UNIT
C Reading 2
Discussion
• What do you know, or think
you know, about young people
in the Soviet Union?
• The article opposite describes
an evening in a Russian
discotheque. It was taken from
the American magazine Time.
What impression do you think it
will give of the discotheque?
Reading exercises
1 Read the article, making a note
of anything which gives:
a a depressing impression, or one
of poverty and poor quality;
b an impression of governmental
repression and suspicion.
2 Answer the following questions
in groups.
a Why does the writer say, 'The
place is certainly exclusive'?
(para. 2)
b 'Once inside, we are not so sure
we want to stay.' Why?
(para. 2)
c What is the writer's impression
of the food ?
d Why are the other people so
suspicious of the writer?
e What makes censorship of the
records by the authorities
particularly absurd?
f Why doesn't the disc jockey talk
between records?
g Why do you think nobody pays
any attention to the news?
h Why do you think the article is
called 'Saturday evening fever'?
3 Find words or expressions with
the following meanings,
a dull, depressing, boring
b decoration, furnishings etc.
c shine {like, stars)
d old (polite word)
e rude, unfriendly
f talkative
g become expert in/at
h thought long and deeply about
i flow strongly, like a river
j go towards
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Scene
In Moscow-
T
he Izmailovo complex, a
group of five hotel towers
built for the 1980 Olympic
Games, rises like a concrete slag
heap over a dreary Moscow sub-
urb . Despite its drab appear-
ance, however, Izmailovo has a
remarkable attraction: a disco-
theque reputed to be the best in
Moscow.
2 The place is certainly exclu-
sive . After talking our way past a
guard at the entrance to Izmailo-
vo's 30-story Building D, we find
a darkened doorway tucked into a
corner on the ground floor. Over
the door are the words in Russian
BAR-DISKO. Just inside, three
men stand around a small table.
'What do you want?' one asks
menacingly. We reply, rather
meekly, that we had heard this
was a disco. 'You must buy a
ticket,' says another, eyeing our
western clothes suspiciously. The
bouncer at New York's Palladium
could not be more forbidding. We
pay the requisite five rubles
($7.25) each, but once inside we
are not so sure we want to stay.
Young people seated at booths
around the large room regard us
with cold stares.
3 We find a seat at one of the
booths and inspect the decor.
Four huge black columns stand at
the corners of the dance floor.
Atop each column is a television
set. But instead of a music video
on the screens, we see the face of
Soviet Leader Mikhail Gorba-
chev as he gives a speech. Strobe
lights flash from the ceiling. At
one end of the room a string of
Christmas-tree lights twinkle
over a curtained stage, from
which a young blond-haired disc
jockey occasionally emerges.
4 Along one wall is a bar, where
people are lined up waiting to be
served. We join them, obtaining
a plate of snacks. This is not the
usual disco fare. We have been
issued a sort of pink Napoleon
pastry, a scoop of black caviar on
a pastry puff and a glass of choco-
late milk. It is all included in the
price of the ticket, but five rubles
still seems a lot of money for such
meager comestibles. Most of the
young people in the disco prob-
ably earn about 100 rubles a
month ($145), so this must be a
large chunk out of their
paychecks.
5 Meanwhile, the tables are
being cleared by a babushka, an
elderly woman who is a ubiqui-
tous figure in the Soviet Union,
usually seen sweeping streets,
guarding doors or watching vis-
itors at museums. This one wears
slippers, a baggy dress and dirty
apron, and her hair is gathered in
a bun. She walks from table to
table, asking in a surly voice if she j
can take the dishes.
6 A voluble young Georgian,
who seems to have been drinking,
asks if we are speaking English
and says he would like to polish
his language skills. When we
mention that we are American
journalists, he stammers,'This is
too dangerous for me,'and leaves
our table abruptly.
7 Dozens of fellow patrons are
still watching us, so we stare
back. Most of them are young
and dressed in the latest Euro-
pean fashions. The clothes must
have been purchased abroad by
travelers and then sold at home
for high prices. A nice imported
sweater in the Soviet Union can
cost as much as a month's salary.
8 We spot a young man whose
biceps and shoulders rival those
of Sylvester Stallone in Rambo, a
film much vilified in the Soviet
press. This young Rambo wears
sweat pants, a headband, strips of
leather on both wrists and a cut-
off T-shirt that reveals his bulging
muscles. We remark to him that
it seems as if everyone in the disco
knows everyone eise. He looks
around nervously to see who is
watching and replies, 'Yes, it's
like our club. We all know each