The author of the cover is Vlada Ivants. Автор обложки Влада Иванц.
Baby, you understand me now,
If sometimes you see that I'm mad.
© «Don't let me be misunderstood»
by Bennie Benjamin, Horace Ott & Sol Marcus
That's the end of the blue days of mine!
I've been waiting for so, so long to say these words. I'm glad that this very recent feeling of freedom allows me to put two meanings into this phrase at once: this poem book anticipates the imminent end of this creative era of mine, and my sad, drab days are really over.
Anyway, this new version of TBDOM was planned a long time ago and was supposed to include not only new songs and poems, which I wrote as if by inertia immediately after the release of the book, but also other interesting things that I didn't think of initially.
Honestly, I hate the prologue of the first version of TBDOM. If you want to know why, just remember the first question I asked you, «Do you understand me?» Well, I don't care if someone understands me or not. And if they don't understand me, then they shouldn't, if they don't want to, then they don't have to understand me or pretend to do it. I realized that I just need to let others and myself live in peace. Don't like it? Ok! Like? It's cool! Thank you if you support me. It's okay if you don’t like me.
Well, now I can say that this release should be a feast in honour of the last few months of The Blue Days Of Mine era. I have learned a lot during this time; I have become much older. The process of my growing up, my cheerful, sad, happy, good and bad days are reflected in this period. But perhaps it's time to let this part of my work end. The English language, British, American and Russian culture in this international language has greatly influenced what I create, write or do. So, if in the future some person interested in me studies my books and life, he will not be able to do it without knowledge of this period and lyrics. That is why we must celebrate the end of the blue days of mine.
So, let's raise our glasses of burgundy wine!
6 new poems and songs have been added to this chapter among the order of the old ones.
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poem
Hello, my dear readers.
I think you're confused.
My poems are like creepers,
They're going to kill you.
