In Leningrad (now St. Petersburg).

Victor’s father is Korean by nationality and worked as an engineer; his mother is Russian and was a physical education teacher.

Victor has early childhood He showed a penchant for drawing, so his parents enrolled him in an art school in 1974, where he studied until 1977.

Music was also one of Victor's constant hobbies. His parents gave him his first guitar in the fifth grade.

While studying at art school he met Maxim Pashkov, with whom he later organized the group “Ward No. 6”.

In 1978, Viktor Tsoi entered Leningradskoye art school them. V. A. Serov to the design department. In 1979, he was expelled “for poor academic performance,” after which he went to work at a factory and entered evening school.

Later he studied as a woodcarver at a vocational technical school (SGPTU No. 61), after which he worked for a short time in the restoration workshops of the Catherine Palace Museum in the city of Pushkin. Leningrad region. After that, he worked in a gardening trust as a woodcarver.

In 1980, Tsoi began performing at apartment concerts in Moscow together with members of the Automatic Satisfaction group. In 1981, he made his stage debut as a bass guitarist in the Leningrad cafe "Trium".

From these concerts, in the summer of 1981, the group “Garin and the Hyperboloids” arose, which included Viktor Tsoi, Alexey Rybin and Oleg Valinsky. In the fall of 1981, the group entered the Leningrad Rock Club. After Oleg Valinsky left for the army, the group was renamed “Kino”.

In 1982, the Kino group made its debut on the stage of the Leningrad Rock Club, after which the group's first album was released, produced by Boris Grebenshchikov (leader of the Aquarium group).

In February 1983, a joint concert between Kino and Aquarium took place. After several concerts in Leningrad and Moscow in the spring of the same year, due to disagreements with Viktor Tsoi, Alexey Rybin left the group.

It opened at the end of 2003. In the former boiler room, on the site of the boiler, there is a small stage, and the museum’s funds contain Tsoi’s guitar, posters, photographs, records, tickets from concerts of the Kino group. In St. Petersburg, “Kamchatka” is considered one of the traditional places of pilgrimage for “film buffs”.

The opening of a monument to the legendary rock musician took place in Barnaul ( Altai region) near the building of the Altai State Pedagogical Academy.

At the end of 2014, after several years of approvals, the design of the monument to Viktor Tsoi was approved in St. Petersburg. The monument will be located in the southwest of the city in a park at the intersection of Veterans Avenue and Tankist Khrustitsky Street. In this area is the school that the musician attended and the house where his family lived.

The material was prepared based on information from RIA Novosti and open sources

Almost a quarter of a century has passed since then terrible day when Viktor Tsoi died. Musician, poet, leader of the Kino group and idol of millions. The cult rock musician passed away, leaving us with a bunch of secrets and questions. Even today, his songs excite the hearts of fans, and fans leave “Tsoi is alive” inscriptions on the walls.

How Tsoi died

Many will never forget that news broadcast on August 15, 1990, when the news thundered throughout the country that the leader of the Kino group had died in a car accident in Latvia. It became known that the special services received a call from an eyewitness from the scene of the incident at the 35th kilometer of the Sloka-Talsi highway. Arriving at the scene of the death of Viktor Tsoi, employees of the Latvian Ministry of Internal Affairs saw a Moskvich-2141 with a completely mangled front and an Ikarus-250 bus, which had drifted to the side of the road towards the river. Fortunately, there were no passengers on the bus, and the driver escaped with only minor abrasions and bruises. As for the musician, the death of Viktor Tsoi occurred instantly as a result strong blow head, incompatible with life. Since the singer was terribly disfigured as a result of a car accident, he was buried in a closed coffin.

Official version

According to official version, in the summer of 1990, Viktor Tsoi was returning by car from fishing. He was vacationing with his nine-year-old son Sasha near Riga. At eleven thirty minutes in the morning, his Moskvich car flew into the oncoming lane and at high speed crashed into an Ikarus bus coming around a bend. As a result of the collision, the bus was carried to the side of the road, and the car flew 15-20 meters towards the bridge. The impact was so strong that the engine was ripped out of the Moskvich.

During the investigation, it was established that the bus was moving at a permissible speed of no more than 70 km/h. As for the Moskvich, its speed varied from 100 to 130 km/h. After the examination it was established official reason death of Viktor Tsoi - the musician fell asleep at the wheel.

It would seem that everything is obvious: a tragedy, an accident. But since the investigation was carried out hastily, a wide variety of rumors soon began to spread...

Initial version

Even before the official version was approved, the investigation put forward several options for how Tsoi died. The most widespread and leaked to the press was the assumption that during the trip the singer was listening to a tape recorder lying on the next chair. When the tape ran out, Victor decided to turn it over and was distracted from driving, which led to the disaster.

This version was also voiced by Leonid Kanevsky on air television show NTV “The investigation was carried out...”. Despite the fact that this version was declared the main one, it was still not confirmed, since the tape recorder was turned off when the police arrived at the scene of the accident. The investigators themselves turned it on.

Inconsistencies

It turned out that many disagree with the official version of how Viktor Tsoi’s death occurred. So, former producer group "Kino" expressed his opinion that he was dissatisfied and offended by the way the investigation was carried out. He believes that it was simply filled up. Immediately after the disaster, Tsoi’s grief-stricken relatives were unable to insist on a truly professional investigation, and it was done only “for show.”

Victor's widow also did not adhere to the official version. According to her, Tsoi was an extremely careful person and could not “just fall asleep at the wheel.” In addition, he had recently received a driver's license and was not yet confident enough to drive, so he was always very focused when driving.

Many who disagree with the official version point out that it is full of contradictions. The investigation was carried out on a quick fix, there was no re-examination, and the main argument was how can you fall asleep in ten minutes spent on the road? After all, the distance from the fishing spot to the village where Tsoi lived is less than one kilometer!

Suicide

One of the widely spread versions of how Tsoi died was the version of suicide. In the two years preceding the tragedy, the musician achieved unimaginable fame. He was respected, idolized, called " the last hero", his songs became a symbol and anthem for young people. He was a real idol back then. But who knows what would have happened to him today, to the group, to creativity? It is quite possible that in modern world There simply would not have been a place for the Kino group and Tsoi. Maybe Tsoi had a presentiment of all this and decided to leave in order to always remain at the peak of fame? To avoid disappointments? Who knows, but the death of Viktor Tsoi made the group and his work even more popular. The latest "Black Album" sold millions of copies. And the artist’s work still lives in the hearts of generations.

