(“Novaya Molodezhnaya Gazeta” september 1999)

I have listened to album Sunjah "Tabak" and it wanted to me to leave on street, on fresh air to reach nearby shop and to buy bottle beer, and then to return and listen NAIV or EXPLOITED. You, Sunjah, do not take offence, but punk-rock on your album even beside did not roll. Punk, in my opinion, it first of all mad drive, a pressure, a feast during a plague, emotions beating too much with which it is possible to choke, and at you all somehow languidly and is forced.

From listening the first composition "Armageddom" the burdensome impression is created: and from the noise called music, and, actually, from the text. Have planted in psycho-hospital on life the conclusion, well, say, comrade Henry Rollins, it there has become an inveterate drunkard, completely degraded, has lost, so to say, human shape. And, to not die at all from boredom, Rollins creates the punk-group of the same poor creatures, as well as it, and we hear or are born a fruit of the patient musical an imagination - composition "Armageddon" (to not confuse to the Hollywood insurgent with participation Bruse Willis). Russian-speaking texts on an album are inverted somewhere deeply inside of the person of the author, owing to what songs - moods (" Eto ne Propoganda ", " Mne Snitsa Vesna "), or songs - slogans (" Solnce Pokinulo Nas ", " Sploshnaya Nespravedlivost ". " Punk-Rock Tovarischa Pyaka " ñëåäîâà-

ëî to name - " Citchen Rap Tovarischa Pyaka ". The unique songs allocated from the general grey background, - "Dozhd" and " O Janke ", played on two unpretentious chords.

o Well and as comrade Sunjah speaks: " Punk - fate as it is regrettable, all the same dead ". Here, as they say, business "Tabak." With such mood, Sunjah, write better songs about rasta, they at you turn out much better.

Mayk Hvatov.