A joke repeated many times becomes trivial and stops being funny. That's the story with Nemolyaev. Starting to listen to the disc, I genuinely thought I would hear something new — I was cruelly mistaken. The same industrial-metalcore riffs and the same vocals, with the instrumental side being painfully sparse. At the same time, the inclusion of several songs is utterly absurd. "Don't Think Lightly of the Seconds" — you can have different feelings about Kobzon, but his rendition was perfectly dignified, and the cover turned out completely unfunny. "Stork on the Roof" could potentially have made a successful parody — after all, Rotaru and her singing style are already a parody in themselves — but Nemolyaev's version once again failed to be funny. Even the Lagutenko cover sounds more than bland. "Island of Bad Luck," originally performed by the brilliant actor Mironov — again, it turned out uninteresting. Something halfway decent doesn't begin until track 8. The Sabrina Salerno cover is at least somewhat interesting. Strangely enough, the following track, originally performed by Mongol Shudan, is quite decent. "I Drink to the Bottom!" is done in a punk rendition — at least some variety toward the album's end. Perhaps the most successful cover is the one of Zykina — I won't comment on it, as it's genuinely very funny. Another punk version follows — this time of "This Train Is on Fire." On one hand, the cover isn't bad; on the other, it's one of the best songs of late-era BG. The Laertsky cover turned out very well, as did the closing bonus track covering Bratya Grimm.
The problem is this: when Nemolyaev parodies Katya Lel and other products of defecation, it is indeed funny. When he made reggae versions of well-known metal hits, that was funny too. The failure of this album lies in the fact that, first, there is nothing new, and second, the metalcore treatment is applied to perfectly decent songs that actually have something to lose from such an arrangement. Bratya Grimm will lose nothing — that's garbage, not music — unlike the music of Tariverdiev, for example. In other words, parodying MTV-grade sewage and songs by decent Soviet composers in equal measure is hardly the right approach!