Who killed Tsoi

All these inconsistencies, assumptions and secrets led to the fact that the most common version of how Tsoi died was murder. In the press and the Internet you can see a lot of the most unimaginable and fantastic arguments on this matter.

Here are a few of the most eloquent ones:

Tsoi was killed because of money. He became too rich, and someone didn’t like it...

Tsoi was associated with the drug mafia. And they decided to remove it...

Someone decided to act out the script of the film “Needle” in real life. And as you know, in the finale of the film the main character is killed...

There were also more serious assumptions, which included a change in the producers of the Kino group, issues of distribution of proceeds from tours, copyright on composition, etc. Today, unfortunately, we can only guess. And then, when all this happened, no one was simply in the mood to look for reasons. After all, Tsoi’s death shocked millions, forcing them to mourn and regret the deceased.

The missing car

If we start from the fact that Tsoi’s death was very beneficial to someone, then we can take one of the currently existing versions as a basis. Moreover, this assumption is quite reasonable and has a place to be.

Any experienced driver will be able to answer in which case such a maneuver is performed (first you drive along the side of the road, and then suddenly drive into the oncoming traffic). There is only one option: during the last 10 seconds before the accident, some unfamiliar or familiar car pressed Tsoi’s Moskvich to the side of the road, then abruptly overtook and blocked the road, forcing the musician to drive into the oncoming lane directly under the wheels of a speeding bus.

The investigation report noted very important fact: distance from the fishing spot to Tsoi’s house. It's only a 10-15 minute drive. In addition, a study of tire tread marks showed that the Moskvich was moving along the side of the road for the last 7-10 seconds before the accident. At a speed of 130 km/h! And then the steering wheel was sharply turned to the left towards oncoming traffic. Despite the fact that all these factors clearly contradict the official version of “fell asleep at the wheel,” the investigation did not pay attention to them.

The investigation began to consider this version, but due to the fact that it reached a dead end, it was discarded. But it’s true that finding the mysterious car was almost impossible. But the police don’t like “hangers”; it was very clear to everyone that it was time to close the case and sign the documents. And in the end: “Viktor Robertovich Tsoi. The cause of death was an accident, he fell asleep at the wheel. Dot".

Letter from Janis

And just a few years ago, a Moscow magazine published an article entitled “Viktor Tsoi: unproven murder.” In the article, the author said that the editor of the magazine received a letter from a certain Janis, a citizen of Latvia. In the letter, Janis admitted that he had been eating at him for almost twenty years. Namely, involvement in the death of Viktor Tsoi.

According to Janis, in the summer of 1990, he and the guys received a “request” from an unnamed person to intimidate a fisherman with a non-Russian appearance. At that time, Yanis didn’t even know who Viktor Tsoi and the Kino group were. Arriving at the indicated place, they surrounded the fisherman and warned him “not to fish, otherwise the child will suffer.” A scuffle ensued, as a result of which Tsoi broke out, got into the Moskvich and quickly drove away. Probably to help out my son...

After Yanis and his company caught up with Tsoi, the scene of the accident appeared before their eyes. Realizing that the “fisherman” was no longer a tenant, they decided to quietly move away...

All attempts to contact Janis were unsuccessful. He was silent. However, later he finally got in touch and arranged a meeting with journalists. At the appointed place, the reporters were disappointed: instead of Janis, strong guys approached them and advised them “not to interfere in things that aren’t their own.” So we can only guess whether this story is true or fiction.

Latest album

After the death of Viktor Tsoi, his last album was released. By luck, he was in the trunk of the Moskvich, where he was found after the accident. The recording was completely undamaged. Is this an accident? Maybe Tsoi deliberately left his last album for generations? Or maybe, as one classic said, “manuscripts don’t burn”?

The last album became a real hit. Although he was shrouded in the breath of death and regret. “Black Album” was the last one released by the Kino group, the last word Victor Tsoi. It sold millions of copies both in the USSR and abroad.

In the hearts of millions

Someone smart said that “a person is alive as long as he is remembered.” It turns out that a person can die only if the memory of him dies, or simply when he becomes uninteresting, he will be forgotten and no past merits will save him...

No matter how cynical it may sound, Viktor Tsoi left on time. He passed away when he was at the peak of his popularity. Tsoi's songs were loved by everyone: fans of rock and roll, and those who love pop or pop music. But it could have turned out that if Tsoi had been alive, he would have become uninteresting today. But he's not there. And the memory of him lives in the hearts of people, and it is huge. As before, the Kino group and Viktor Tsoi occupy high places in the ratings and charts, their songs sell well and are re-released, all kinds of remixes are created, etc. Viktor Tsoi still looks at us today from posters and calendars...

That call, on August 15, to the duty station of the Tukumsky regional department, like any similar one, did not bode well. Resident of the Dreimani village A.R. Neimanis excitedly reported that not far from his house at approximately 11:30 a.m. (local time), a dark-colored passenger car crashed into an oncoming Ikarus. There are victims. E.K. Ashmane and senior police inspector of the traffic police department of the Tukums district police department, senior police lieutenant Yanis Elmarovich Peterson, went to the scene of the traffic accident, that is, to the 35th kilometer of the Sloka-Tulsa road. The hot sun literally melted the summer day. It was very stuffy, it was steaming, as if before a thunderstorm. As Erika Kazimirovna recalls, the heels were pressed into the softened asphalt, and it was difficult to breathe. Half an hour later we arrived at the scene of the tragedy.
It was a terrible sight: the Ikarus-250 drifted off the road into the small river Teitupe, beyond the bridge. Okay, there were no passengers. The driver J.K. Fibiks, who works at the Tallinn branch of Latselkhoztekhnikov, escaped with minor bruises and fear. Before that, he took a tourist group to the airport and was returning back.
New "Moskvich-2141" Y6832 MM powerful blow thrown back 18 meters to the bridge. Only the rear bumper remained intact. Upon examination, it is noticeable that the impact on the car occurred from left to right, front to back. Apparently, the front bumper of the Ikarus went over the hood of the Moskvich straight into the cabin. The steering wheel is bent on the driver's side, the seats are knocked down, and the front panel is broken. The hood flew off, everything else was crushed. A young black-haired guy was lying next to the car. Without a doubt, he died instantly. According to the documents found in the salon, Viktor Robertovich Tsoi...
The ambulance that had arrived a little earlier was standing on the side of the road. The doctors had no choice but to certify the death and send the corpse for forensic examination. It showed that no alcohol was detected in the deceased’s blood. Death occurred as a result of an accident from multiple injuries to the body.
The only eyewitness, Neimanis, explained that he only saw a car rushing along the road. high speed car and heard the sound of an impact. It was not possible to determine the exact speed of the Moskvich, but undoubtedly it was no less than 100 kilometers per hour. This was partly evidenced by the position of the cars after the collision and the Moskvich engine flying far to the side. To
threw the engine so far - I have never seen Ashmane in my practice. The impact left potholes and skid marks on the asphalt, from which it was easy to determine the location of the collision. This means that it was easy to imagine the process of collision. All parameters and data were immediately entered into the protocol, and a scheme for the initial inspection of the scene of the incident was drawn up. In the event of further initiation of a criminal case, as is known, it is taken as a basis. In the Moskvich they found three fishing rods, other fishing equipment, a tape recorder, speakers, tools, a spare tire, documents, money and two small fish...

