Group "Cockroaches!" – history of creation, photos, rock, concerts, albums, Ruslan Purgen, “Four Cockroaches”, line-up 2022

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Cockroaches!

Vasily Lopatin, Dmitry Spirin, Nikolai Stravinsky and Alexander Pronin at Kubana in 2012
basic information
Genre	punk rock pop punk alternative rock
Years	1991 - present
Countries	USSR USSR Russia Russia
City	Moscow Moscow
Song languages	Russian English German Ukrainian Japanese
Labels	Feelee Records A&B Records FG Nikitin Navigator Records
Compound	Dmitry Spirin Sergei Prokofiev Vasily Lopatin Alexander Pronin Nikolai Stravinsky
[tarakany.ru Official website]

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" - Russian punk band.
Previously it was known under the name " Four Cockroaches
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Story

1991—1995

The group was formed in 1991. Initially, the group was called “Kutuzovsky Prospekt” in honor of the place where the group members grew up and lived. Afterwards it was renamed “Four Cockroaches”. The composition of the group changed several times. In 1992, the group released its first album, “Duty Free Songs,” which was distributed on cassette tapes among friends. After the departure of Denis Petukhov, the group begins to look for a new vocalist. Among the possible candidates was Nike Borzov, but his conscription into the army prevented him from taking a place at the microphone. After an unsuccessful search, the guys decide that Dmitry Spirin should sing. Alexander “Pep” Potapov was put on bass. With this lineup, in 1995, the album “Best Before...” was recorded, on which the song Freedom, played in an updated lineup, and “Turn”, a cover of the group “Time Machine,” are heard.

1995—2000

In 1996, the group participated in the “Learn to Swim” festival, played a live concert at the Moscow radio station “RaKurs”, and also played the role of act support for the groups “The Toy Dolls” and “The Stranglers”. In 1997, the album “Stole? Did you drink?! To jail!!!" and the group changes its name to “Cockroaches!” Konstantin Dementyev and Alexander Golant also joined the group, but later they left the group. Already in the third “Learn to Swim” festival, the group is participating with The Exploited group and will soon conduct an anti-drug concert tour of Moscow schools. In 1998, the album “No Landing” was recorded, and in December the video “Train towards Arbatskaya” was released. After Denis Rubanov left the group, Sergei Prokofiev joined the group as a drummer. In 1999, the group's live album, “This is Life,” was released, and in 2000 the group went on its first overseas tour. Also in April 2000, the album “Popkorm (We Taught the World to Suck)” was released. The group spent the spring and summer of 2000 on tour, and in August performed at the “Invasion” festival. By this time, a new member appeared in the group: Alexander Golant was replaced by Dmitry Kezhvatov.

2000s

In 2001, "Cockroaches!" released a split album with Japanese punk rock band Sobut called “Punk This Town/Real Punk?”

In 2002, the group released the album “Fear and Loathing.”

In 2003, the group “Cockroaches!” recorded the album “Freedom Street”.

In 2004, the musicians released the album “Rockets from Russia”.

In 2006, "Cockroaches!" They are making a split album together with the group “Distemper” “If the guys unite”, in which the musicians perform songs from each other’s repertoire.

2010s

On March 25, 2013, the band's twelfth studio album, MaximumHappy I, was released, which was recorded in Düsseldorf. Musicians from the groups “Die Ärzte” and “Anti-Flag”, as well as vocalist Lusine Gevorkyan, took part in the recording of the album. The singles from the album were the songs “Bags of Bones” and “5 Words”.

In June 2013, the musicians took part in the second rock festival “Ostrov” in the city of Arkhangelsk[1].

On September 2, 2013, the band's album MaximumHappy II was officially released.

On March 5, 2014, the first song in Ukrainian, “Svoboda Street” (from Ukrainian - “Freedom Street”) was released [2].

