A True Jedi's Rest. Part III

In the third part of the column 'A True Jedi's Rest' we decided to talk not only about DJs' favourite entertainment venues, but about rest in general. About what helps a person who works in an atmosphere of unbridled fun to relax and truly rest – about relaxation, about travelling abroad and about family joys.

crowd to relax in on the weekend. Although even before I was a DJ, I didn't want to spend my weekends in clubs, because I don't consider that to be rest – after that kind of 'rest', like a nightclub, you then have to spend a long time recovering your health. What kind of rest is that?
Usually rest for me is associated with tennis, football and bowling; I play bowling at Cosmik. When I meet up with close friends, we sit in some cafés or head out of town, into nature. Sometimes we get out beyond the MKAD and go to Lytkarino or to a holiday home or drive to the banks of our rivers and make shashlik. The main thing is that it should be quiet out in nature, far from the city noise. As for going abroad, my favourite place, where I always rest unconditionally and thoroughly, is Denmark and Sweden. I'm actually a fan of Scandinavia; I consider it the most fairy-tale-like region, the cleanest and quietest, the calmest and healthiest. I'll definitely go there many more times, either with my wife, or with my mother, or with both.

Closer to nighttime, depending on whether I'm playing or not, I might drop in on my friend Goroby at Dyagilev, but again – it's a contemplative visiting of places, since I run into a large number of old acquaintances and socialise a lot. This place could be Gazgolder or Dyagilev, but definitely not First – under no circumstances! The last events at Gaudi were magnificent, and there rest and a DJ set were combined.
There's no talk of relaxing rest; after all, I live out of town, my friends and I go out for shashlik, we stroll along the Moskva River, we prefer walks on foot – it's a more peaceful kind of rest. You know yourselves that Moscow itself presupposes a frantic rhythm in everything, and that complete relaxation is absolutely impossible. What really makes me happy, and what I get enormous pleasure from, is trips to my favourite country, Belgium. Three-to-four-day journeys, which I combine with shopping and buying records, can be called a breath of fresh air! In Moscow I feel like I'm in a tin can and it's hard for me to feel inspiration here, which can't be said of Belgium. Again, as a relaxing rest, I love going to Italy, since for the last six years I've been renting a villa or an apartment in the north or south of the country, sometimes in Tuscany, on the Riviera; a couple of times I've been to Sardinia and the Neapolitan coast. There is exactly where I achieve complete relaxation, by way of devouring the most delicious food, being surrounded by sea and sun; sometimes we travel around historical places and, of course, books. And returning to club rest, I want to say that I enjoy being in a club where I know everything and feel comfortable, when everyone knows me – from the doors right up to the owner – and when I can allow myself anything I want and however I want.

In that sense the small and big dancefloors of the club Gorod (when they're full) are the best thing there can be, because here there are no constraints. But I won't say that I'm not tempted to say to Lyosha Goroby at that same Dyagilev – 'Give me at least 20 minutes on the decks!' – often this is impossible, because Dyagilev's audience is very far from what progressive youth listen to.