Blues in Russia

Russian blues. This phrase is not very good sounds. Almost as shrilly as "American classical ballet. " Yes, of course, we can say: "Blues in Russia does not exist!". Units from among the most advanced intellectuals can discriminate between BB King and Eric Clapton, and then only by the color of a face. Any slow song, sung by a husky voice, could be called "blues".

Yet the time has come, brothers, meet as the battlefield gather scattered fighters under scorched Standarte regiments. The mission of our organization is to join musical groups playing russian blues. We meet, deal each other, learn, organize concerts, festivals, record music, make love, sometimes drink, and help each other in both word and deed, and in business and creativity, and just like that in life.

The corporation "Russian Blues"

Russian Blues is one of the baskets in which it is time to gather stones. Boulders, cobbles and small stones, which roll by the endless Russian Pohl, along the pathes and roads of the root music, unable to find asylum.

The proper music star burns under cover of poisonous darkness of synthetic music garbage, through the fog of commercial and thieves' pop, that blanketed the entire country. And we, the ragamuffin from stock exchanges, dandy of poor Russian villages, unconsciously, instinctively follow this star. For only two things will save us in life: music and love. Love and Music. Love for music. And these two concepts are inseparable.

Playing the blues!

And if without pathos and lyricism, the rusblues.ru is the first portal of the Russian-language Blues. It is intended to strengthen and maintain our civic consciousness, the traditional root music, and most importantly it is our native Russian language. It doesn't matter who we are: musicians, managers, workers, vendors, lawers, travelers, punks, sailors, Tatars, Jews, Russians.

We unite people for whom blues is not only music, but also a lifestyle. Truthful, risky, daring lifestyle, stake one's all. It is music, sounding in unison with all the notes of the Soul. Blues is not only the music of black slaves on the plantations of Alabama. This music is not only of aging blue alcoholics in the well-fed European clubs. Blues is our music