Ex-soloist of the group " Ivanushki International»Oleg Yakovlev passed away on June 29th. Many fans still cannot believe that their pet is no longer alive. A week after the death of the artist, his common-law wife, Alexandra Kutsevol, began to communicate with journalists. The StarHit correspondent met the girl in one of the Moscow cafes. Sasha stood firm and explained that she could not even cry, since she had not yet realized the loss. The singer's chosen one spoke frankly about the artist's last days and his farewell song, which will be released in the fall.

Nine days have passed since Oleg's death. Have you somehow realized that he is no longer around?

I don't understand anything yet. I don't have a second of free time, I constantly answer the phone. Probably, Oleg protects me this way, and, perhaps, this is psychological protection. I accepted the fact that Oleg is no longer there. But time must pass to realize everything. As if he left alone to rest. When my time comes, we'll see him. I feel that he is near. Oleg is not my dream. I ask, but he does not come at night. The room was empty ...

Is someone near you now?

Yes, the parents have arrived. Close friends are supportive. I’m not alone, they don’t leave me. I can’t cry, sometimes only tears appear in my eyes. I thought that I would cry, because I was quite emotional and tearful in life. I never buried anyone and did not know what my reaction would be. I had to be collected from the minute when I learned that Oleg had died. Some people condemn me for communicating with journalists. But I have no other choice. Oleg had few friends. They are all non-public people. After 40 days have passed, I will deal with publications that defame his name, I will sue the publications. I think Oleg would have done the same.

Why was the decision to cremate the body? Did you talk about death?

We talked about this. How normal people, we understood that death is natural. Since Oleg is from Mongolia, after all, it was a certain upbringing and traditions. I don't know why everyone points out what Oleg should have done with his body. This is wildness! If he decided so, it means that his soul wanted it so.

Everyone speculates why Oleg died so suddenly, attributed to him a number of diseases ...

The cause of death is heart failure, although they were hospitalized with pneumonia. He self-medicated: he asked to buy cough pills, drank hot tea. Nothing matters now. Oleg did not complete a lot of things ... He was connected to a ventilator, because they wanted to help his heart. The main thing is that Oleg did not fall into a coma, but he himself went to a medical institution. Actually, recent analyzes were good. We thought about the upcoming discharge. Oleg was worried that there was no TV. He loved to watch the news both in the morning and at night. I also loved biathlon and football. Such is the TV fan. Oleg rarely got sick, never complained about his condition. He had good health, genes. No one could believe that he was 47 years old. Oleg was always joyful, childish. He had periods of self-digging, some kind of "cockroaches" of his own, but he quickly returned to his usual state. Shortly before going to the hospital, he moaned a little. I asked him what happened. He said: "I wanted to cry." Never complained. I passed all situations through myself. I have always admired him and will admire him. It feels like in five years life together I went through fire, water and copper pipes.

What have you learned from him?

Oleg made me a strong person who does not pay attention to the hurtful words of people. He taught how to present yourself, look impressive. Sometimes it came to insanity. He believed that a woman should wake up and be with her hair and makeup in the morning. It was important to him how a person looked. Now I also tell people if I see that they are beautiful. This is Yakovlev's school ... He taught me how to drive a car. I can still hear his voice when I drive. At first we did circles around the Garden Ring. He drove cool and explained. I will write a book in which I will collect memories of Oleg.

What traditions did you have at home? How did you spend your time?

We could sit at home, watch a music channel and discuss artists: their image change and so on. Now I can’t imagine who I’m going to do it with. When we arrived at the dacha, they threw darts. The loser either washed the dishes, or lit a fire and cooked kebabs. Sometimes they were just fooling around. After all, Oleg is a professional actor, he joked very well.

Did he scold you for not cooking, you really don't know how to do anything around the house?

I was not offended by him. Only Oleg cooked at home. Sometimes I tried to help, but he said, "Don't even come near." And he was on the "you" with the technique.

You have changed a lot in appearance during your life together with Oleg ... He encouraged you to always look gorgeous?

Yes, even at the farewell ceremony, I was in heels, although not in a skirt. He often prompted me, told me: "Lose weight." He never made harsh remarks, but always approached the situation with humor. We got better. Oleg did not wear shorts, but with my appearance he started. Once I persuaded him: more in long trousers in summer period he did not go.

Weren't you afraid when Oleg left the Ivanushki International group that his solo career would not succeed?

