In 1991, the Soviet Union disappeared. With this
collapse of the country as a backdrop, DJs turned
to electronic music and LSD. My friend, Vania
Salmaksov, organiser of rave parties and figure of
the movement, went missing in 1998. Following his
traces, I reconstitute this vertiginous period using
fragments of experiences, interviews, archives and
memories. Where is Vania Salmaksov? Where have
these intense feelings, this extreme excitement, our
weird romanticism all gone? Where has that time
flown, that of our youth?
