Игорь Остров - биография, образование и работа

"...you are the sun, you are the only one..." you live once, make it count.. "... things you own, end up owning you..."(Fight Club) "...Life insurance pays off twice if you die on a business trip..."(Fight Club) Так легко потеряться в водовороте мелочей, откладывая на потом самое важное в жизни, ведь даже в голову не может прийти, что такой сильной любви может что-то угрожать; а потом внезапно понимаешь, что вся жизнь теперь состоит из мелочей, и ты стал чужим человеку, которого любишь больше всего на свете. I feel bad for people that don't drink, they wake up in the morning and that's the best they are going to feel all day! "... i want you to know... how much it means... to have you in my life..." The only difference between is and isn't is that is is is and isn't isn't is, isn't it??? Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace you. Choose your future. Choose life. Choose beer. Choose a bar. Choose a bottle. Choose a pint. Choose a fucking massive hangover. Choose pissing in a shop doorway. Choose disgusting food. Choose a spinning bedroom. Choose lying in gutters. Choose a police escort. Choose being sick in the back of a taxi. Choose to miss your keyhole ten times before getting it in. Choose sleeping with ugly people. Choose drinking competitions. Choose dancing like an idiot. Choose phoning friends at 2 in the morning to sing to them. Choose talking to tramps. Choose bad karaoke. Choose disappointing sex. Choose beer breath. Choose empty pockets. Choose pissing every 5 minutes. Choose arguing with inanimate objects. Choose to laugh at unfunny jokes. Choose falling asleep in a club. Choose to argue with barmen. Choose losing your phone. Choose to pick a fight with the biggest person you can find. Choose talking bull shit. Choose walking home at the end of it all thinking what a fucking embarrassment you’ve been but then start planning next weekend……… Choose your future. Choose beer. ..

Я - самодостаточное существо. Я - панк по своей природе. Я сам по себе, я не большинство. Я не согласен по своей породе. Что посеешь то и пожнешь. Я типичная особь человеческой расы. Я всегда рядом пока ты живешь. Потом ты сдохнешь, я буду стоять улыбаться. ПРОТИВ ТЕБЯ. ПРОТИВ СЕБЯ. ПРОТИВ ВСЕХ. ВЕЧНО ПРОТИВ. САМОРАЗРУШЕНИЕ. Иисус умер не за меня. Глупая жертва тупому народу. Моя жизнь - это моя война. Я сам сдохну за свою свободу. Я опухоль мозга планеты Земля. Я железная палка в ваших колесах. Я сам по себе. Я сам за себя. Отравленный ножик в разорванной глотке. Я - Сид Вишез. Я - Бритни Спирс. Я - твое выражение страха Все поэты идите на хyй Заплеванных гласными дней В разорванном зеркале Мне не нужны ударения Или красивые фразы Слова - преступления Поэты - пидарасы Плюнь в пустоту В девчонок с глазами из сахарной ваты С конфетами чувис во рту У них есть любовь - Потаскуха и дрянь! Достань из кармана Презерватив - Символ неверия в свободу В морду хаоса кричу: Я ЛЮБЛЮ ЗАEБИТЕСЬ! Yeah o yeah you seen me walk On burning bridges Yeah o yeah you seen me fall In love with witches And you know my brain is held Inside by stitches Yet you know I did survive All of your lovely sieges And you know that I'll pick up Every time you call Just to thank you one more time Alcohol And you know that I'll survive Every time you come Just to thank you one more time For everything you've done Alcohol Alcohol And I'm sorry some of us Given you bad name yeah o yeah, cause without you Nothing is the same Yeah o yeah i miss you so Every time we break up Just to hit a higher note Every time we make up Who's crawlin' up my spine - alcohol I've been waiting long long time - alcohol Now you teach me how to rhyme - alcohol Just don't stab me in the back with cartisol Now we reunite - alcohol And forever be divine - alcohol Screw a light bulb in my head - alcohol may that ceremony be happy or sad... (Gogol Bordello - Alcohol)