Of course not. After all, he left when his solo song was taken into rotation by popular radio stations. I believed in him, supported Oleg in this difficult decision. Was the little engine that said, "Come on." He did everything intuitively. We had arguments about which song should be released. But Oleg liked to make decisions himself. He could not say a strict "no", he had to explain. It was the same with health. He was told not to self-medicate. There was no reason to sound the alarm.

Maybe he crippled his health with such a busy schedule of performances?

He gave himself completely to the public, this is such a profession of an artist. Oleg held on. At the last concert he sang a live song, danced and amused the people. He was worried that his voice worked poorly, but he sang "Bullfinches". He had some hidden resources.

How did Oleg replenish his energy reserves?

Sometimes he left alone somewhere in Europe and could walk there for hours, enjoy the architecture. Oleg was very well-read. He told the story of the creation of some houses, streets. He didn't like uneducated, stupid people. Oleg refused to communicate with those who did not know some primitive things. He said that as a child, my mother and sister read serious books. Oleg is used to it. Before last day his life he never stopped forming. When books were displayed at the entrance, he always took some of them. He always lacked knowledge.

Are there any poems or recordings left from Oleg?

Yes, there are a lot of them in the apartment. I will use them while working on this book. In winter, he wrote the song Don't Cry, which we wanted to publish. Oleg then said that he dedicated it to me. "What is this depressing song?" - I asked. He discovered in himself the talent of a composer and author. The words of the composition are very sad. The lines "you don't even know who you are losing" gave me goosebumps. I couldn't understand why he chose such a word. You could sing "you throw it up." But he said, "I like it so much." When we made the track "Jeans", the work was not easy. He has already offered to release "Don't Cry". I explained to him that the song is not suitable for summer, it is better to wait until autumn. It will be released for 40 days.

Are you going to erect a monument to Oleg, where fans could gather?

There will be a burial, now we are solving this issue with Igor Matvienko. A place for fans where they can come, chat and remember Oleg. It would be extremely selfish to just scatter the ashes, so we decided to do so. He is always in my heart. I think Oleg would not mind. He was madly loved. They write to me a lot of words of support and condolences. People say they sit and cry. I understood that he was loved, but I did not think that much.

Do you store joint photos, his messages on your phone?

Of course. I will definitely share something, leave something for myself. On the eve of the funeral, I had to choose photos of Oleg, I spent several hours doing this. It wasn't easy. You open one frame, you remember what happened at that moment. When his microblog subscribers increased, I understood why they were doing it. They wanted to know something, I have no right to remain silent. I had to help them survive this situation, so I decided to share some photos with them. Maybe this is my mission, cross. I myself would now have a guide who would take my hand and lead me, because I walk by touch.

How was Oleg recorded on your phone?

Olezhka, and I am with him - Sasha. He did not understand why it was written in this way by many. "After all, I am such an adult, I am almost 50 years old, and everything is Olezhka," he wondered. I told him: "Look at yourself in the mirror, where is 50?" He often joked and pretended to be a dog. Oleg was big baby... They could run after each other around the apartment or he could bite me. Conflict situations resolved quickly: we are both quick-witted. Basically, they quarreled over work. I told him: "You are an artist, you have to smile and sing." He wanted to control some moments, because an oriental man, and here a woman commands something. It was impossible to take offense at him. We understood that we were not eternal. All our disagreements were only creative. Oleg has always been a simple guy, without star fever. It was impossible not to love him.

Have you planned to have a baby? Talking about children?

Oleg Yakovlev and Alexandra Kutsevol

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Today at 7.05 am. His girlfriend Alexandra Kutsevol, thanks to whom the artist began his solo career, about whom I dreamed, wrote about what happened on Instagram. Information has become a thunder among all clear sky... Fans are in shock, and different versions of what happened are already appearing on the Web. Gossips put forward the most ridiculous versions, to the point that the singer died due to excessive alcohol consumption. the site spoke with Alexandra herself, who, despite what had happened, found the strength to tell the truth.

“Of course, there will be many versions now. It's just that his heart could not stand it. This happened against the background of the disease - bilateral pneumonia. We don't know what exactly caused the cold. Perhaps air conditioning or something. Plus, the summer is incomprehensible: many catch colds, sneeze ... Of course, when he fell ill, no one thought that everything would be so serious. He refused to go to the hospital and was treated at home. But he himself always made decisions. When it got really bad, we went to the hospital. He seemed to get better, but then he lost consciousness. He underwent artificial lung ventilation, but he left without regaining consciousness. I left last night, we were not allowed to stay with him overnight. And in the morning we learned that Oleg is no more ... "

Died on June 29 former soloist group "Ivanushki International", 47-year-old Oleg Yakovlev. The tragic news was announced by the common-law wife of the artist Alexander Kutsevol, who was engaged in its production.

