At the State Museum of Vladimir Vysotsky holds many items from tea collection: cans of tea, samovars and crockery. Vysotsky was a big fan of tea, collecting different varieties, and even invented his own method of brewing. About tea of life and creativity of Vysotsky — in joint material mos.ru and the Agency “Moscow”.
When the war began, little Volodya Vysotsky was three years old. Father went to the front, and the boy and his mother remained in Moscow. They were soon evacuated. In the village of Vorontsovka Buzuluk Chkalov region (today Orenburg region) they stayed until the summer of 1943.
Perhaps that was the beginning of the Vysotsky love for tea. Samovar, from which tea Volodya and Nina Maksimovna in sredneye, now kept in the Museum of Vladimir Vysotsky. A family tradition of tea preserved for a lifetime.
In the first television documentary of Eldar Ryazanov’s “Four meetings with Vladimir Vysotsky” (1987) about his particular relationship to the tea mom. “…He brought tea from all the countries where he just was, especially English, is very tasty, probably from the colonies. Tasty teas. He’s generally a fan of tea was. And as soon as he entered the apartment, the first thing he said, “Mommy, put a teakettle.” And he very often drank tea, so the two of us. We have always tea — it was like a cult. We loved the tea…” recalled Nina Maksimovna.
a tea collection Vladimir Vysotsky was rare foreign varieties, which in those days get was almost impossible. Friends, knowing the predilection of the poet, brought him teas from all over the world.
In 1975 Vladimir Vysotsky with his wife Marina Vlady entered the first and only private apartment in building on Malaya Gruzinskaya street. He was a very hospitable host in the kitchen the poet often met friends. Sitting was delayed until the morning, and an important place at the parties took tea, personally brewed Vysotsky.
one of them recalled Boris Strugatsky. His story about meeting with Vysotsky leads mark Cybulski in the book “Vladimir Vysotsky in the Leningrad”: “I think it was somewhere in the mid-seventies, in Moscow. Vysotsky invited us to “Taganka” (I think it was Galileo), and after the performance we went to his house, where were about thirty people, drinking tea, and Vysotsky sang. When I first heard “Sail””.
Vysotsky was very fond of the ceremony of tea, and even invented a special recipe: take a pinch of different cans and the resulting mixture was brewed in the kettle. All the shelves in the kitchen up to the ceiling were lined with colorful tin banks. Scarce varieties and the author blends it with pleasure shared with friends.
According to the memoirs Colle��, in the dressing room of the theatre, and on tour in the room, the artist was always banks with tea. Script writer and playwright Edward Volodarsky (in 1969 Vysotsky starred in the film “White explosion” in his scenario) recalled:
the concept of “Ryder” in the Soviet Union, of course, did not exist, but certain requests to the receiving side from the poet visited. In 1977 Vysotsky played in Konstantinovka, after a few years in one of the Newspapers published eyewitness accounts: “I Wonder what Vladimir Semenovich, though, and acted modest and unassuming, yet was asked to do two favors: to my dressing room was the sofa where he could relax before and between the concerts, and the samovar and the tea (while the deficit)”.
Day Vysotsky was busy at rehearsals in the Moscow theater of drama and Comedy on the Taganka, and in the evening played in performances. Songwriting basically had on the night. Strong brewed tea poet clocked fatigue and sleep, it never worked without it. Marina Vlady in the book “Vladimir, or Interrupted flight” says:
Friends and colleagues of Vladimir Vysotsky noted that he is thinking of a new song, sank into himself and turned away from what is happening around. In moments of inspiration, the artist could suddenly stand in the middle of dinner and go to work.
Tea has often been the hero of the poetic sketches of Vysotsky:
I was drinking tea from the saucer, cabout the stitches been…
I didn’t have to die, and I zavoeval.
(From “the one that didn’t shoot”, 1973)
No, something skipped a beat — because part of their! —
didn’t get enough Sleep, enough to eat, drank only tea…
All — the food, the food to register in the traffic police!..
Oh shit, “Moskvich” splashed me, the scoundrel!
(From “Songs of avtozavodskii”, 1971)
tea Parkas over thin snake writhed…
He blew on the water, warming his hands on the glass, —
About the Inquisition respectfully answered
And the guardsmen — especially heat.
(From the Executioner, 1977)
Will vodka debate —
answer:
“No, guys-Democrats
only tea!”
(From “Instruction before the trip abroad, or a half hour in the local Committee”, 1974)
