Koroleva Marina Alexandrovna

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Marina Alexandrovna Koroleva- Marina Alexandrovna Koroleva (pseudonym "Masha Berg", b. April 1, 1960) journalist of the Ekho Moskvy radio station, deputy. editor-in-chief, news and program presenter We speak Russian. Transfer game, How to do it right?, We speak Russian. Radio ... ... Wikipedia

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Marina Koroleva- Marina Alexandrovna Koroleva (pseudonym "Masha Berg", b. April 1, 1960) journalist of the Ekho Moskvy radio station, deputy. editor-in-chief, news and program presenter We speak Russian. Transfer game, How to do it right?, We speak Russian. Radio ... ... Wikipedia

Marina Koroleva- Marina Alexandrovna Koroleva (pseudonym "Masha Berg", b. April 1, 1960) journalist of the Ekho Moskvy radio station, deputy. editor-in-chief, news and program presenter We speak Russian. Transfer game, How to do it right?, We speak Russian. Radio ... ... Wikipedia

The opposition radio station "Echo of Moscow" continues to part with the key shots of its editorial.

The other day it became known that "Echo" is leaving another "veteran" of the editorial team - the deputy editor-in-chief of "Echo of Moscow" Marina Koroleva who has worked at the radio station since 1994.

The Queen spoke about the reasons for her sudden decision in an interview with COLTA.RU.

The main factor that prompted the Queen to leave Echo was her relationship with the editor-in-chief:

“The fact that we broke up with the chief editor did not happen in one day, of course. We had professional differences, both personal and financial, we went through several difficult points. Alexey Alekseevich is a flexible person, everyone knows that, much more flexible than I. And I'm not scandalous, everyone knows that too. At the same time, one must understand that I was not in the informal "inner circle" of my boss. Neither initially, nor later. We worked together - yes. I trusted his professional instinct for many years But here in last years I could not explain to myself many decisions of the editor-in-chief. By personnel, by the editorial management system, by air. For myself, finally, for my programs, broadcasting and salary"- said Marina Koroleva.

Wherein, the former deputy Venediktov has no complaints about the brawler, which, as Defector wrote earlier, caused the dismissal of several old personnel of Ekho Moskvy, for example, Sergei Korzun.

“About Lesya Ryabtseva, let’s answer the way I answered everyone in jest: who is it? But the truth is, we didn’t know her very well. I remember Lesya the trainee, completely ordinary, not very talkative, shy. , where they invite guests), several times a week. The same story, unremarkable. What happened to her next, in general, had nothing to do with the editorial office ", said the Queen.

In her opinion, the hype around Ryabtseva is associated solely with her "promotion" by Venediktov:

"It may sound strange - with such a loud "external" promotion - but it was so. Lesya was the personal assistant to the editor-in-chief, Venediktov and she herself talked a lot about this in various interviews, appeared on the air, on television, all this was on it was loud, with scandals, but internal editorial work is different. I have no questions for Lesya and now, I told the editor-in-chief. There are no questions for her, all questions are for him ", said the Queen.

As Marina Koroleva noted, "Echo" is experiencing today a historical turning point in editorial policy:

"This time is changing. The music of the time, the intonation is changing. Already the crunch is standing, it is changing like that. I am telling you as a person with absolute pitch. The entire orchestra is being retuned. This is a painful process, in fact. Echo will catch this change in intonation - will remain, no - there will be something else".

"Districts, quarters, residential areas..." Does anyone remember the famous words from the mega-popular song of the Russian rock musician Roma Zver, the vocalist of the band of the same name? So, today's story I would like to start with this line, putting into it the meaning that everything in our life is changing rapidly, leaving no way out. Why do we now choose such an interpretation for a famous line from a song? Yes, because we are talking about a girl who completely changed her life for the sake of a loved one, giving up a lot: career, ambitions, her beloved hometown and, perhaps, universal fame, preferring to remain in the shadow of the person who wrote these words.

Who is this girl and what is the article about?

From the introductory block, it was possible to make some assumptions about who will be discussed today. So, your guesses are correct. The story will be about the wife of the famous musician and vocalist of the capital group "Beasts" - in the past, model Marina Koroleva. Here we will try to reveal the secrets of her personal life, we will lift the veil of secrecy over some facts from the girl’s biography, we will not bypass the musician himself, because he is the main person in the life of the former St. Petersburg model.

