I was at the opening of the rock season in one of our clubs. Not a bad club, all conditions. Coming here again and again, each time I am saturated with the energy that I missed in due time for various reasons. And I understand that the time that I would have spent on such events 15 years ago would not have been wasted. Young people gather here, and they all have one thing in common - they do not lie to themselves. Absolute acceptance of yourself. Someone is filled with alcohol, but someone does not need it at all. And here you can do a lot - jump and wriggle like a monkey, make various ridiculous movements, run like crazy or push, jump from the stage into the crowd. If you fall down, you will reach out and help you to get up. If you have lost your glasses, they will be looked for by the whole audience and will definitely be found. Because these crazy-looking freaks are people first of all. From the TV they are presented by marginal people and some kind of monsters, but this is just a means to sell material that says so. Of course, there are alcoholics and brawlers among them - just like among other, very different people. And yet, the main feature of this celebration of life is youth. That which, perhaps, cannot be returned, but that which can be nourished again. Yes, it's loud - it will ring in your ears for several days. But that's how it is.