Vasya Shakulin cuts to the heart - his anxieties have long since reached a professional level, and his domestic paranoia has grown to the status of philosophy. In this concert, old age looks like an honest career path, and depression looks like an inevitable part of the dress code.
Through the domestic absurdity and panic notes are reflections on the body, politics and the very longing that can't go anywhere. Shakulin offers no consolations - he just honestly laughs with the audience at how disturbing reality turns into a schizophrenic spectacle.