Biography

"Cockroaches!" is a famous rock band founded in 1991. The musicians’ popularity peaked in the 2000–2010s, when they performed at the most popular music festivals in Russia. Having lined up with teams like “The King and the Jester”, “My leg cramped!” and “Night Snipers”, they gained loyal listeners who still attend the group’s concerts today. The history of the development of the group is interesting in that the musicians were able to achieve demand among fans of punk music not only at home, but also abroad.

Discography

Main article: Discography of the group “Cockroaches!”

1992 - Duty Free Songs
1995 - Best Before...
1997 - Stole? Did you drink?! To jail!!!
1998 - No landing
2000 - Popkorm (We taught the world to suck)
2002 - Fear and Loathing
2003 - Freedom Street
2004 - And we are already cutting!
2004 — Rockets from Russia
2005 - Davai, come on!
2006 - Masters of the Universe
2008 - Unplugged Unlimited
2009 - How much money does God have? (max single)
2009 - Fight to the holes
2010 - Heart of a Dog (maxi single)
2011 - Thank you! (max single)
2013 — MaximumHappy I
2013 — MaximumHappy II
2014 — Russian Democrazy (release in the USA)
2016 — The power of one

Clips

1995 - Don't Come
1998 - Personal Jesus
1998 - Train Towards Arbatskaya
1999 - Punk Rock Song
2000 - 365 days
2003 - Anthem of the Democratic Youth of the World
2003 - Ghetto Borders
2003 — 36.6
2004 - Silence
2006 - Return XTS to the dance floor
2006 - One of us two
2007 - I look at them (Garage Filmz, dir. Alexander Solomakhin)
2009 - 2 to 100 (Garage Filmz, dir. Alexander Solomakhin)
2009 - News of this minute (dir. Denis Khromykh)
2010 - What doesn’t kill you (Garage Filmz, dir. Valeria Gai Germanika)
2011 - Just be normal (23GOD production, dir. Eldar Asanov)
2011 — Heart of a Dog (STG Cinema, dir. Svyatoslav Podgaevsky)
2012 - I look at them (with a children's choir) (23GOD production, dir. Eldar Asanov)
2012 - Thank you (Garage Filmz, dir. Alexander Solomakhin)
2013 — Bags of Bones (Garage Filmz, dir. Alexander Solomakhin)
2013 - Five words (Garage Filmz, dir. Alexander Solomakhin)
2013 - Love at 101 sights (Garage Filmz, dir. Alexander Solomakhin)
2014 - Bad Dancers (Garage Filmz, dir. Alexander Solomakhin)
2014 - Let's go outside (dir. Anton Isaev)
2015 — What can I change? (dir. Vladimir Bolgov)
2016 - Lies for lies
2016 — For those who are in the minority
2016 — Well, enough about politics
2016 — The power of one

Data

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Before Kutuzovsky Prospekt, Dmitry Spirin was in a group playing in the hard-n-heavy style.
In 2004, the leader of the group’s book “Cockroaches!” was published. Dmitry Spirin “Four Cockroaches and Cockroaches!: Dumb punk rock for intellectuals” (autobiography of the group).
Spirin periodically performs as a DJ under the pseudonym DJ Spirin, holding rock discos in Moscow clubs. In particular, with the “Rock'N'Roll Radio Disco Party” program, Spirin performed every Wednesday at the IKRA club, and since June 2009 he moved to the Vodka Bar club. In this role, he is sometimes invited to do shows in other cities of the country.

