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Book 1: The band "Skryabin" and friends on stage

Andriy Kuzmenko's band «Skryabin» shone as a bright star on the Ukrainian music scene, having gone from synth-pop, post-punk and techno to neo-romanticism and popular rock. The band's line-up has changed, and Kuzma Scriabin, the band's guru and inspiration, talented composer and singer, showman and presenter, remained the only permanent member of the band from its inception until his death.

The book contains bright memories of Andriy Kuzmenko's mother Olga Mikhailovna and friends on stage about the history of the creation of the group «Scriabin» and the creative path of Kuzma-son, Kuzma-friend, Kuzma-musician, who became a cult performer during his lifetime, and the lyrics of his songs are now quoted and called prophetic.

Book 2. My Dear Bird. Mum's book

The book has a social component: 10 UAH from the cost of each copy will be allocated to the Kuzma Scriabin Charitable Foundation.

«My Dear Bird» is a book in which a continuous emotion pulsates, a living nerve. It is conventionally divided into three parts: a kind of photo album as a frame for my mother's story about Andriy Kuzmenko, his fairy tale Tarasik, the Trolleybus and St Nicholas, and a selection of his lyrics. But in reality, these are the words that a mother just couldn't help but say about her son, about her dearest bird, about who he was and who he will always be for her.

Kuzma was a true Ukrainian, a patriot of his country. He was not afraid to say what he thought. He was really cool and awesome. It is sad that he is no longer with us. This is the person who could make the world a better place :(((
Sashko, Lubny

Kuzmich, you are a really cool dude!) Not a single word of yours is left without attention now, do you hear? Every song, every interview, every video, audio... Everything you said, everything you thought about is now like some kind of teaching... Are you some kind of Nostradamus? :) Because a lot of what you sang and said became prophetic!

Andriyukha, you left us as a real star, shining so brightly and leaving behind an even brighter halo... And I'm sure you're alive and somewhere out there giving concerts, rocking your greying dick and cursing all this shit... :)

Thank you, Kuzma, you're alive, I know it for sure now...
Andriy Ivanovych, Ternopil

Kuzma, I have only THANK YOU left.
Mar’yana, Lviv