Life before meeting the musician

In order to start a conversation about the wife of Roman the Beast, it is worth first saying that he himself is a secretive person, even to some extent closed and very shy. The singer has repeatedly admitted in an interview that he is trying to carefully hide his personal life, not making the facts public. He tries in every possible way to protect his loved ones from annoying fans, saying that he is seriously afraid for his relatives (not in terms of danger to life, but in terms of excessive psychological impact). Sometimes what happens to the vocalist and founder of the rock band "Beasts" becomes an object of the public domain only after some time (sometimes this period dragged on for a year).

So, returning to the model Marina Koroleva, or rather to the facts of her biography, we must admit that very few of them are known. Firstly, this is that the girl was born on May 5, 1982 in the most beautiful city on Earth - St. Petersburg. Here she spent her childhood and youth, here she personally developed and made plans. By the way, she was predicted a good career in the field modeling business. The girl was even noticed in the cinema, offering to star in a cameo role in one youth series.

Secondly, the model Marina Koroleva, like all the girls in the early 2000s, was on a fashionable musical wave and simply loved attending rock concerts. At that time on musical Olympus the young group "Beasts" ascended, which conquered Marina with their texts. The girl admits that their songs were very close to her, she knew each of them by heart. The queen dreamed of meeting the soloist and one day she decided to take a desperate step.

The first meeting with Roman the Beast and a date that became the beginning of a new life

In 2004, having obtained two concert tickets for herself and her girlfriend, model Marina Koroleva went to meet her destiny. After dancing and listening to the performance, the girls went to the artist's dressing room and there they took his autograph. According to Marina, Roman was harsh and cold, although this is not surprising: crowds of female fans every time lie in wait for him near the dressing room. The girl plucked up courage and invited the vocalist on a date, to which the guy agreed. More precisely, he called her to a restaurant near the concert hall, where he was going to have dinner with the band members. It was from that evening that the love story of Roma the Beast and Marina Koroleva began. The St. Petersburg model conquered the guy with her charm, sincerity and beauty, but the general public became aware of their relationship only after almost 4 years, when the couple had already got married and had a baby. But this will be discussed in the next section of the article.

Happiness loves silence

Since 2004, the personal life of Marina Koroleva has been closely intertwined with famous musician. The girl immediately indicated that she could leave her city, career and ambitions for love. Roman was very impressed with Marina's approach to life, because his previous relationship with a girl from the world of models did not end in anything good: the singer's former passion thought only of her person. And here the Beast found happiness. He found in the Queen many character traits in common with himself, and the girl, in turn, immediately realized that this was for life.

The girl moved to Moscow, and a short time after the first date (in the same year), on June 14, the couple signed in one of the capital's registry offices. This wedding can be called a secret, because only the parents and members of the group were invited, and the fans found out about it only in 2008, when the couple had their first child. The first daughter was the former model Marina Koroleva, who by that time had changed her last name to Bilyk, and Roman Zver was named Olga. The second child appeared in a happy family not so long ago - in 2015. This is also a girl whose name is Zoya.

What is public property?

Now many famous people communicate with their fans through social networks. There they post photos from vacations, tourist trips, parties and more. However, if we are talking about former model Marina Koroleva from St. Petersburg, then she really refused public life devoting himself entirely to his beloved husband and daughters. Her Instagram page currently has around 6,000 followers. There you can see many pictures of a young mother with children on vacation, somewhere on the sea coast, as well as joint photos with Roman, where young people talk about their travels around the world.

Interesting facts from the life of Marina and Roman

As mentioned above, the couple travel a lot. One of the most beloved cities in the world, not only Marina, but also Roman is Amsterdam. Here married couple prefers to spend time in a cafe, ordering herring with potatoes. Each trip to this beautiful and cozy city is accompanied, according to Marina, by eating this a simple dish. Another interesting facts from the life of the model Marina Koroleva include shooting in the clip with her husband. The young mother took part in the project 2 months after the birth of her second daughter Zoya. The composition is called "Walks", according to the plot, the family plays themselves there: people who love each other. Well, the last thing I would like to say today is that Marina once said: "My husband is a very caring father." But such a statement does not quite fit for many with the image of a cheeky rock star, so judging a person only by the "wrapper" is at least stupid.