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Interview

[www.antipunk.com/interview/tarakany-v3 Interview for the Antipunk portal] (November 2006)
[www.heavymusic.ru/interview/260/tarakany/ Interview for the Heavy Music portal] (August 2010)
[rock-online.podfm.ru/interv/95/ Dmitry Spirin visiting the Internet radio station Rock-Online] (July 2011)
[mol-express.com/index.php/2011-11-07-13-52-56/2011-11-07-13-58-21/111-2011-11-11-13-52-16 Interview with the project Mol-express.com] (November 2011)
(Sergey Chachin)
[yarcube.ru/gallery/video/51621.php Press conference at Dobrofest with Dmitry Spirin] // YARKUB news agency (July 2013)
(Sergey Kalinin)
Group “Cockroaches”: [yarcube.ru/interview/55863.php “We play not for the public who were brought to the concert by fashion, but for people who like our songs”] // Information Agency “YARKUB” (March 2014)
(Sergey Kalinin)
[yarcube.ru/gallery/video/57427.php Press conference at Dobrofest with Dmitry Spirin] // YARCUBE News Agency (July 2014)
[iconmag.ru/spirin/ Interview with Dmitry Spirin for the Icon portal] (November 2015)
(Sergey Kalinin)
Dmitry Spirin: [yarcube.ru/interview/66217.php results of 25 years of creativity of the group “Cockroaches!”] // News Agency “YARKUB” (March 2016)
(Mikhail Belyakov)
guitarist of the group Nikolai Stravinsky: [yarcube.ru/interview/66989.php about the difficulties of creating a “one man band”] // News Agency “YARKUB” (April 2016)

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A comment

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Dmitry Spirin:


Mini albums	How much money does God have dog's heart Thank you!

Live albums	That's life And we are already chopping! 15 years - Sharp claws MaximumHappy Live

Other albums	Summary of previous episodes Punk This Town / Real punk? The best. The enemy of the good Davai, come on! If the boys unite Rare metals Unplugged Unlimited

Labels	FeeLee Records A&B Records

Other	Discography Lazy Bitches Rockets from Russia Adventures of Electronics Selfieman

An excerpt characterizing Cockroaches!