Not far away, the forest rustled, birds called to each other, and water gurgled. Having drawn up a report, the investigator left, and Peterson remained to wait for the truck crane. Several drivers passing by stopped here, smoked, and discussed what had happened. The Sloka-Tulsa road is calm, forested, cars pass occasionally. At the turn there is a wooden house, a little further on there is another one, most likely built before the war. The place is beautiful, just a stone's throw from the sea. In recent years, Tsoi came here on vacation and rented a dacha in the village of Plienciems.
“In my subjective opinion,” says E.K. Ashmane, “Tsoi dozed off at the wheel. The weather helped. He was returning from a forest lake, where he had been fishing since six o’clock in the morning. This is 14 kilometers from the collision site. I was driving at high speed. And around the bend, a bus drove out at a speed of 60-70 kilometers per hour, which he had not even noticed.
The road from Tukums to the accident site is not that close. It meanders through the forest, around farmsteads. We didn’t notice how, around the next turn, this bridge over Teitupe emerged from the hill down. We stopped. On the bridge there are fresh flowers, inscriptions, an open pack of cigarettes, matches, tied handkerchiefs, a woman's glove, a scarf, an empty bottle, a glass, photographs of Victor, more flowers... Scratches and potholes are still visible on the asphalt, sand dug up by the bus on the side of the road. The tragedy happened here. J. E. Peterson again shows how the cars collided. He remembers that the left traverse of the bus was damaged. So, not head-on.
To leave fewer questions, we will work on three versions: murder, suicide and accident. To what extent this will work out according to the logic of the existing facts. Because the investigator did not initiate a criminal case - with the consent of the prosecutor - "due to the lack of corpus delicti in the actions of the drivers." And, therefore, forensic, investigative and other examinations were not carried out. Version one is murder. I don’t think Tsoi had mortal enemies. And even if, for example, they were found, then the method and place chosen were not the best. A house standing at a bend and trees in full bloom behind it obscure drivers driving towards each other. Almost the driver of the Ikarus could not see the Moskvich rapidly approaching the turn. Even if someone, let’s agree, warned him in advance, then rush towards the unknown?.. normal person won't do that. On the contrary, Phibix tried to avoid the collision, risking ramming the bridge and trees, not without endangering his life.
Next. On Lake Tsoi was fishing alone, at least, there are no other facts. Consequently, no one could have influenced him in the form of poison, drugs, etc., which is confirmed by forensic blood testing.
Is suicide possible? I would answer this question in the negative. The creative rise of Viktor Tsoi, concrete plans for the future - preparation of a new album, main role V feature film, tours around South Korea, Japan - reject this version. He was 28 years old - he had just begun to live after getting out of the coal pit. The suicide version is not confirmed for the reason that he hardly saw the bus approaching the turn. And finally, I do not think that Tsoi deliberately endangered the passengers of the Ikarus. He was honest.
Both of the above versions, of course, leave some tiny percentage of probability. But still, in my opinion, the third version is the most acceptable - the version of investigator E.K. Ashmane: he fell asleep at the wheel, Of course, not at a speed of 130 kilometers per hour (I would like to see a driver who is able to sleep at such a speed). There is a straight, flat road leading to the Dreimani farm. You can relax, the path is familiar, from the lake to the cottage in Plienciems it’s about a twenty-minute drive. The speed limit on this road is 90 kilometers per hour. Before the turn about 100 meters away there is a road sign " Dangerous bend". It is clear that the driver is obliged to slow down here, which Tsoi did not do and which again indicates a loss of orientation. The tread mark from the right wheel of the Moskvich is marked on the right side of the road 21 meters before the bridge, from the “pocket” of the bus stop. Curvilinear 11.5 meters after the bridge, the trail exits steeply from the side of the road onto the asphalt part of the road towards the point of collision. No signs of braking were detected. Moreover, let us remember that the new front-wheel drive Moskvich has a very sensitive steering system. One wrong movement is enough. at speed (rearranging a tape cassette, for example) and... that’s it. The speedometer of the Moskvich Y6832 MM stopped at 3400 kilometers. As a driver, Tsoi had category B, that is, the right to drive. a passenger car. The Ikarus driver Fibix is ​​an experienced, experienced professional, has all categories, and works in intercity transportation. For his part, he did everything possible to avoid the blow. So it was an accident.
Many people are probably interested in the fate of V. Tsoi’s car. The first week he was near the building of the Tukumsky District Department of Internal Affairs and attracted large number spectators - fans of the singer, or even just onlookers. The fans were ready to tear Moskvich apart piece by piece. Then Tukums Motor Transport Enterprise No. 29 took him under its roof - at the request of his relatives, before insurance was issued. But young people continued to come here too - to look, to take something as a souvenir. The director of the enterprise, S.A. Konopiev, voluntarily played the role of a guide, having previously contacted Tsoi’s wife Marianna Igorevna by telephone. One can imagine the mental anguish this brought her. At first we also had the desire to photograph the car. We called Marianna Igorevna Tsoi, and this is what she answered:
- You know how tired I am of everything! Better do without it... I don't want you to take pictures
for example, his friend, he would answer the same.
I remember the episode in the underground passage near the Rizhsky railway station. A young guy sat on the ground and with a smug smile played Tsoi’s songs out of tune on his guitar. In front of him lay an open case for small coins. Let's not do this: openly lie and beg and speculate famous name. The memory of Viktor Tsoi deserves more.

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At great speed, a Moskvich is rushing along a forest road, from where it can be heard loud music... Quite suddenly, the car hits the fence, and then flies into the oncoming lane, where the intercity Ikarus is slowly moving. Hit!

