I grow aluminum cucumbers on a canvas field

The creative legacy of almost any rock musician necessarily contains at least one composition, which seems like a fun dummy, but still makes you think about the subtext. For Viktor Tsoi, this is the famous song "Aluminum Cucumbers". Both he and his friends talked more than once about how Victor and his fellow students were sent to work on a collective farm.

The weather was rainy, the field was a mess, and the cucumbers they collected were grayish, which made them look metallic. Then he came up with a line about aluminum cucumbers on a canvas field.

The song was included in the album "45" and quickly became popular, and fans began to interpret the meaning of the lyrics in their own way. The most varied versions were expressed. Cucumbers were understood as rocker rivets on overalls, bombs thrown over Afghanistan and much more.

In 1987, Viktor Tsoi, answering questions from the audience who came to the concert in Dubna, explained the meaning of the song (or rather, the lack of it). He said:

"Aluminum cucumbers" are purely phonetics, and maybe some key points that are not related to each other and have the task of causing associative connections. The phrase is completely meaningless. This song is an attempt to completely destroy reality, any kind of realism. You can call it real fantasy. You can, to some extent, compare this approach with Ionesco's theater of the absurd. Only we do not have a gloomy resolution of elements of reality, but a more cheerful one.

These words of the leader of the group "Kino" are well known to all fans, but many of them prefer to think that the song "Aluminum Cucumbers" still has some secret meaning. Although it is possible that it is so.

Interesting Facts

  • In the studio version of the song, Boris Grebenshchikov played the bells.
  • In the album "KINOproby" the song was performed by the group "Picnic".
  • "Aluminum Cucumbers" was also sung by the chamber choir of the Smolny Cathedral as part of the "Forbidden Songs" project.

Lyrics of the song "Aluminum Cucumbers"

Hello girls,

Hello, boys, Look at me through the window And throw your fingers to me, yes, After all, I'm Planting aluminum cucumbers, On a tarpaulin field.

Three Chukchi sages

They insist, they tell me endlessly: "Metal will not bear fruit, The game is not worth the candle, but the result is labor", But I Plant aluminum cucumbers On a tarpaulin field

Evil White Knee

Tries to get me, Kolom knee pricks veins In the hopes of solving a secret, Why am I planting aluminum cucumbers On a tarpaulin field

Buttons, paper clips, rivets,

Holes, rolls, forks, Here the tractors will pass mine And fall into the piggy bank, fall where I plant aluminum cucumbers On a tarpaulin field

Quote about the song

Aluminum Cucumbers "for the simple reason that I enjoyed listening to the album where she was in the 1980s, and when the offer came, I happily beat her.

Edmund Shklyarsky
(about the performance of a song for the KINO Probes tribute album.)

Hello girls,

Hello boys, Look at me out the window And throw your fingers to me After all, I:

I plant aluminum cucumbers

on a tarpaulin field. I plant aluminum cucumbers on a tarpaulin field. Three Chukchi sages, They tell me, they tell me endlessly, Metal won't bear fruit It is not worth it, And the result of labor, But I:

Chorus: I'm planting aluminum cucumbers,

on a tarpaulin field. I plant aluminum cucumbers on a tarpaulin field. Evil white knee Trying to get me Stab the knee pricks the veins, Hoping to unravel the mystery Why am I:

Chorus: I'm planting aluminum cucumbers,

on a tarpaulin field. I plant aluminum cucumbers on a tarpaulin field. Buttons, paper clips, rivets, Holes, rolls, forks, Here the tractors will pass mine, And fall into the piggy bank, fall there, Where I am:

Chorus: I'm planting aluminum cucumbers,

on a tarpaulin field. I plant aluminum cucumbers on a tarpaulin field. Hello girls, Hello boys, Look at me out the window And throw your fingers to me After all, I:

Other songs of the artist

  • Kamchatka
  • My friends
  • Pines on the seashore
  • Nuclear-free zone
  • Believe me

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