Zakhar. Pershyj.

At this cover I see a sweet smile. A sweet boy. Still, he does not pretend to be a right boy. Frankly speaking, it is even pleasant, as it is honestly. He honestly tell about the things, about which he thinks - it is obvious that he thinks mostly about girls and about all kinds of pleasure and joys connected with them. Such kind of openness should be worth of something. Girls should know what it is worth of, and it is not for me to speculate about that. As for his voice, it is pleasant – the main thing in it is his youth, in the sense of craving for life. To be exact, craving for sensual life. Taking into consideration that Zakhar is the author of both lyrics and music (with the exception of folk songs), it is quite an all-sufficient self-expression, isn’t it? In general, the album is not unvaried, and this is considered a plus, too, as an author's debut is not always so simple. Here quite a bright image appears, which becomes more extensional and bulging with every song. It does not get lost in the thicket of reflections. It goes straight, without losing extra efforts for workarounds. It is exactly what a young pressure means. Such is Zakhar, a sweet boy from the cover – he knows what he wants and does what he wants.