#strikalo

[fineanywaymp3]

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[whyisthislife]

The place gives off such huge dreamcore vibes. No wonder Valentin Strikalo shot their music video for Космос нас ждет there

Vernadsky National Library of Ukraine, Kyiv.

[nemnogo-togo]

[brain-oms]

Аааа, я не могу удержаться и записал кавер на Гори, 💟💟🎆🎆🎆🎆 https://vk.com/video256474551_456239204 #guitar#fender#squier#black#filters#cover#strikalo#gori#rock#music#love#musician#electroguitar#acoustic#evening#night#atmosphere#гитара#кавер#музыка#валеентинстрыкало#гори#кап-кап#платьеизситца#стрыкало#рок#попса (at Shchelkovo)

[figureskatingcostumes]

Kristina Strikalo and Petr Perepelkin's free dance costumes at the 2012 Junior Olympic Cup.

(Sources: Ksenia Fomina and fskate.ru)

[kilogramofbones-blog]

Посмотри, все не серьезно, все это игра. Никто не прав, и все попытки, если честно, бесполезны.

[svrv-vld]

[pavsanii]

Когда нибудь, я смогу рисовать людей Когда нибудь, я смогу рисовать Когда нибудь...

[temnayajija]

Strikalo plays in the background

[maria-kushieva]

[foucault-manga]

The Friend I Recall.

It’s been a few months since I could feel comfortable with sharing publicly (although no one reads me, which is okay, I just have trust issues) something about “friendship”, honest and perhaps decent enough to refer to <<the friend I recall>>.

To live at the other end from the world, yet, to consider you as the closest person around. Talks, jokes, to share images of food, places and cats, the awkward calls without saying anything at all and little moments of seriousness.

Even though life was always a lie, pretending to be happy at home, pretending to be okay with some mean comments at university, keeping good marks and not saying anything at all, so no one could imagine I’d be up all night with nostalgia and disappointment at it’s greatest state, just like everyday. There was always a refugee from that wild theatre of living, someone to listen without making a drama (a drama, I, myself created later), someone to care enough but not too much so everything could remind as a the most innocent “contact”, without being tedious or too invisible (just to see someone was there).

dear Friend,

I call you friend even though you were my winter,

(winter never felt so warm)

my spring and the reminiscence I now recall.

Two words: Thank you. For you were what i needed when i needed it the most.

One word: Sorry. As my selfish and stupid ways couldn’t help nor be the same for you.

Suddenly people change, grow old and not necessarily grow up. That was my case, I started to act as “tough”, my marks went down (not too much, but they were my pride, so it hurt enough to lose some sense), i started to drink to some Rachmaninoff and Strikalo until my soul pour out. Then the unthinkable happened, I corrupted the little refugee, the purest space I had in my soul, I started to complain, I started to lie “i went out with my cousin and someone said we looked great” [what a pathetic kind of lie if I may be honest with myself]... Deeply I wanted the attention I could never ask to the outside world, probably because i’m too shy, but most likely, no one else could be or replace the Friend I Recall.

How to apologise or come to contact after so many days and months have gone by, how to avoid being creepy or immature as before. If I could turn back time I would just want to be able to bring a smile if any day was wrong. Because time has gone by and I never came to understand or help for the friend i recall.

I guess this is just how life works, with time you understand that for some people all you can do is wish for well, as bothering is never okay and coming up as creepy isn’t fun for none of the involves.

To be honest, i’m still a bit childish and unfair (the type of selfish and un-clever unfair) from time to time when I think to myself “I kind of miss Игорь”.

[newbandwagon]

Strikalo - Istok Live Sessions https://t.co/kRsJQnwXlZ #indiebuzz

Strikalo - Istok Live Sessions https://t.co/kRsJQnwXlZ #indiebuzz

— NewBandwagon (@newbandwagon) February 9, 2017

from Twitter https://twitter.com/newbandwagon February 09, 2017 at 11:53AM .new indie music since 2014 -- based in toronto, on.

[nemnogo-togo]

Валентин Стрыкало. 2016 г. Воронеж.

[invisiblegirlinspace]

We aren’t  drinkers, we just drink a bit  alcohol all the time