The departure of Marina Koroleva from Ekho Moskvy was not connected with the ex-assistant editor-in-chief Lesya Ryabtseva. The reason is Alexei Venediktov himself, his former deputy said in an interview with Colta.ru.

“I have no questions for Lesya now, I told the editor-in-chief,” Marina Koroleva emphasized. “There are no questions for her, all questions for him.” According to Koroleva, they were little acquainted with Lesya.

“I remember Lesya, a trainee, completely ordinary, not very talkative, shy,” said the former deputy editor-in-chief. - I remember her in the production group (where they invite guests), several times a week. Same story, nothing special. What happened to her next, in general, had nothing to do with the editorial office. It may sound strange - with such a loud "external" promotion - but it was so.

With Venediktov, according to Koroleva, they parted ways gradually. She was not in the informal "inner circle" of her boss, the journalist added.

“We worked together, yes,” said the Queen. - I trusted his professional touch for many years. But in recent years, she could not explain to herself many of the decisions of the editor-in-chief. By personnel, by the editorial management system, by air. For myself, finally, for my programs, broadcasting and salary.

According to Koroleva, the situation with the photo exhibition for the 25th anniversary of Echo of Moscow became a difficult test for her. The journalist called it "an ethical quest." “If you pass it, you will go to the next level,” the Queen explained. - And I refused to pass this quest. And no arguments that I could give myself - long-term author's programs, broadcast, position - did not work anymore.

The journalist also remembered how she first came to Ekho Moskvy. The Queen admitted that she had not listened to this radio station before. According to her, "Echo" occupied the basement, and the studio had to run up the iron stairs. “There is only one editorial room, everyone smoked there, but I don’t smoke, horror,” said the Queen. - One computer for all. Typewriter. A metal kettle on a table in the hallway, rickety chairs. Constantly someone enters and leaves, such a cheerful madhouse. All tousled. And a lot of smart conversations.

Recall that at the end of December 2015, Marina Koroleva about her departure from Ekho Moskvy, where she had worked since 1994. She was the host of the programs “We speak Russian” and “How is it right?”.

In December, Lesya Ryabtseva also left Ekho Moskvy. After leaving, she appeared on NTV in the program “New Russian Sensations”, in which the editorial office of the radio was “a swamp that is not going to move anywhere”, and its former colleagues- "nothings who are nothing of themselves."

, radio host, TV presenter, philologist (candidate of philological sciences), writer, playwright.

Member of the Russian Language Council under the Government of the Russian Federation. permanent member jury of the Pushkin competition for teachers of the Russian language in the CIS countries and far abroad. Author of the weekly column "We speak Russian" in the "Rossiyskaya Gazeta", dedicated to the Russian language.

Biography

In Rossiyskaya Gazeta, since 2000, Marina Koroleva has been running the weekly column Speak Russian.

Married to the doctor and poet Yuri Kheifets (pseudonym Boris Berg).

Works

Books

The materials of Marina Koroleva's broadcasts and columns formed the basis of three books about the Russian language: “We speak Russian with Marina Koroleva”(M., "Word", 2003), "We speak Russian correctly"(M., " Russian newspaper”, 2007) and "Pure Russian"(M., Studio Pagedown, 2014).

Plays

Interview

As part of the Echo of Moscow radio programs, Marina Koroleva's guests were prominent figures in politics and culture. In particular, Vladimir Lukin, Alexander Lebedev, Grigory Yavlinsky, Alexander Prokhanov, Chairman of the Moscow City Duma Vladimir Platonov, sociologist Oleg Yanitsky, sociologist Vladislav Inozemtsev and others.

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“Sonya, you go wake him up,” said Natasha. - Say that I call him to sing. - She sat, thought about what it means, that it all happened, and, without resolving this issue and not at all regretting it, she was again transported in her imagination to the time when she was with him, and he, with loving eyes looked at her.
“Oh, I wish he would come soon. I'm so afraid it won't! And most importantly: I'm getting old, that's what! There will be no more what is now in me. Or maybe he will come today, he will come now. Maybe he came and sits there in the living room. Maybe he arrived yesterday and I forgot. She got up, put down her guitar and went into the living room. All the household, teachers, governesses and guests were already sitting at the tea table. People stood around the table - but Prince Andrei was not there, and there was still the old life.
“Ah, here she is,” said Ilya Andreevich, seeing Natasha come in. - Well, sit down with me. But Natasha stopped beside her mother, looking around, as if she was looking for something.
- Mother! she said. “Give it to me, give it to me, mother, hurry, hurry,” and again she could hardly restrain her sobs.
She sat down at the table and listened to the conversations of the elders and Nikolai, who also came to the table. “My God, my God, the same faces, the same conversations, the same dad holds a cup and blows the same way!” thought Natasha, feeling with horror the disgust that rose in her against all the household because they were still the same.
After tea, Nikolai, Sonya and Natasha went to the sofa room, to their favorite corner, in which their most intimate conversations always began.