As the police report states, the collision of a dark blue Moskvich-2141 car (I 6832 MN) with a regular bus Ikarus-280 (0518 VRN) (driver Fibiks Janis) occurred on August 15, 1990 at 11:28 at 35 -th kilometer of the Sloka – Talei highway. The car was moving along the highway at a speed of at least 130 km/h, the driver Viktor Robertovich Tsoi lost control. The death of Comrade Tsoi occurred instantly, the bus driver was not injured...

What happened seconds before the collision? What happened was reconstructed in sufficient detail, thanks to the reports of police experts and reports from witnesses who visited the scene of the incident: the car was rushing at high speed along a forest road (as it is considered to be according to official maps), the side of the road is compacted sand, with a small concrete road ahead a bridge that crosses either a river, a stream, or an ordinary ditch.

Suddenly, the car flies off to the side of the road (witnesses and reports note distinct tread marks in the sand), touches a concrete pillar and, pushing off from an obstacle, flies into the oncoming lane. We need to slow down! But the driver continues to move, although there is a closed turn ahead... This turn is hidden by the intercity Ikarus, which the Moskvich will collide with in a few seconds, and experts will not find any traces of the car braking...

“A passenger car of the Zhiguli-Sputnik type (Moskvich-2141 is similar to this car - author’s note) rushed past me on the highway at great speed. Its speed was no lower than 100 kilometers per hour. I say this with confidence, because I myself am a motorist with almost 35 years of experience. Immediately a terrible roar was heard. When I ran up, I saw a completely wrecked passenger car and a crumpled bus,” adds Arturs Neimanis, a witness to the disaster, to the picture.

But why does the driver of the car, Viktor Tsoi, first ram a concrete pillar, and then, having driven into oncoming traffic, do not brake? Some believe that the leader of the Kino group (the group itself was then at the zenith of its fame) allowed himself to drink alcohol: it is officially known that famous singer was returning from a morning fishing trip, and for a Russian it is difficult to separate vodka and fishing... But Tsoi’s friends and forensic doctors categorically deny this.

Here is an excerpt from the official conclusion: “Viktor Robertovich Tsoi was absolutely sober on the eve of his death. In any case, he did not drink alcohol during the last 48 hours before his death. Analysis of brain cells suggests that he fell asleep while driving, probably due to fatigue.” And the musician’s friends unanimously add: “He was quite calm about drinking, as well as about any kind of stimulants, despite popular belief.”

“Very often, drivers fall asleep at cruising speed,” traffic police inspector Alexander Maslov comments on the conclusion of forensic doctors. – “There is no need to change gears and, if the road is straight enough, the body relaxes... Those who survived such incidents note that an absolute illusion of driving is created, but the person is actually sleeping! Perhaps something similar happened to the musician..."

But those close to the idol of Soviet youth doubt: is it really possible to fall asleep at such a speed? “I personally think this is unlikely, because it’s a 15-minute drive from the lake where he fished to the dacha,” the musician’s father, Robert Tsoi, once said. “Maybe he lost control, couldn’t control the speed... I know that he composed songs everywhere, right on the go. Who knows, maybe just at that moment it dawned on him and he forgot about this turn. But there is no exact answer. So all sorts of ridiculous rumors are born.”

The first and only wife of the rock idol, Maryana, shares a similar opinion: “Tsoi couldn’t fall asleep at the wheel! Perhaps, on that fateful morning, Vitya was not just in a dream, but in a state of some kind of euphoria, elation, his soul sang, and he relaxed for a second, was distracted...” The radio tape recorder could have caused the frontman of the Kino group to be distracted - by On the way, the musician listened to a cassette on which the band’s new songs had been recorded literally the day before.

This cassette will be discovered by the band’s guitarist Yuri Kasparyan: “We were on the road near Tukums, near Riga... The only surviving parts were the trunk lid with unbroken glass, the rear axle and a compact cassette with a recording of the new album that we wrote in Riga. It was a rough recording...” Later, the draft would be processed, mixed and released as the “Black Album” record, which would instantly become a bestseller and sell millions of copies.

Another version of the death of Viktor Tsoi: he simply did not have enough skill and experience. “He had little driving experience,” says Robert Tsoi, whose statement is confirmed by producer Joseph Prigozhin, who was friends with the leader of the Kino group: “He was not an avid motorist. At least, it seems that before the ill-fated Moskvich, in which he crashed, he did not have a car - I drove him in my G8. And we bought the Moskvich together..."

“At that time, there was a real boom in Moskvich cars, they were considered the latest in fashion, and so it was difficult to buy them easily. Yuri Aizenshpis (producer of “Kino” - author’s note) came to an agreement with the plant, and we drove up to AZLK to pick up the car. They gave 32 and a half thousand rubles,” adds Prigozhin. “It was, I think, in May 1990. So Vitka only drove his car for three months. I think he only put a couple of thousand kilometers on it...”

“The Moskvich’s mileage counter stopped at 3,400 kilometers,” former producer of the Kino group Yuri Belishkin corrects his colleague, and traffic police inspector Alexander Maslov explains: “Even with innate talent, having driven for several months and driven several thousand kilometers, it is impossible to become a good driver – much more experience is needed. Here, perhaps, there was a lack of skill, the characteristics of the car and the road situation..."

The road situation, by the way, cannot be called favorable: a forest road, a sandy roadside, sharp turn, where the legendary musician died, is not marked with signs either then or now, and at the very turn there is a building that greatly limits visibility... “If Vitya had a driver or bodyguard, he would, feeling a surge of inspiration, could pass the steering wheel to him, and the tragedy would not have happened,” the rock idol’s mother, Valentina Tsoi, would later say.

But this did not happen: there was neither a security guard nor a driver and there could not have been - a different time, different morals... And therefore, all that remains is to state the facts: on August 15, 1990 at 11:28 am the leader of the Kino group died from his injuries at the scene of the accident . Rumors will immediately appear about a conspiracy of security officers, about the witchcraft of psychics, but the opinion of experts and eyewitnesses is unanimous: Viktor Tsoi either fell asleep or was distracted, and the speed of movement turned out to be too high for the musician to survive...

Ivan Shcherbakov

On August 15, 1990, Viktor Tsoi passed away. Much has been written about his death in a car accident. But the most complete and truthful were two articles written by Oleg Belikov based on a trip to the site of the tragedy in November 1990. One was published in the newspaper “Live Sound”, the second in the magazine “ Rolling Stone».

