I drank somewhere in the early 00s with the operas. Good guys and girls, at all. Absolutely without Paphos. One of them told such a story. If it was before, I will not be surprised. The man could tell a lot.

The case was in the 90s. They came back from a foreign tour. Somehow it happened that the payment of the fee was delayed for some, as they said, technical reason. In the 90s, it was all around. And he, as it was, lived well abroad - drinks, souvenirs, all that. And here they, as they said in Soviet times, "started a disorder." It was a charitable concert for veterans and retirees. Whether it is a pension or an old-age home. They whispered it was that it was no longer the Soviet times and to perform for free is not a comilfo. But they were quickly embarrassed and told that some very important person had asked for it. And they went to act practically as an explorer. Good luck professionals. And the supposed repertoire - songs of the Great Patriotic and Civil Wars - all have them from childhood on hearing. This man got a song about "a hundred young fighters from the Budionov mouths", which jumped into the fields for reconnaissance. He thought he knew the text. But whether the self-confidence deceived him, whether the thoughts about where to intercept the money, but he made a mistake. I did not look once again at the kindly laid-up paper with the text and his beautiful baryton (or tenor, damn I take them, the opera, when they are subjected) instead of "and fearlessly the squad jumped" confidently brought - "and the squad jumped on the enemy for FREE!!" In general, a typical Freud reservation worked out. He froze it, and when it touched it, it cooled inside - it became uncomfortable to the veterans. But as a true professional, he did not show sight and carefully sang the song to the end. No one seemed to even pay attention. Everybody bothered. Well, it went well, he thought with relief.

After the concert, according to the plan, there was a small informal communication of singers with veterans, congratulations... And then one very old grandfather with a clever, insightful and astonishing look approached him and flashed quietly and said: "What, son, were you also pulled here?"