Victoria Bibik

Author: Victoria Bibik - 2015 Source: Facebook < Translated using Google Translate > "An empty bucket sounds the loudest in the wind." Everything would be nothing: he who has ears, let him hear. But here's the trouble - it's only worth giving a call to the famous "majority" as the team begins to ring in this rattling bell... And the "roads to the temple" happens to be overgrown with thick grass. Nettle. I just saw another fable on FB about the outstanding musician Igor Mikhailovich Zhukov. Where do wild fantasies come from on the subject of his biography and the confidence of the writers, only God knows.. ... How to manage to write in 2 words about the fate of an amazing musician and about a person you know, without exaggeration, all your life.. For some reason, G-words came to mind. Neigauza from Zhukov's memories: "Sweetheart, you are great at playing fast and loud, and now you need to learn to play slowly and quietly!" ". I don't want to talk "quickly" and "loudly" about Zhukov at all.... A carefully thought out, lovingly directed about-concert rage is not about him. ("My friends! well what is this… one TOUCHDOWN! "- this is typical "Zhukovsky" about the game and about life. ) As Grigory Lipmanovich Sokolov says: "You play the way you live." Exactly! Zhukov was never in the common flow. He always had his face. But this is not a made-up exhausted face of a mask of originality that everyone is tired of (the bold smarties, as Pushkin accurately noted, as well as heavy fools - two sides of the same stupidity). The first thing that comes to mind when talking about Zhukov - a musician and a man - is his unwillingness to betray himself and his beliefs (and he has them). Absence of even the slightest fakeness and show-off. No narcissism, no public fiddling, no "vivid" gestures (a nameless gift set). Zhukov is not an artist: he is a musician. People of his integrity are now less and less common. That's why he does not shine "from every iron". ... O ne of the strongest childhood impressions: Igor Zhukov [И.М.] came from Munich and shows a video recording of the last concert to my dad at home. There is a tart smell of coffee in the room: there was always a huge mug of strong coffee on the piano (namely a mug! ). I look at the screen - a dry, short man enters the stage with a quick walk and sits down for the piano stingily. The music of Bach was playing... I still remember this concert. .. On the last day of summer, Zhukov met his 79th birthday. Lives in Moscow: neither in Germany nor Japan, which experts of fine art argue. Student of Neighaus and Gillels, winner of the competition. Margaritas Long from 1957. Probably there is no country where Zhukov was not invited impressed by his first triumphant concerts after the contest. For many years, the uncovered suitcase with boilers had no time to deal with it occupied an eternal place under his piano. The huge archive of records amazes with the diversity of the repertoire. Once on FB, pianist Alexey Volodin called Zhukov's performance of the Second Brahms Concert as his favorite. And someone will call it peaks - the works of Bach, Scriabin, the recording of all Tchaikovsky's concerts .... Back in 1972 he was the first in the Soviet Union to record all Scriabin's piano sonatas. (In 2000 this recording was reissued in Germany). At the same time 72nd (! ) he performed with Kozhuhar-st. premiere of my father's FB Concert.. Piano Concerts of Balakirev and Rimsky-Korsakov, compositions of Myakovsky, Pulenko, Berg, Barber, Metner .... He played many concerts with Gregory and Valentin Fegin. Recently I found letters from the father of the Fegin brothers to my dad - Yakov Alexandrovich shared his impressions ... For many years Zhukov led the Moscow Chamber Orchestra. Fought for the right to be heard by many wonderful music pieces. I've heard many stories about Zhukovsky's character. Yes: he can't be nice to everyone. His sincerity should never be questioned. He can angrily drill the person he interlocates with his gaze for a long time, but I have never seen a more tender smile... He is one of those people for whom there are things more important than the pleasures of life. In the most difficult last years of his life, his first teacher Vera Chertova (graduates of the Moscow Conservatory in 1916, pupil A. Gedike) Igor Zhukov was close to the end. All the "cute ones" were blown away by the wind, as it usually happens. In recent years, health has not allowed Igor Mikhailovich to go on stage. He doesn't write anymore: many, I think, remember his articles at the Music Academy. Sometimes he goes to concerts and shares his impressions with incomparable sensitivity and humor ... From my early childhood until now the apartment of Zhukovs on Lubyanka (well... ) is one of my favorite places in Moscow. And without long conversations with him in the kitchen - it's just not life.. But it is impossible to meet Igor Mikhailovich's wonderful mother Martha Kristoforovna, my father there... ... And always, the first thing I want to hear, upon barely landing in Moscow, is Zhukov's deaf ironic native voice in the tube: "Oh, is that you?" Healthy! The soup is getting cold... " And also .. flash back... An d further, remembered… To the hotel "Russia", like a bow in the olden days that used to shine on all floors in the yards of Red Square after 9 pm. But we were waiting for Zhukov.. Dad rehearsed the alto Sonata with Igor Boguslavsky in the room and asked me to go down to the hall and meet Igor Mikhailovich, putting his pass in my hand. Zhukov broke into the hotel like Voland in a developing black cloak at such a speed that the security guard did not even dare to ask about the pass. In the elevator, Igor Mikhailovich melted into a mischievous tender smile. For some reason, this minor episode struck my memory and Zhukov forever remained a "comet" for me: a rapidly running, absolutely uncompromising, brave man with a child's smile. This is the artist... Victoria Bibik, 2015. Source: Facebook .