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A few days before his death, Oleg was hospitalized in one of the Moscow clinics in an extremely serious condition: the singer was connected to a ventilator. According to Alexandra, Yakovlev had bilateral pneumonia with complications. Later it turned out that the singer died of pulmonary edema, which was a consequence of liver cirrhosis. Oleg died in intensive care without regaining consciousness.


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Aleksandra turned Oleg's Instagram account into an artist's memory page. On July 5, she published one of the last pictures of Yakovlev, taken on his mobile phone... "One of recent photos Oleg Yakovlev in his phone ... A bunch of spices) ", - wrote Kutsevol (Spelling and punctuation hereinafter copyright. - Approx. ed.).


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Oleg's fans hardly believe in what happened: "Olezhka, I still don't want to believe this ... that you are not with us ... We grieve!" bright memory you! Sasha, you have strength and patience "," It's a pity; (as if a part of childhood and adolescence had died. His voice is in his favorite songs forever "," A man of pure soul with an incredible voice. We remember and will never forget! "

Today is 9 days since Olezhka died, as his friends and beloved girl called him. They were together with journalist, TV presenter Alexandra Kutsevol for many years, they were not married, but they did not see the need for this either. Sasha recalls the time spent together.

I lost for the first time loved one... My grandmothers and grandfathers left, but between us there was no such strong connection... I am monogamous, my dad is the same, he has been with my mother all his life. It's strange for me when someone says: I love, I can't live, and after a while already with another person ...

I do not know which day to consider the beginning of our relationship. At first I interviewed Oleg when I worked in a youth program on the oil-Yugansk television. Then we met at a concert in St. Petersburg and got to know each other better. Later we saw each other on the set, when I worked at MUZ-TV, we went to events together, I came to visit him, and we could talk for hours. I can't even say how many years we have been together. It seems that Oleg has always been in my life. It has never been important for me whether we will live together and in what capacity. We will remain friends or lovers, husband and wife, parents or colleagues. It didn't matter. Only the presence of this person in my life is important. We had some crazy connection and a sense of kinship when you see yourself in another person. Oleg and I even looked alike, many noticed this. It always seemed to me that this was no accident. Yes, we also passed the test of feelings, like any person, you doubt something. But not all people know how to love. Not to say "I love" or to get attached, but when you live in spite of.

I could take off my sweater and give it away if someone likes it

... I'm generally chatty. Oleg hated that I talk a lot. "Can you shut up?" He often said. We are going somewhere on tour, I chat with the dancers, and he told me: "Give the guys a rest that you are stuck." He could have taken my phone away from me, but I work in it, write off letters with someone, send letters. Oleg had it only for calls and SMS. He said: "Now you will have withdrawal symptoms." I told him: "I need to call there, write here, give it back." And he: "No." On Instagram, he wrote the texts himself, but then sent them to me, I made the rules, and then he looked at where to put the comma or exclamation mark. I was very scrupulous about this ...

Oleg was scrupulous in many ways. First of all in relation to friends. There were some special people around him. Some with very difficult fates. He himself was the strong man... And I could not be near the weak, I think I deliberately chose such. I myself am a fighter since childhood, but he taught me a lot - to be wiser, stronger. Oleg did not exchange friends, they can be counted on the fingers, these are all non-public people, those with whom he has been for many years, someone else from his student days. We used to get together, we could go to the theater together, wish some of our friends a happy birthday to my mother, just sit in the kitchen at someone's house.

Oleg could not tolerate pathos at all, because of his profession he had to be in all this. Once again, I didn't want to go to some presentation, media event, I had to find a thousand reasons to persuade him. When he was personally called, it was more difficult for him to refuse. If we were asked to post on Instagram, to support the song, he never refused, and he himself did not want to ask anyone. I didn’t know how to adjust, I could not stand groveling. I earned everything I had with my own labor, every penny. These were not gifts from oligarchs or fans, as is often the case. They tried to introduce us to the right people... A friend recently said: “There is a cool guy, he loves Oleg so much, let's meet somewhere, suddenly he will shoot a video for Oleg”. But I understood that he would not agree to this.

