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Produced by Boris Grebenshikov and Chris Kimsey
Mixed by Chris Kimsey
Mastered by Chris Kimsey
Design by Sergey Milyutin

Recorded at Eastcote Studios, October – December 2024
Recording Engineer: George Murphy
Assistant Engineer: Ed Clay
Studio manager: Julie Bateman
Demo recordings: London – St.Petersburg, 1990 - 1998

Pictures of You (Boris Grebenshikov/Sergey Kuryokhin)
Vocals and guitar: Boris Grebenshikov
Keyboards: Sergey Kuryokhin
Piano: James Hallawell
Opera Singer: Julia Cubo
Roland & Moog Bass: Konstantin Tumanov
Tympani & Backwards Instruments: Chris Kimsey
Drum Programming: James Hallawell & Chris Kimsey
 
Talk With Me  (Axios) (Boris Grebenshikov/Sergey Kuryokhin)
Vocals and guitar: Boris Grebenshikov
Keyboards: Sergey Kuryokhin
Bass Guitar: Ben Nicholls
Drum Programming: James Hallawell & Chris Kimsey
Nord Harpsichord: Konstantin Tumanov
Choir :
Inca Luxton
Sophia Elliott
Anthony Clark
Faye Clark
Rosie Clark
Willow Clark
 
Eloise  (Boris Grebenshikov)
Vocals and guitars: Boris Grebenshikov
Programming: Chucho Merchan
Bass Guitar: Ben Nicholls
Backing Vocals: James Hallawell & Boris Grebenshikov
Drum Programming: James Hallawell & Chris Kimsey
String Arrangement: Tony Visconti
Conductor:James Larter
String Quartet:
Violin: Djumash Poulsen
Violin: Roman Lytwyniw
Viola: Jordan Bergmans
Cello: William Jack
French Horn: Isaac Shieh

Slide (Boris Grebenshikov)
Vocals, guitars and slide: Boris Grebenshikov
Flutes: Oleg Sakmarov
Double Bass: Ben Nicholls
Verse Silde Guitar: James Hallawell
String Arrangement: Tony Visconti
Conductor: James Larter
String Quartet:
Violin: Djumash Poulsen
Violin: Roman Lytwyniw
Viola: Jordan Bergmans
Cello: William Jack

Too Far Away From Here (Boris Grebenshikov)
Vocals and guitars: Boris Grebenshikov
Keyboards: Boris Rubekin
Oboe: Eleanor Tinlin
French Horn: Isaac Shieh
Whistle: Liam Bradley
Nord Harpsichord and Mellotron: Konstantin Tumanov
Bass Guitar: Winston Blissett
Drum Programming: Chris Kimsey
Percussion: James Larter
Backing Vocal: Colleen Sexsmith
String Arrangement: Konstantin Tumanov
Conductor: James Larter
String Quartet:
Violin: Djumash Poulsen
Violin: Roman Lytwyniw
Viola: Jordan Bergmans
Cello: William Jack

SPECIAL THANKS TO:
Sergey Serebryakov
PP aka Nevada
Лидия Любченкова

We started out at sunrise bridge

Grumpy stark and fair

With sparkling bells 

                       between our legs

And dolphins in our hair;

My life is so much simpler now,

Carmethene and blue, 

Yet it’s nothing more than 

Empty gilded frame

For pictures of you.

There’s painters on the frontline

Oils running through their veins;

The generals in state of grace

Transported home in chains.

It hasn’t been confirmed yet

But rumours might be true:

There’s nothing 

More serene and clandestine 

Than pictures of you. 

Whatever lies in store for me

It will be nothing new – 

The only thing 

     that makes it all worthwhile 

Is pictures of you.

 

  

Talk with me;

Don’t stare me down

The pages of your rosary, 

Illustrious and fair;

Talk with me;

The windy beach,

The night is near,

Deliver me 

From brimstone and shadow.

I can talk with you,

I can walk with you,

All throughout your life,

Stay with you 

Smile on you

Light in your fire;

Laugh with you,

Starve with you, 

Man and a wife

Stay with you, 

Say to you: 

Axios. Axios.

Once in a while,

Never again;

Laws of multiplicity

Apply to me, 

Black and white, 

Why should I care;

Just talk with me, 

Talk with me –

Pages of your rosary 

One by one,

Deliver me

From brimstone and shadow. 

I can talk with you,

I can walk with you,

All throughout your life,

Stay with you 

Smile on you

Light in your fire;

Laugh with you,

Starve with you, 

Man and a wife

Stay with you, 

Say to you: 

Axios. Axios.

Eloise

Standing in the rain outside,

Wondering if the sky’s really made out of air;

There she is, 

Always looking right at me – but is she? –

You can’t really tell

And I don’t really care.

 

 

 

Eloise,

Something of a child,

Something of a bride,

And sometimes just not there;

Help me please

Discover ‘bout your secret life

And a purpose behind the clothes that you wear.

 

 

 

I just need

Some time to settle down,

Just need

Some time to settle down

I need to get my feet on the ground, 

 

Before I can dance with you;

But now,

I can’t even see you now,

And she smiles

 

And she turns

And she says:

I know. I know.

Eloise

Staring at the sea,

Seven white birds sing

Lost in her hair;

I’ve heard she is

Lethal for the likes of me,

Well, you can’t really tell

And I don’t really care.

I just need

Some time to settle down,

Just need

Some time to settle down

I need to get my feet on the ground,

Before I can dance with you;

But now,

I can’t even see you now,

And she smiles

And she turns

And she says:

I know. I know.

Who said she ever knew about me? 

 

 

Slide, slide,

Slide as we did of old,

From the hands that keep out the cold,

From the fire that burns low –

Slide. Slide.

Slide, slide.

Slide through your darkest days,

When you step out of the haze

And you find yourself broken –

Slide. Slide.

Does it make us that strange?

Slide, slide,

 

Slide as we did of old,

 

From the hands that keep out the cold,

 

From the fire that burns low –

 

Slide. Slide.

Hi there, twilight. Are you still alright? 

Do you see a moon out there in Heaven tonight?  

Somebody’s shaking 

Somebody is sick with fear 

I thought I’m alright 

But you are too far away from here. 

 

That was the sweetest that I’ve tasted yet. 

Secret, secret, 

Do you feel it like that? 

Do you still read me? 

Do I make myself clear? 

I thought I made it 

But you are too far away from here. 

 

And a moon is full tonight 

And it feeds the flame 

Very old book said, “No blame”. 

Is it a white light? Or is it pain?  

Do we tend the fire? 

Do we pray for ... rain. 

 

So you better stay silent 

Better hold your breath 

See the tigers dancing on the willowy path

Look at them swirling 

See how they disappear. 

I thought I’m alright. I thought I’m alright. 

Almost alright. 

But you are too far away from here. 

I thought I’m alright. 

But you are too far away from here.