On the night of September 1, Kutuzov ordered the retreat of Russian troops through Moscow to the Ryazan road. The first troops moved into the night. The troops marching at night were in no hurry and moved slowly and sedately; but at dawn the moving troops, approaching the Dorogomilovsky Bridge, saw ahead of them, on the other side, crowding, hurrying across the bridge and on the other side rising and clogging the streets and alleys, and behind them - pressing, endless masses of troops. And causeless haste and anxiety took possession of the troops. Everything rushed forward to the bridge, onto the bridge, into the fords and into the boats. Kutuzov ordered to be taken around the back streets to the other side of Moscow. By ten o'clock in the morning on September 2, only the rearguard troops remained in the open air in the Dorogomilovsky Suburb. The army was already on the other side of Moscow and beyond Moscow. At the same time, at ten o’clock in the morning on September 2, Napoleon stood between his troops on Poklonnaya Hill and looked at the spectacle that opened before him. Starting from the 26th of August and until the 2nd of September, from the Battle of Borodino until the enemy entered Moscow, all the days of this alarming, this memorable week there was that extraordinary autumn weather that always surprises people, when the low sun warms hotter than in the spring, when everything sparkles in the rare, clean air so that it hurts the eyes, when the chest becomes stronger and fresher, inhaling the fragrant autumn air, when the nights are even warm and when in these dark warm nights golden stars constantly rain down from the sky, frightening and delighting. On September 2 at ten o'clock in the morning the weather was like this. The shine of the morning was magical. Moscow from Poklonnaya Hill spread out spaciously with its river, its gardens and churches and seemed to live its own life, trembling like stars with its domes in the rays of the sun. At the sight of a strange city with unprecedented forms of extraordinary architecture, Napoleon experienced that somewhat envious and restless curiosity that people experience when they see the forms of an alien life that does not know about them. Obviously, this city lived with all the forces of its life. By those indefinable signs by which at a long distance a living body is unmistakably distinguished from a dead one. Napoleon from Poklonnaya Hill saw the flutter of life in the city and felt, as it were, the breath of this large and beautiful body. – Cette ville Asiatique aux innombrables eglises, Moscow la sainte. La voila donc enfin, cette fameuse ville! Il etait temps, [This Asian city with countless churches, Moscow, their holy Moscow! Here it is, finally, this famous city! It's time!] - said Napoleon and, dismounting from his horse, ordered the plan of this Moscou to be laid out in front of him and called the translator Lelorgne d'Ideville. “Une ville occupee par l'ennemi ressemble a une fille qui a perdu son honneur, [A city occupied by the enemy is like a girl who has lost her virginity.] - he thought (as he said this to Tuchkov in Smolensk). And from this point of view, he looked at the oriental beauty lying in front of him, whom he had never seen before. It was strange to him that his long-standing desire, which seemed impossible to him, had finally come true. In the clear morning light he looked first at the city, then at the plan, checking the details of this city, and the certainty of possession excited and terrified him. “But how could it be otherwise? - he thought. - Here it is, this capital, at my feet, awaiting its fate. Where is Alexander now and what does he think? Strange, beautiful, majestic city! And strange and majestic this minute! In what light do I appear to them? - he thought about his troops. “Here it is, the reward for all these people of little faith,” he thought, looking around at those close to him and at the troops approaching and forming. – One word of mine, one movement of my hand, and this ancient capital of des Czars perished. Mais ma clemence est toujours prompte a descendre sur les vaincus. [kings. But my mercy is always ready to descend to the vanquished.] I must be generous and truly great. But no, it’s not true that I’m in Moscow, it suddenly occurred to him. “However, here she lies at my feet, playing and trembling with golden domes and crosses in the rays of the sun. But I will spare her. On the ancient monuments of barbarism and despotism I will write great words of justice and mercy... Alexander will understand this most painfully, I know him. (It seemed to Napoleon that the main significance of what was happening lay in his personal struggle with Alexander.) From the heights of the Kremlin - yes, this is the Kremlin, yes - I will give them the laws of justice, I will show them the meaning of true civilization, I will force generations the boyars lovingly remember the name of their conqueror. I will tell the deputation that I did not and do not want war; that I waged war only against the false policy of their court, that I love and respect Alexander, and that I will accept peace terms in Moscow worthy of me and my peoples. I do not want to take advantage of the happiness of war to humiliate the respected sovereign. Boyars - I will tell them: I do not want war, but I want peace and prosperity for all my subjects. However, I know that their presence will inspire me, and I will tell them as I always say: clearly, solemnly and grandly. But is it really true that I am in Moscow? Yes, here she is! “Qu'on m'amene les boyards, [Bring the boyars.],” he addressed the retinue. The general with a brilliant retinue immediately galloped after the boyars. Two hours passed. Napoleon had breakfast and again stood in the same place on Poklonnaya Hill, awaiting the deputation. His speech to the boyars was already clearly formed in his imagination. This speech was filled with dignity and the