Oleg earned and shared, he was very generous. He could make an unexpected gift to absolutely not close people, for example, give an iPhone. When he was already in the hospital, I was advised to go to the monastery with his favorite thing and then bring it to him. I was discouraged, did not know which one was his favorite. He was not attached to things at all. He didn’t chase brands in clothes, he didn’t have expensive watches or jewelry. I could take off my sweater and give it to anyone if someone liked it.

He was an esthete, he loved to be surrounded by beautiful people

... I loved to cook. I could make something out of nothing and very tasty. I cooked compotes, baked pancakes, stewed meat in pots. I will miss all of this a lot. Oleg liked to treat someone. I just treated myself - I made a salad and that's it. I loved to eat in bed, just change linens, you come, and he slapped him, the crumbs are lying around. But he himself ate very chaotically, I did not like it, he could go hungry all day, and at night he could make his way to the refrigerator and grab a cake. But he was constantly watching the figure. Once in the days of "Ivanushki" he recovered greatly, he became just like that. The redhead told him about this, and they argued whether Oleg would lose weight. For ten days he wound circles around the Garden Ring, put on warm clothes, ate only buckwheat. And he won the argument. In this sense, he was stubborn. I thought an artist should be in shape.

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We could often sit with him, watch someone's videos, discuss who looks like, who has what outfits. For him appearance has always been important. To have beautiful people around him. With Oleg, I began to pay attention to the symmetry of the face, height, figure, how a person moves and walks. Oleg was an esthete, he is also an artist. There are paintings hanging in our apartment, some of them were painted by him. He gave away many of them. V recent times though rarely painted. He wrote me too, five years ago, but the paint accidentally fell on the portrait and it turned out like a tear. I also say: "Why did you paint me crying?" He: "Accidentally." And now I'm thinking ...

Oleg taught me to pay compliments. If I see handsome man, I am not ashamed to tell him about it. He complimented me too, but we had a carrot and a stick. Since Oleg wanted me to be even better, he often said: “Let's lose weight, you have a butt - a closet. You will always have time to become a bun ”. They said to him: look at Sasha, where can she lose weight? But such words were in his spirit, it was impossible to take offense at him. We were lucky, he and I are the same size and height, he has 170, I have 171. He could try on things and buy me, and, conversely, I for him. In this sense, we trusted each other. I will not throw out his things; I will definitely wear sneakers, jeans, T-shirts. I feel comfortable in the image of a "boy-girl", although Oleg also loved when I look feminine. In a dress, with heels. I liked it when I was higher. He kept asking me to buy skirts, but I objected: what will I wear them with? She promised that in the summer, so be it, I'll buy one. Therefore, during the farewell to Oleg, she was wearing heels, as he would have liked.

A portrait of his beloved Sasha, painted by Oleg in the most romantic period of their relationship.

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I hated children, but they loved him

As part of the group "Ivanushki International"

We treated children in a strange way. We didn't really discuss such a possibility. They even dreamed of launching child-free airplanes, were in solidarity with him about these screaming kids, there was no emotion in front of them. But I think Oleg could have been a good father. His acquaintances always trusted him to nurse someone. He found a language with any child. He said: I hate children, but they loved him very much. Oleg even talked with kids like with adults, they listened to him, fell in love. I understand why this happened: because Oleg himself was a big child. And I was with them on the same energy level... And you can't fool children.

It was easy with him. We had some stupid jokes with him, we laughed, laughed ... But even when it was not easy, these situations were tempered, brought up. The fact that I am collected now is the merit of Oleg. He himself never complained, did not complain about anything, accepted life in all its manifestations. Was collected. It seems that it was transmitted to me. Oleg was the only man in the family, used to be responsible, to be responsible for the situation. I knew: God forbid what happens, he will always protect. If he understood that someone offended me, he called, found out, and he didn't care what would happen with this business project later. He always turned on, even stronger than me, worried. I remember that I was organizing an event with the participation of artists, and I was missing someone, Oleg was nervous, offered some options, sometimes stupid, but he participated and worried. The word "love" in comparison with the actions that Oleg did, has no power, because something is words, but these are actions.

The audience loved him. What else does an artist need?

