#vertinsky tv series

[wildfieldz]

I took a pencil and a sheet of paper, sat down in front of the mirror — to get a better view of my interlocutor — and decided to start right from the heart of it. “Alexander Nikolayevich,” I said, “what concerns you the most? On stage, I mean.” The question was phrased cleverly, subtly. I walked right into the trap. “How can I put this... On stage,” I said, “I've always been afraid! I used to think: any moment now, someone will jump up, someone will shout: ‘Ladies and gentlemen! But this is a lie! A fraud! This doesn't happen! What's he singing about? Love? What love? Nonsense! To hell with it! Get him off the stage!’ And everything would plunge into the abyss. The sheet music, the flowers, the grand piano… everything would spiral down... People, animals — it would all blur together. Someone would trample me underfoot, screaming: ‘Take that! And that! And that!’ — and my heart would start to ring and burst like a soap bubble! But really, if you think about it — what is an actor? A person who lays claim to the audience’s time and attention. It’s as if he says: ‘Look at me! Listen to me! Submit to me!’ But in order to hold the attention of busy, serious, working people — you have to be endlessly fascinating, significant, multifaceted. And what do we actors know for sure? Nothing.”

Alexander Vertinsky, Those were the days

[wildfieldz]

how many times have i sworn to myself not to be burden, not to cling to people, as if i'm an anchor?