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Rolling Stone "There will be no cinema"

The idea of ​​going to the place of Tsoi’s death did not arise from me. One of my acquaintances in the capital, a certain Svetka, told me: “We are going to hitchhike to Tukums in November, to the place where Tsoi crashed. Will you come with us? This idea stuck so tightly in my head that I collected all the available cash - about 300 rubles, bought 2 cartons of Opal cigarettes and went to the editorial office of the local newspaper Znamya Oktyabrya. Having presented to Galina Ivanovna, the editor-in-chief, a proposal to send me on a business trip to “investigate the causes of the death of Viktor Tsoi,” I actually had absolutely no idea how I would conduct this investigation. And so I asked to be given some official document. Credentials.

“We’ll give you paper, of course, but no money!” said Galina Ivanovna. “I’ll go to my own!” I answered, and we began to think about which “grandfather’s village” to address it to. The smartest decision seemed to be to choose the prosecutor of the Tukumsky district as the addressee (since there is a district, it means there must be a prosecutor, and he will always be the head of the police). The paper said that correspondent so-and-so was “sent to collect material about last days life of Viktor Tsoi. Please provide him with all possible assistance."

Having stuffed a camera, a flash, a dozen films and canned food into my bag, I soon stood in front of Svetka and her two friends, who also decided to “see the place.” Coming out of the metro, we wandered towards the highway. "To Riga." I had very little faith that such and such a truck driver would, behind some devil, put such a horde in his cab and drive it “for nothing” all the way to Riga. Therefore, decisively leaving the girls fifteen meters from the traffic police post, taking out my “safe conduct letter” and editorial ID, I went to the post. The policeman, carefully running his eyes over the papers and seeing the menacing word “prosecutor,” said: “Well, we’ll have to wait a little until the right car we'll catch you. Are these guys with you too?” he nodded towards the girls. “Yes, correspondents too!” I answered as nonchalantly as possible.

The “right car” was found on the fourth try. “This, take the correspondents towards Riga,” the traffic cop said to the driver. “These?” the driver looked at us incredulously. “Yeah, the documents are in order, I checked.” “Well, let them sit down,” he replied doomedly. In the cockpit, we immediately take the Elektronika-302 tape recorder out of our bag and turn on Tsoi. About halfway, the driver drops us off and goes to sleep at some truck stop known only to him. We, invigorated, trudge along the highway. To top it all off, it's snowing inappropriately. Cold. Rare cars do not stop or “go the wrong way.”

Only at sunrise do we manage to fit into the brand new UAZ, which takes us all the way to Tukums. I leave the girls at the railway station and go in search of the prosecutor's office. Prosecutor Janis Salons, a man with kind eyes, carefully examines my papers. He clearly likes them. He picks up a big thick book that looks like a barn and starts leafing through it. This book records accidents. The entry occupies one line: car make, license plate number, owner’s full name. The required entry is found when ten sheets of scribbled paper are flipped back. It seems like accidents happen here almost every hour.

I see the car is registered to Maryana. The case was led by investigator Erika Kazimirovna Ashman. The prosecutor withdraws telephone handset, spins the disk. “Erika Kazimirovna? Now a journalist from Moscow will approach you, please introduce him to case number 480.” I ask: “Are you working today, since the holiday is November 7?” “Well, it’s a holiday for you there, in Moscow, but we don’t have any holiday. We don’t recognize your Soviet holidays.” Erika Kazimirovna first greets me with hostility. The call from the prosecutor's office apparently had no effect on her.

“I have no right at all to show you materials from this case, it is not closed yet, and, besides, your colleagues have already written in the newspapers something that did not happen, and then I got punished for allegedly showing them materials . No, no one came here, you were the first, only one called on the phone from MK, I read him some excerpts, and then he mixed everything up. They wrote that Tsoi was not drunk based on the results of an “examination of active brain cells,” but we don’t have such an examination at all, we have a small town, maybe only in Riga they do such an examination, and I don’t know. They only did a blood test for alcohol, it wasn’t there, and that’s all. Why weren't they taken to Riga? So no one knew, they just said that the young guy crashed. So I’ll let you get acquainted with the case materials, and then you write, and I’ll get it again!”

I feel that now they will say “Goodbye” to me, and I eagerly begin to explain that this is why I am here, to find out everything “first-hand” and to avoid any “inaccuracies.” And what happens in journalism? different people, as, in general, in other professions. “And you probably have those too!” The last argument works, and case No. 480 lies on the table in front of me. I scroll, scroll, scroll. Erika Kazimirovna: “This? This is about the initiation of a criminal case against Viktor Robertovich Tsoi. How for what? As the culprit of the accident. And here is the decision to terminate the case due to the death of the accused. Well, yes, if he had not died, then there would have been a trial, but what do you think, for you he is a singer, but for us he is just a criminal. No, well, they probably wouldn’t have jailed him, but they would definitely have fined him. What did you want, the damage was done to the auto company - Ikarus was just undergoing repairs, and again stopped working for about two months, and that’s money! He didn’t travel, he didn’t carry passengers, the enterprise probably suffered losses of several thousand!”

I'm starting to write down all the most interesting things. A few minutes later I realize that a multi-page volume could take a couple of days of my life. I ask permission to retake some pages. “What are you talking about, I shouldn’t have shown you anything.” Then he gives up: “Okay, just don’t tell anyone, otherwise the case is not closed yet.” I quickly take out my camera and start shooting one page after another. “The driver of the Moskvich - 2141 dark blue (license number Ya6832MN), Viktor Robertovich Tsoi, at the 35th kilometer of the Sloka-Tulsa highway, lost control and drove to the side of the highway, driving 250 meters along it. Then his car hit the fence post of the bridge over the Teitope River. From the impact, Moskvich was thrown into the oncoming lane along which the Ikarus-250 bus (license number 0518VRN, driver Janis Karlovich Fibiks), motor transport enterprise No. 29 in Tukums, was moving. The collision time was 11 hours 28 minutes. Weather: +28. Visibility is clear."

Erika Kazimirovna explains to me how to find the landlady Birota Luge, from whom Tsoi rented a room: “Are you by car? Write down: Plientsems village, Zeltini's house. And there are no house numbers there, just tell the taxi driver “Ziltini House”, he will find it. Or the locals will show you, ask, everyone knows there.” Saying goodbye, I take a photo of the owner of the office. “Why should I, don’t need me!” she suddenly becomes embarrassed.