Recently, on a tour in St. Petersburg, we walked along the street to the station, and ordinary people they recognized him, and he kept repeating: “Sasha, I'm so happy! Not every artist experiences such love! " How could he be unhappy if a boy from small town non-standard appearance he left for Moscow himself, without connections he entered all kinds of theater schools, worked with great people such as Dzhigarkhanyan, Kasatkina, ended up in a popular boy band, saw the world. For many years there were close ones with him. loving people... Then he left his comfort zone, left Ivanushki and was able to realize himself. I made this decision myself. For several years I wanted this, but some kind of impetus was lacking. In 2012, we began to live together, and in January 2013 we were vacationing in the Maldives and learned that his song “Dance with closed eyes”Was taken into rotation. Then Oleg had no doubts at all.

But even after leaving the group, he remained with the guys warm relationship... It was impossible not to love Oleg. But Matvienko is also a holy person. The only producer in the country who, after leaving the group, allowed the artist to perform its repertoire. Oleg still has employment history lies in its musical center. Igor Igorevich came to all of Oleg's presentations, and for him it was very important. At the anniversary concert of "Ivanushki" Matvienko himself invited Oleg to perform his own solo song. When in the second part of the concert he went on stage, the audience roared. Such a colossal love. The audience cried. They filled it up with flowers. What else does an artist need? How can you say that he was unhappy?

After leaving "Ivanushki" Oleg managed to open up. He became a confident, self-sufficient person. Passions seethed in him, he wanted to do a lot, wings grew behind his back. He wrote a song, in which he was an author-composer, but did not have time to release it. I dreamed of preparing an author's album. There were a lot of ideas. Oleg was not going to leave.

We talked with him about death. Oleg seemed to believe in God, but at the same time he said that he thought that there was nothing beyond the line. I answered that there is. We argued, discussed how anyone wanted to be buried. It was his desire to be cremated. He shared with close friends, there was even no doubt what to do when Oleg was gone.

With him it was necessary to be flowery, in circles, he had character, he made decisions himself

He never got sick. Caught cold for a short time, like everyone else. Therefore, there was no anxiety at first. And then at first I complained that my chest hurts, I offered to get tested, I had pneumonia as a child, but he brushed aside: I drank one mixture, another, here's more antibiotics, asked me to buy pills, prescribed it myself. It was not only me who persuaded him to be treated. But Oleg was a man of character, he always made decisions himself. He could burst out, quarrel, if you insist, always did the opposite. It was impossible to work with him directly, it was necessary to flow in circles. This situation is no exception. Until he realized that self-medication did not help, he did not go to the doctor.

Oleg spent several days in the hospital. Last time talked to him in intensive care. The usual conversation, I asked how he sleeps, what is fed, whether it is comfortable, whether he washes his face, whether he brushes his teeth. He said it was okay. On the eve of his departure, I came to him, Igor Matvienko too, Oleg was already unconscious, and I talked to him. I was told that I need to explain why he needs to stay here in this world. And I listed everything that awaits us ahead: concerts, presentations, I spoke, but unconsciously understood that all this was not so important to him. As if I had heard. No stadiums, "Golden Gramophones" will hold back. I remember coming out of there, and I say: tomorrow I will tell him something interesting again.

I myself, thank God, do not reproach in anything. The only thing was that the last concerts in St. Petersburg could be canceled, but Oleg would not have allowed it. He, of course, had to be treated at that moment, and not jump on trains and on the stage. But he felt more or less normally, he came to the hospital with his feet, he went for tests himself, he was not taken in a wheelchair. At the hospital, he took out of his pocket a Cancer Neck candy and said: “I can't stand them. Anyone want? " I took the candy, for some reason I wanted to get it. I still have it. Every time I went to bed, I put it next to the pillow as a reminder of Oleg. I thought I would eat it when he recovered. The candy is already worn out. And it will never be eaten again.

I'm reinforced concrete now, I can't be punched. I just know what needs to be done now. If I need to go to the program in memory of Oleg, I will. And let someone say that I have to suffer, I don't care much about who thinks what. I didn't know how I would behave if something happened. I asked myself a question sometimes: what if? I thought I'd just suffocate at the same second. But apparently not. You have to be here. And keep on the defensive. Finish what he wanted to do. To release an album of Oleg Yakovlev, a record, a single that became a farewell, to make a concert in his memory. I once shot a documentary for the 15th anniversary of "Ivanushki", Matvienko said that this is the best in the history of the group. I would like to shoot about Oleg no less bright.

It all happened very quickly. Oleg always left in English. After the concert I just ran out of the dressing rooms, my heels sparkled, back in the days of Ivanushki it was like that. And now he left without saying goodbye. The heart could not stand it. It just turned off. But I'm convinced that time will pass, and we will definitely see him and continue our story in a different capacity. I believe in it.