greatness that Napoleon understood. The tone of generosity in which Napoleon intended to act in Moscow captivated him. In his imagination, he appointed days for reunion dans le palais des Czars [meetings in the palace of the kings], where Russian nobles were to meet with the nobles of the French emperor. He mentally appointed a governor, one who would be able to attract the population to himself. Having learned that there were many charitable institutions in Moscow, he decided in his imagination that all these institutions would be showered with his favors. He thought that just as in Africa one had to sit in a burnous in a mosque, so in Moscow one had to be merciful, like the kings. And, in order to finally touch the hearts of the Russians, he, like every Frenchman, who cannot imagine anything sensitive without mentioning ma chere, ma tendre, ma pauvre mere, [my sweet, tender, poor mother], he decided that for everyone In these establishments he orders them to write in capital letters: Etablissement dedie a ma chere Mere. No, simply: Maison de ma Mere, [An institution dedicated to my dear mother... My mother’s house.] - he decided to himself. “But am I really in Moscow? Yes, here she is in front of me. But why hasn’t the city’s deputation been showing up for so long?” - he thought. Meanwhile, in the back of the emperor's retinue, an excited meeting was taking place in whispers between his generals and marshals. Those sent for the deputation returned with the news that Moscow was empty, that everyone had left and left it. The faces of those conferring were pale and agitated. It was not that Moscow was abandoned by the inhabitants (no matter how important this event seemed) that frightened them, but they were frightened by how to announce this to the emperor, how, without putting His Majesty in that terrible position, called by the French ridicule [ridiculous] , to announce to him that he had waited in vain for the boyars for so long, that there were crowds of drunken people, but no one else. Some said that it was necessary to gather at least some kind of deputation at all costs, others disputed this opinion and argued that it was necessary, having carefully and cleverly prepared the emperor, to tell him the truth. “Il faudra le lui dire tout de meme...” said the gentlemen of the retinue. - Mais, messieurs... [However, we must tell him... But, gentlemen...] - The situation was all the more difficult because the emperor, pondering his plans for generosity, patiently walked back and forth in front of the plan, glancing occasionally from under his arm on the way to Moscow and cheerfully and smiling proudly. “Mais c'est impossible... [But it’s awkward... Impossible...],” the gentlemen of the retinue said, shrugging their shoulders, not daring to utter the implied terrible word: le ridicule... Meanwhile, the emperor, tired of vain waiting and feeling with his acting instinct that the majestic moment, going on for too long, it begins to lose its majesty, he made a sign with his hand. A single shot of a signal cannon was heard, and the troops, besieging Moscow from different sides, moved to Moscow, to the Tverskaya, Kaluga and Dorogomilovskaya outposts. Faster and faster, overtaking one another, at a quick step and at a trot, the troops moved, hiding in the clouds of dust they raised and filling the air with the merging roar of cries. Carried away by the movement of the troops, Napoleon rode with his troops to the Dorogomilovskaya outpost, but stopped there again and, dismounting from his horse, walked for a long time near the Chambers of the Collegiate Wall, waiting for the deputation. Moscow, meanwhile, was empty. There were still people in it, a fiftieth of all the former inhabitants still remained in it, but it was empty. It was empty, just as a dying, exhausted hive is empty. There is no longer any life in a dehumidified hive, but at a superficial glance it seems just as alive as the others. The bees hover just as happily in the hot rays of the midday sun around the dehumed hive, as around other living hives; it also smells like honey from afar, and bees fly in and out of it. But it’s worth taking a closer look at it to understand that there is no longer life in this hive. Bees fly differently than in living hives; the wrong smell, the wrong sound amazes the beekeeper. When a beekeeper knocks on the wall of a sick hive, instead of the previous, instant, friendly response, the hiss of tens of thousands of bees, menacingly pressing their butts and quickly beating their wings producing this airy vital sound, he is answered by scattered buzzing sounds echoing in different places of the empty hive. From the entrance there is no smell, as before, of the alcoholic, fragrant smell of honey and poison, it does not bring from there the warmth of fullness, and the smell of emptiness and rot merges with the smell of honey. At the entrance there are no more guards preparing to die for protection, raising their butts in the air, trumpeting the alarm. There is no longer that even and quiet sound, the fluttering of labor, similar to the sound of boiling, but the awkward, disjointed noise of disorder is heard. Black oblong robber bees, smeared with honey, timidly and evasively fly in and out of the hive; they do not sting, but escape from danger. Previously, they only flew in with burdens, and empty bees flew out, now they fly out with burdens. The beekeeper opens the bottom well and peers into the lower part of the hive. Instead of the previously black lashes of succulent bees, pacified by labor, holding each other’s legs and pulling the foundation with a continuous whisper of labor, sleepy, shriveled bees wander in different directions absent-mindedly along the bottom and walls of the hive. Instead of a floor cleanly sealed with glue and swept away by fans of wings, at the bottom lie crumbs of wax, bee excrement, half-dead bees, barely moving their legs, and completely dead, untidy bees.