The girls are waiting at the train station, near which there are several free taxis. Let's meet the driver. “Janis. Surname? Why do you need it? Ahhh, journalists. From Moscow?! About Tsoi material?! Melderis is my last name. I know where the accident was. And I took your fans there already. Do you have to travel a lot? Where?". The girls immediately turn on the tape with Tsoi. The driver doesn’t mind and even allows smoking in the cabin. The car rushes in the direction of the village of Plincems. About 20 minutes later we are already entering the village. Janis, leaning out of the window, asks a passerby in Latvian about “Zelini”.

He waves his hand in the direction the car is moving, explaining about the yellow sandstone finish. Hence the name. We're approaching. In the sun the house really shines gold. At the gate there is a mailbox with the inscription “Zeltini”. I enter the yard. The door to the house is closed. I walk around the house. Another door. Also closed. The neighbors who are interested in me explain that Birote is at work, at a fish processing factory. I sit down and let's go. At the edge of the village there is a long one-story building. In front of him is a gate with open doors, into which we drive. I enter and go to look for the boss. Having found it, I explain that I need his employee Birote Luga, which is why we actually came from Moscow.

He nods sympathetically and leads me into the workshop directly to Birote’s workplace. She is sorting through fresh fish. “The journalists came to you from Moscow. You can go home,” says the boss. She quickly and somehow bashfully wipes her hands, takes off her apron, and we go out into the street. Birote categorically refuses to get into the car, assuring that it will come anyway. We are waiting for her at the gate. The house has several rooms. We sit down in the living room. The hostess speaks Russian poorly, and taxi driver Yanis, who volunteered to be a translator, helps us out a lot.

“I got to know Victor through his friend Natalya. She has been coming here every summer for ten years, with her first husband. And the last three years with Victor. Sometimes they took Vita’s son Sasha with them. Usually they came for three months - from June to September. How did you rest? Well, the whole family went to the forest to pick mushrooms. They played badminton. We skated. He often went fishing, and often took Sasha with him. No, he didn’t bring much fish, he was not a fisherman. He said he fishes for fun. And that you can’t have such a good rest in noisy Moscow, I repeated every time. He loved the sea very much, there it is - behind the house, behind the pine trees - already the shore. Natalya and I often went there and swam. Ate what? Nothing special, that was. Yes, I really loved tomatoes!”

“Yes, I didn’t really communicate with him. Only when he asked what he could get where. I always brought good wine as a gift. And he hardly drank at all, maybe only a glass or two the whole evening, and then depending on his mood. That day, the day before, he did not touch wine at all. And they sat at the table for a while, started talking, and went to bed too late. In the morning, at about five o'clock, he got ready to go fishing, he wanted to take Sashka with him, but he was tired, and he regretted waking him up. One left... The Muscovite loved his very much, he liked it very much, he only bought it three months ago.” I ask what kind of music he listened to lately. "Don't even know. I don’t understand it, he had something playing on the tape recorder in his room. Sometimes he played something on the guitar and sang. No, I don't have any photographs of him. You? Will you give it to me? Thank you. What is he, famous musician was?"

How did this happen...

We say goodbye to Birota and go to the scene of the accident. “This is near the Tautopnike farm, there is only one house there,” says Janis. “Fifteen minutes from here, if you drive.” Let's go. Finally the highway turns sharply to the left. Just around the bend is a bridge over the Taitopu River. On the bridge there are already homemade posters with Tsoi’s image, all sorts of ribbons and “baubles”. In the center near the fence stands three liter jar with flowers. There are also flowers all around, right on the asphalt. Thrifty Svetka takes out a bottle of wine. I open it and we take turns taking a sip. I ask Janis to honk the horn. He nods understandingly and presses the horn several times.

Natasha and Zhenya's eyes begin to shine suspiciously. We finish the bottle and I go to a lonely house. The hostess comes out at my voice. This is Antonina Ivanovna Urbane. She says: “I followed this Ikarus, also on a bus. The driver agreed to give me a ride home. He was ahead of us the whole time. It was traveling empty, just for repairs. Only for a few seconds he disappeared around the bend. We drive up, and everything is already there - Ikarus is standing with its front wheels in the river, and a passenger car, all mangled, is in the middle of the road. The driver of Ikarus had not even had time to get out from behind the wheel - he was in shock. Well, I sent my grandson Kolya Zvonnikov, he’s coming to stay for the summer, call an ambulance and the police. The first ambulance arrived, then the police. The doctors got that guy out of the car, he was pinned there. It was twenty minutes to twelve.”

WITH right side of the bridge, pieces of concrete knocked out of the fencing by Ikarus and hanging on the reinforcement are visible. There are traces of bus wheels in the river. On the other side of the bridge there is also a chipped pillar on the side - the one that Moskvich crashed into. In the middle of the road there is a healthy, crooked scratch about three meters long - crumpled from a terrible blow, it was drawn by the cardan of Tsoev’s car. We get into a taxi. “Where to now?” asks Janis. “It would be nice to find that bus. This is automobile enterprise No. 29. Do you know where?” I say.

“I work there, and this bus is parked in our park; in my opinion, it hasn’t even left the line yet!” We are driving in the middle of a corridor of ship pines. Then lakes begin to appear on the left. It was on one of them that Tsoi cast his fishing rods. In the courtyard of the car park we drive up to that same Ikarus. There is no driver, he went to lunch, and it is not known when he will come. I take a photo of the bus and return to the car. “It would be nice to find Tsoi’s car!” I say. “Why look for her, she’s in our boss’s box, he took her from there!” We're going to the boss.

Sergei Alekseevich Konopiev, having learned about the purpose of the visit, broke into a sly smile: “Wow, I hide it from everyone, I don’t tell anyone, but somehow you found out. You are the first to find me. I put it in my box, and then they found out! Okay, let's go and show you. Nobody touched the car. There I just took the fishing rods, they are in my office, and there were several fish in the trunk, I threw them out, they will spoil anyway. Take a photo of the car? I don’t know, you need to ask your relatives for permission!” he says and calls Leningrad-Maryana. She's not at home. Tsoi's parents, Valentina Vasilyevna and Robert Maksimovich, were clearly surprised by a call from Tukums with a request to photograph the car. “The car is registered in Maryana’s name, Victor drove it by proxy, it’s up to Maryana to decide, but we can’t decide here.”

The head of automobile enterprise No. 29, Sergei Alekseevich Konopiev, opens the garage in which Viktor Tsoi’s broken Moskvich stands. The girls are coming. As auto mechanics say, “the car cannot be restored.” The front of the car looks like an accordion: the hood has folded in half, and the roof has also reared up. The front seats were pressed into the back seat. Inside the salon we notice a strand of long black hair. The receptive Zhenya, seeing them, immediately begins to sob. Nika, knowing about the ban on filming, pushes me with her elbow and says in a conspiratorial whisper: “He’s turned away and isn’t looking - let’s film!” I answer that I can’t do that.

Sergei Alekseevich opens the trunk. The rear of the car is completely intact, the impact was frontal. In the trunk there is a shabby backpack (apparently for fish) and several folded posters from the MK festival in Luzhniki. On them is the announcement of the gala concert "Soundtrack" and in the center is written large - the group "Kino". The car is dark blue (and not white, as some Moscow publications wrote), and its engine is in place. We are leaving the box. Everyone is in a depressed mood

“And here, by the way, is the bus that carried the coffin to Leningrad,” says Sergei Alekseevich, and points to a yellow PAZ-672 with license plate 2115 LTR. “You can take pictures of him, just don’t write his number. Otherwise, the fans in Moscow will greet you and break the windows with stones. How for what? Still, he brought the coffin. No, I also think that the bus has nothing to do with it, but what if? And the driver of the bus was Vladimir Guzanov, he brought it straight from the Tukumskoye morgue to the Bogoslovskoye cemetery. They took Natasha’s coffin, she was here, then Maryana arrived, and, in my opinion, Aizenshpis also came.

We issued the driver travel allowance for two days. After all, no one wanted to take it, everyone refused. Well, first of all, the road to Leningrad is long, and you can’t drive quickly - there’s a coffin after all. But Volodya “fell up” before this while drinking, so they sent him away as punishment.” Saying goodbye, Kopiev gives me his business card with a request to send me the material when it comes out. We're going back to the station. It's starting to get dark. Driving past the scene of the accident, Janis, without our request, gives a long horn.

Please stop at a store and buy cigarettes and candy. The store is full of both, but the stern saleswoman asks me business card buyer. I leave the store with nothing. Seeing my upset face, Janis asks what’s the matter. I explain that I wanted to buy a couple of boxes of chocolates, but they don’t sell them. “Wait, my friend’s driver is unloading, give me 25 rubles.” I give it, and a minute later he returns with two boxes of chocolates. Finally we arrived at the station. There are 23 rubles and kopecks on the meter. The girls whine that they have very little money left. I take out a twenty-five-ruble note and say that “no change is needed,” but it would be better if he honks his horn again when he passes the place of Tsoi’s death. He promises

Live sound “The Death of Tsoi: as it really is”

Introduction

This year Viktor Tsoi would have turned 35 years old. The date is round, but I didn’t live to see it. August 15 will soon come, the day on which a new, already eighth year of life without Tsoi will begin. Many KINO fans are still confident that the death of their idol was not accidental. In those days some means mass media they tried to instill in the public the idea that death had been waiting for the musician for a very long time and was simply choosing the right opportunity to attack.

Some movie fans still believe that Tsoi is alive. Vitina’s most devoted fans tried to conduct their own investigations into the incident, which is why so many rumors, myths and legends arose around a simple accident that it was time to publish a thick book dedicated to the death of the artist. Journalist Oleg Belikov brought to the editorial office of the newspaper “Living Sound” unique materials, dedicated to that disaster, including an interview with Vitina’s mother Valentina Vasilievna Tsoi, dated February 1991 and never published before. Since there is no doubt about the reliability of the factual information, we decided to publish the most truthful version of the tragedy. And finally put an end to this story.

Holidays

One of the income sources of Latvian Birta Luge, who worked at a fish processing plant, was her house, nicknamed “Zeltini” by neighbors in the fishing village of Pliencems (near Riga), or “Golden” in Russian.

Birta met Natalya Razlogova a long time ago - even when she was in her first marriage. So when Razlogova arrived in Pliencems one day with a silent, dark-haired guy named Viktor Tsoi, Ms. Luge simply took note of the changes in the personal life of her regular client. Birta learned only later that he was a musician, and a famous one at that.

Valentina Vasilyevna Tsoi: “I know what a car accident is, I know that he died. I can’t help but believe Natasha’s story. I am a biologist by training, and therefore that act is an undeniable argument for me. I remember, however, that after I tried to read it for the first time, I couldn’t approach him for two months. In fact, you need to be prepared to read papers describing your child's injuries. That is, I’m ready for the physiological and anatomical details of anyone’s death, but it’s a different matter when it’s written about my son! However, there is no escape from this! Life and death - they always stand side by side. I am not going to be specifically interested in the circumstances of his death, from that act I understood that he had a terrible hole in his chest, and he died instantly. But the guys from the Bogoslovskoe cemetery constantly torment me with suggestions that he is not dead. It’s very difficult for a mother.”

Natasha came with Victor and his son Sasha every year for the entire summer - from June to September. The head of the family always brought a bottle of good wine as a gift to the hostess, which they drank immediately during the meeting. According to Birta, Vitya always said that he never relaxes as well anywhere as at “Zeltini”. And it’s not surprising - behind the house, made of yellow sandstone, there was a small row of pine trees, and right behind them the waves of the bay were already visible. And it was unusually quiet.

Victor and Natasha really appreciated the peace that the fishing village radiated. As a family, they loved to pick mushrooms, play badminton, skateboard and, of course, fish. It was hard to believe that Vitya was “one of those hairy ones” who were always yelling something into the microphone on TV. The guy did not correspond too much to popular ideas about rock music - although he brought a guitar and a tape recorder with him, he did not scream songs in a heart-rending voice. Victor often played something, but this happened only in his room and very quietly.

Valentina Vasilievna Tsoi: “We were walking from the cemetery here, I see the inscriptions around us: “Vitya is alive.” And I say: “Robert, how can you believe that your Vitya is gone?!” And recently there was a phone call. I pick up the phone and hear “Mom!” The only thing I could answer was “Oh, what?!” But not Vitka’s voice, apparently they were confused. And they hung up. After that, I was “spinning” all evening. And then it’s even worse. I really love those guys who live on Bogoslovsky. Vitya went through their fate, and my grief is their grief. And they are trying to prove to me that Vitya is alive. They say: “Valentina Vasilyevna, you know, there is such a sign that animals avoid places where dead people are buried. You will never see them at the grave." I answer: “The crows flew in when I was there, they’re not afraid of anything.” First they sat on an umbrella, and then they flew even closer to the grave.” And they: “A squirrel sat on his grave...” And, imagine, these children, who are always there, next to Vitya, also begin to doubt. One boy from Bogoslovsky, Stas, told me: “You know, at night there is some kind of glow on the grave, something completely unearthly rises up...” In general, they have faith in Vitina’s supernatural power.”

Sashka, the son of Victor and Maryana Tsoi (the musician’s first wife), loved to go fishing with his father. The “men” usually returned home tired but happy, even though there was usually little fish. Apparently, they simply liked the process itself: first, getting ready for fishing, packing equipment, loading it into the car, then driving along the night road and a long vigil by the river.

Valentina Vasilievna Tsoi: “There was a moment when I wanted to leave. I have accumulated a large number of notebooks of Vita’s fans with dedication poems. There's a ton of poetry there, and they're so... killer! And then, at that time, it was quite easy to go to him, you know? Then I kept crying, “sitting” on pills... I hesitated, but constantly persuaded myself that I had someone to live for: firstly, it was not clear what would happen to Sasha next, since Maryana was creating new family; secondly, Irina Nikolaevna, Maryanina’s mother is a person in need of help. In addition, I have a sister who is somewhat weak - her mother died, her father died, and I was left with her alone. In short, I decided that I have someone to live for! We must live! I even have to live! After all, both Robert and his son Lena need me...

- Does Robert have a son?

Yes, Lenya, very much good boy. Robert left us, married someone else, and then came back again. Now his son is already 17 years old, but until he was 14, the guy didn’t even know that he had a brother, Vitya. His mother immediately gave the child her last name - Kuznetsov, and did not allow Robert to see him. The only thing Lenya knew was that his father’s last name was Tsoi. But at the end of the conference, she allowed Robert to call Lena, and they began to communicate - they met, went fishing, and immediately everything worked out. The boy was always drawn to us, he understood Vitka. Now Lenya is taking our last name, he decided so himself. You see, he also needs to live, and we must help him.”

Tragedy

At the beginning of twelve in the morning on August 15, the sun was already starting to get hot, +24. Vitya was returning home from a night fishing trip. This time Sashka did not go with him, because he fell asleep in the evening without waiting for his father. The straight line of asphalt on the Sloka-Tulsa highway between two rows of ship's pines flew under the wheels of Tsoi's car at a speed of 150 km/h. In the trunk were a couple of fishing rods and a catch - several fish. An Ikarus - 250 with license plate 0518 BPH was driving towards him, driven by Janis Karlovich Fibiks. He was transporting an empty bus from repair to his native motor depot No. 29. A lonely one-story house, nicknamed “Teitopnik” in the area, was ahead of the path, both the first and the second.

The owner of Teitopnik, Antonina Urbane, was traveling behind Ikarus on another bus. The Ikarus driving ahead was constantly in her field of vision and only disappeared from sight for a minute - when turning around the house. When Urbane drove up to the house, she saw that the Ikarus was already parked in a roadside ditch, its front wheels having driven off the bridge into a small river. His driver was still in the cab. And in the middle of the road there was a Moskvich with a crumpled hood, which had turned across the highway due to a strong impact. The car's dashboard slid into the front row of seats, pinning the driver to the seat. And the roof of the car, deformed, pinched his head. The crumpled driveshaft left a deep scratch about a meter long on the highway.

The roads in Tukums are not the same as in Russia. They are well paved, so high speeds are not uncommon there. Hence the frequent accidents. For local residents numerous incidents began commonplace. And for the investigator of the Tukums Department of Internal Affairs, Erika Ashmane, who was in charge of case No. 480 about the accident on the 35th km of the Sloka-Tulsa highway, the accident that happened was not something out of the ordinary. In order to record this case, only one paragraph of official paper was needed in the ovedesh documentation. And over the course of a year, this department of internal affairs accumulates dozens of pages with similar records. Antonina Urbane sent her grandson to call an ambulance. The clock showed 11 hours 40 minutes. The ambulance doctor, who arrived at the scene of the accident before the traffic cops, confirmed the death of Viktor Robertovich Tsoi. Somewhere in the archives of the Tukumsky Department of Internal Affairs there is still a petition to initiate a criminal case against citizen V.R. Tsoi as the culprit of the accident. The case was dismissed "due to the death of the accused"

Whether Tsoi fell asleep at the wheel or was lost in thought - no one will know. But it is definitely established that the Moskvich crashed into a bridge fence post, and it was after this that the car was thrown into the oncoming lane under the wheels of the Ikarus. And before that, the car drove about 250 meters along the side of the road.

Did Vitya doze off? Did you move out thinking? Sudden cardiac arrest? Losing consciousness?

Valentina Vasilievna Tsoi: “Once Yura Kasparyan told me: “Vitya was a great magician, he controlled thousands of people with the help of the power that he possessed. I can't understand how he managed it. He must have been very strong nature...“ And I remembered how one day Vitka came home, and I said to him: “Listen, you’re so ordinary, why are people going crazy about you?” He is silent in response. “Tell me, how are you doing?” - “Mom, I feel very, very good.” “Vit, is it difficult to be like this?” “Very difficult.”

Funeral

According to the Leningrad program “600 seconds”, in the first days after the death of Viktor Tsoi in Leningrad, the number of suicides jumped by 30%. These were mostly young men and girls who had not yet reached 21 years of age.

The bus with the remains of Viktor Tsoi arrived from Tukums to the gates of the Theological Cemetery (in St. Petersburg) at noon. But his fans said goodbye to Vitya in the morning. First - in a rock club on Rubinshteina 13, then - in Kamchatka (in the boiler room where Tsoi worked). There was never a civil funeral service. It was replaced by the construction of an improvisational exhibition on the cemetery wall. There are photographs, drawings, badges, posters, and dedication poems everywhere. In the lattice of the building there are two bowed Russian flags. And a sea of ​​people with mourning ribbons, tape recorders and guitars. Tsoi's music is everywhere. The coffin, upholstered in dark blue material, is lowered into the grave, and a granite slab with the inscription “Tsoi Viktor Robertovich” is installed. 1962 - 1990". Nearby are two large portraits of Tsoi, a wreath with the inscription: “To the singer and citizen Viktor Tsoi. With regret. Korean Society". After farewell at the grave there is a funeral procession along Nevsky Prospekt. In front are portraits of Tsoi, they are carried in their arms. Bowed flags. Columns of people are accompanied by police. Moving slowly, like an honorary escort. The procession occupies one side of Nevsky. Cars driving behind carefully avoid the marchers. On palace square, under the arches, people begin to chant “Victor is alive!”