. I ran until I came across a railway worker's booth.

The musician told the story that happened to him, and asked for help. A couple of hours later, a military plane was waiting for Hoya at the airfield.

Andrey Panov, nicknamed Pig or Pig, was perhaps the most shocking punk on the Russian stage. Many compared him to the American Kevin Michael Allin, aka GG Allin. Basically, because the latter also liked to smear himself with his own feces at concerts, repeatedly showed the audience his sexual organ and generally behaved not quite adequately.

Panov, if he did not imitate him, certainly differed in his own way. Sometimes even surpassed. For example, once at a concert, a Pig, in order to shock the audience, killed a kitten. For this, Yegor Letov hated him for the rest of his life (he had three cats at home, and he loved them very much).

Panov also repeatedly admitted that he ate feces. He could put it right on the table, eat it and not blink an eye.

After a short stay in a psychiatric hospital, Yegor Letov seriously fancied himself a "soldier". But he served not the Motherland, but "something great". According to the musician, someone "third" spoke on his behalf, going beyond the limits of reason. And the songs were also written by "he".

For example, the song "Jump-skip", which at first glance seems to be an ordinary punk-rocker nonsense, is actually the result of a shamanic ritual. One day, either under the influence of LSD, or from prolonged meditation, Letov came to "enlightenment". According to the musician, the words came out of him, as if "from a monstrous huge funnel".

The muse of the Leningrad rock club Irina Levshakova gathered around her the main musicians and poets of that time. The parties were held at her dacha in the village of Komarovo. At first, everything was harmless: the musicians arranged underground "apartment parties" and rehearsals. They drank, where else without it. But everything ended, mostly peacefully.

However, soon harmless rock parties turned into thrash, fumes and sodomy. According to the sound engineer of the "Aquarium" Vyacheslav Egorov, everyone who stayed at the dacha for at least three days went crazy and fell into depression. Among them was Alexander Bashlachev.

For Bashlachev, Irina was the main muse. She got him hooked on grass and mushrooms. Regular hangouts with the" witch " Levshakova led to the fact that Bashlachev began to lose his mind. Once, while at Irina's dacha, surrounded by other rock musicians, he was drumming with an axe on empty buckets. And a couple of months later he went out the window. Irina herself commented on it like this:

In 1990-1992, Irina Levshakova was a friend of the musician Fyodor Chistyakov, the leader of the group"Zero". Like other musicians, he spent most of his time at her dacha, indulging in a hallucinogenic frenzy. And he liked spending time here so much that later he even moved his sick mother to the dacha.

And everything seemed to be fine, but on October 8, 1992, Chistyakov was specifically "covered". Being under the influence of drugs, he grabbed a knife and cut the throat of Irina Levshakova. She was saved from death by her neighbors, who called an ambulance in time. Chistyakov was arrested.

At the trial, the musician was declared insane. With a diagnosis of "paranoid schizophrenia", he was sent to a psychiatric hospital for treatment. While the rocker was in jail, he dedicated a poem to the girl: