France. Charles AZNAVUR: "I and not the actor at all, and the doctor of love".
France. Charles AZNAVUR: "I and not the actor at all, and the doctor of love".
Every year there are new stars in a sky of the variety
Songs. But the star of this singer does not fade, its name always on hearing,
And songs sound with the same shrill force, as well as twenty, and
Forty years ago.
- Charles Aznavur, is opinion, that the crooner himself creates
The career. There is also another: career to it create.
Untwist if to use a modern slang.
- Never thought of it and has not struck a finger about a finger, that
Something in this sense to "create". Worked, and only. To me spoke:
"You have won". Whom? "You took a revenge". For what? That mine
Parents have been compelled to leave the native land and to search for a haven on
To foreign land? But to whom I could prove something "revenge"? With
With whom to "pay off"? Comprehension of that you have found the place in
Also that in general it has lived lives knowingly, comes then, when already
Something is made. And at first simply you work in all measure of forces. If
Me would ask, whether there is something of what I dreamt always, all
Life, with most mladyh years and to this day, I would respond: yes, is -
Feeling of freedom.
- This feeling always with you. So, your main dream
It was carried out?
- Yes, if only not to forget, that there are people, which
Have used freedom better, than I as surpass me
In the business. Ecstasy itself - bitter destiny for the actor.
- And with such sensation you are before public?
- Public does not have affairs before, that I feel. Any fear on
To scene I do not test. And if something is not possible to me, I of it
Simply I do not do - in the actor all should be natural also anything
Through force.
- Today the requirement for the new style, new rhythms is obvious,
To new music, in general, in an art modern language. And other your songs
There live twenty years...
- And even much longer. Means, there are any feelings,
Which are not subject to time, and the age them does not take. By the way, about
Age I think often enough. One psychoanalyst has told, that
To remain and look inherent in me the aspiration always the young.
It is hardly right. Ideal age, in my opinion, somewhere in an interval
From 60 till 65 years though the majority is convinced, that - 40. But in 40 years
Yet you do not see yourself from the party, and in 60 already you approach to yourself with
bolshej objectivity, understanding thus, that else much is possible
To make.
- Including to be seductive?
- What for? I happily married also all life I seduce the wife. And
At women I look simply as the aesthete, without any ulterior motive.
- And on public too?
- If it has been seduced in due time, such and
Remains. Under a condition, of course, that the actor opens in itself
Something new, not maintaining endlessly the former image. After all
The basic part of public grows old together with it, passing the
Delights to children and grandsons. Contrary to walking opinion, all is far not in
New generation reject the past. In families where protect
Traditions, but also do not impose the tastes, deliberate confrontation with
Past at children does not happen. I sing about love - it does not have rigid
Bindings to this or that epoch.
While exist enamoured, they will be always with me. If in
To hall there are spouses, whose home life passes through the difficult
Tests, they, listening to my songs, will think: after all not we one such
Here and earlier people had same problems, will overcome them and we...
Sometimes it seems to me, that I and not the actor at all, and the doctor of love. I
Too I move together in due course. I read newspapers, magazines, I look
TV, I meet people. Time signs get and in
New songs.
- As you think, why your success throughout several
Decades name improbable, outstanding?
- The one who so speaks, is simply inclined to exaggerations. I not
The star, not an idol, I only the actor who is able, probably to do
The business. Recently in Armenia to me have translated a line from
Poems of Russian poetess Marina Tsvetaeva: "the Handicraftsman, I
I know craft ". Better, perhaps, you will not tell.
- You as it is jealous, as other colleagues, concern inclusion
Your songs in repertoire of other singers?
- At all. What author not wounded by complexes not
Wants, that its products were executed as it is possible is more often?
Requirement for such comical monopoly - destiny of actors, not
Self-assured. If my songs in author's execution something
Stand, other executor to prevent contact to public not
Can. For me each concert if want, this meeting, on
Which I express the thoughts, and public, definitely
Reacting, agrees with me or not. At home, listening to my records,
People too have mental conversation with me. And nobody can
To it to prevent.
- Excuse for banality of a question: creativity is difficult
Process?
- I will respond it is so banal: very difficult. I, likely, you
I will surprise, if I will tell, that, composing a song, it is the most difficult to find not
Melody, and words, though the colleagues working in the same genre, with
Me for what will disagree: them often suffices in the dictionary of ten -
Fifteen words. And I crowd with hours in dictionaries to find most
The exact. The main thing which has been not jammed. You at all do not imagine, as
This excavation in dictionaries has enriched also my spoken language, how much
New words I have learnt.
- All have noticed: you do not like to repeat...
- I do not like. I sing a song behind a song, not paying attention on
Applause and interrupting them, for all songs in a complex, in
Complex is and there is that speech which I have prepared for
Populous "meeting". To repeat means to transform the
Performance in a chain of separate numbers, that at all
Corresponds to my plan.
- You at all do not make impression of the sad person, and
Your songs are full of nostalgic grief.
- At me behind it is a lot of grief, it is a lot of the dramas which have comprehended personally
Me, my relatives, my Armenian people. Behind - poverty, glory
To the god, not poverty. It is a lot of difficulties through which it was necessary to pass
And about which I never forget. Here, apparently, now I can
To dare to buy everything, that I really would like to have,
But, even when it is a question of things necessary, a little
Expensive purchase oppresses me. Very much I like to change cars, and
Each time purchase new is a painful dissonance with itself:
Yes how to pay such money, really it is not a shame?. Somewhere in
To depth of soul I on - former feel the poor man.
- You townspeople?
- Alas... I can not without a noisy, fussy city life, and
Pulls in village where all know each other, where, having returned,
You find old friends and you feel as in a uniform family. I
I like a grass more than flowers, a tree before a window more than
Stunning panorama of a perfect city. I have bought two hectares
The earths also I am not going to them to arrange well. They for walks, and
Only.
- As happens, that some your songs are forbidden for
Executions by radio?
- I will be glad, if you explain it to me. Unless at the moral
Censorships there is any logic? Any freely is on sale
Platitude, any vulgarshchina, and my song in which there is a line
"I have stuck lips into your breast", has no access on radio - suddenly
It will be heard by children more youngly 16 years!
- You the man of means how you spend the money?
- My desires and my interests are extremely simple. That I in
The business I wish, to me it is accessible: the good car, a beautiful jacket,
The newest electronic knickknacks, liked dogs. Well and, of course,
Convenient habitation. But at me is not present the slightest requirement for luxury,
Modern grandomanija me simply makes laugh. To me in a head not
Has come, for example, zaimet the plane or to remove in hotel
Royal apartments: more often about it and something similar
The small people who have managed not by absolutely just ways dream
To get under a shower of gold, or it is simple those to whom it is the most important
To seem, instead of to be.
- And the power does not seduce you?
- Upasi My God!. At least already because it it is inevitable
Accelerates a flight of time and destroys the person. Having seized upon the power,
Young ahead of time leave a youth, mature quickly
Become old men. Unless the ecstasy the found power costs
Such victims?
Arcady VAKSBERG, sob has translated. A correspondent "LG".
PARIS.
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//* an information Source: the Literary newspaper, 24.10.01
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