Denis Treier habitually views the world through the prism of mild absurdity, everyday oddities and pervasive skepticism. His concerts are a mixture of a letter from higher powers, almonds and a reminder of the finality of all living things, where laughter goes hand in hand with a reminder of mortality.
The theme of nostalgia Trayer goes through childhood in pantyhose and inadvertently survived hopes, noting: we are all a bit random and spoiled - sometimes you can even try to be proud of it. In the chaos of Moscow, the author suggests not to build illusions, but to learn to laugh at one's own failures and social rituals, because there is and will be no other way out.
