Krasilovsky Felix Biography
On the Internet you can find information that you were born in Stalinabad in the year of the Great Victory? Not quite so. In fact, I was born a year before victory, and I was born in a concentration camp in Poland, but then they changed the metric, and it turned out exactly as indicated on the Internet. The fact is that I am the son of a German military and Ukrainian partisan. From her mother’s side, that is, my grandmother, all in the family is Ukrainians.
And in my grandfather from my mother, all Jews. They lived in the White Church. The surname of the mother was on the Ukrainian branch - casually. During the war, she partisan in Belarus, carried out the tasks of the command of the partisan detachment. And fell in love with a German soldier, in the invader. When the Germans exposed his mother, they sent to Poland to a concentration camp.
She was already pregnant by me, and in this concentration camp I was born. In my father, my surname is Hoffman. After the liberation of Poland by Soviet troops, we returned to Ukraine, but were immediately deported to Tajikistan. And with us, a grandparent and mother’s sister, who was also a partisan. We settled us in a hut in the city of Stalinabad. There, a year later, my mother changed my name and metric.
I was originally called Philip, since in the family of my mother all men were with that name. And then I became Felix. Mom thought was so safer. Krasilovsky is the last name of my stepfather. Mom in Stalinabad married a musician, the trumpeter of the Opera and Ballet Theater Mikhail Krasilovsky. A wonderful, huge soul man who replaced my father. I learned about all this as an adult.
By the way, Stalinabad was renamed Dushanbe in the year, when I was already at a conscious age. Three years. My father gave me a pipe and I immediately began to blow. You know that many do not immediately manage to blow, but I instantly succeeded. Since childhood, I could play everything that made sounds. Yes, and sang. Boaming, homelessness, garbage, theft, anasha, communication with already adult criminals ...
Anashi was smoked for the first time when he was still small. They barely pumped it out. In the year, a cousin brought a dove in a cage. White, sensitive, clogging dove. And since then I have not parted with them. I am an avid dovetor. I am an international expert in pigeons at exhibitions, and work on selection. That is, all this is very serious. So much intelligentsia was exiled there that the population looked very decent.
There was no cattle. The city was international and, I repeat, intelligent.
My younger brother Boris Krasilovsky. He spent 22 years out of his years in the zone where he was crowned. They killed him quite by accident in the year. Felix and Boris Krasilovsky with his mother. No, I practically did not study in the general education. Although he graduated from seven classes, he almost did not attend school. It was simply a bully, I was all the time from school.
Only my mother managed to negotiate with teachers, and I was brought to the seventh grade. Then I learned a little in the vocational school, threw it and entered the music school. At the same time, I managed to work with a turner in the trolleybus management, but I played more on a pipe in the orchestra during management. From the music school, I was expelled three times, and once per arson.
But still, it was possible to graduate from the school to the army. Very strong musicians studied with me. There is such a drummer Javad-Zade. So I studied with his father Seva, also a drummer. After the school, we will meet with him already in Moscow. Almost all of them then left Dushanbe. I entered the cello. He wanted to go to the pipe, but he came to act, played on the accordion, sang.
And they told me that there is no need to go to the pipe. The boy is gifted, he must play on serious instruments laughs. But he learned and could play on different instruments. I did not care. I came to classes and played. Teachers believed that I was engaged in days, but I did nothing at all. Simply, God gave. After the school in the year, I thundered in the army.
I got into a musical platoon, but when they heard that I was playing a jazz pipe, they throw me out of there to the infantry. Where I plowed for almost three years. But the truth played on different instruments in the musical quintet at the division. In the Turkestan military district, in the city of Kushka. In those years, it was not very calm on the border. There were transitions and provocations.
In the restaurant. He returned to Dushanbe and entered the Tajik Conservatory for the vocal department. He worked in restaurants in parallel, trained in the theater. He accompanied Nikolai Nikitsky on the guitar when he recorded a romance for a military film at the Tajikfilm studio. The name of the film, to regret, forgot. I loved everything. Any music. I sang in the tessature of the baritone and in the tessature of tenor.
He always delighted him. And everything is simple: my muscles were very easily rebuilt, and I could sing in different voices. Yes, I can also sing now. And jazz, and the stage, and the courtyard and opera parties, tenor, baritone -it doesn’t matter ... -You have been studying how many years have you studied? Five years. After graduating from the conservatory in the year, I went to Moscow.
He came to the Minsk restaurant, met the musicians and began to work in the ensemble.He sang something from Okodzinsky, played on the synthesizer, on the pipe and everything became clear to everyone. And we began to cooperate ... -Och the work of Okodzinsky? And who did not love him? I don't know such. I was familiar with Valera ... -Where did you meet? In the tavern. He came to our restaurant with the musicians.
I put a bottle of cognac on the table, and met. In general, from our stage, except Obodzinsky, I liked Magomaev, Mulerman and Gulyaev. The site was created on November 27 of the year.