“It happens to you,” Natasha said to her brother when they sat down in the sofa room, “it happens to you that it seems to you that nothing will happen - nothing; that all that was good was? And not just boring, but sad?
- And how! - he said. - It happened to me that everything was fine, everyone was cheerful, but it would occur to me that all this was already tired and that everyone needed to die. Once I didn’t go to the regiment for a walk, and there was music playing ... and I suddenly became bored ...
“Ah, I know that. I know, I know, - Natasha picked up. “I was still little, so it happened to me. Do you remember, since they punished me for plums and you all danced, and I sat in the classroom and sobbed, I will never forget: I was sad and felt sorry for everyone, and myself, and I felt sorry for everyone. And, most importantly, I was not to blame, - said Natasha, - do you remember?
“I remember,” Nikolai said. - I remember that I came to you later and I wanted to console you and, you know, I was ashamed. We were awfully funny. I had a bobblehead toy then and I wanted to give it to you. Do you remember?
“Do you remember,” Natasha said with a thoughtful smile, how long, long ago, we were still very young, our uncle called us into the office, back in the old house, and it was dark - we came and suddenly it was standing there ...
“Arap,” Nikolai finished with a joyful smile, “how can you not remember? Even now I don’t know that it was a black man, or we saw it in a dream, or we were told.
- He was gray, remember, and white teeth - he stands and looks at us ...
Do you remember Sonya? Nicholas asked...
“Yes, yes, I also remember something,” Sonya answered timidly ...
“I asked my father and mother about this arap,” said Natasha. “They say there was no arap. But you do remember!
- How, as now I remember his teeth.
How strange, it was like a dream. I like it.
- Do you remember how we rolled eggs in the hall and suddenly two old women began to spin on the carpet. Was it or not? Do you remember how good it was?
- Yes. Do you remember how daddy in a blue coat on the porch fired a gun. - They sorted through the memories, smiling with pleasure, not sad old, but poetic youthful memories, those impressions from the most distant past, where the dream merges with reality, and laughed quietly, rejoicing at something.
Sonya, as always, lagged behind them, although their memories were common.
Sonya did not remember much of what they remembered, and what she remembered did not arouse in her that poetic feeling that they experienced. She only enjoyed their joy, trying to imitate it.
She took part only when they recalled Sonya's first visit. Sonya told how she was afraid of Nikolai, because he had cords on his jacket, and her nanny told her that they would sew her into cords too.
“But I remember: they told me that you were born under cabbage,” said Natasha, “and I remember that then I did not dare not to believe, but I knew that this was not true, and I was so embarrassed.
During this conversation, the maid's head poked out of the back door of the divan. - Young lady, they brought a rooster, - the girl said in a whisper.
“Don’t, Polya, tell them to take it,” said Natasha.
In the middle of conversations going on in the sofa room, Dimmler entered the room and approached the harp in the corner. He took off the cloth, and the harp made a false sound.
“Eduard Karlych, please play my favorite Monsieur Filda’s Nocturiene,” said the voice of the old countess from the drawing room.
Dimmler took a chord and, turning to Natasha, Nikolai and Sonya, said: - Young people, how quietly they sit!
“Yes, we are philosophizing,” said Natasha, looking around for a minute, and continued the conversation. The conversation was now about dreams.
Dimmler began to play. Natasha inaudibly, on tiptoe, went up to the table, took the candle, carried it out, and, returning, quietly sat down in her place. It was dark in the room, especially on the sofa on which they sat, but the silver light of a full moon fell on the floor through the large windows.
“You know, I think,” Natasha said in a whisper, moving closer to Nikolai and Sonya, when Dimmler had already finished and was still sitting, weakly plucking the strings, apparently in indecision to leave or start something new, “that when you remember like that, you remember, you remember everything , until you remember that you remember what was even before I was in the world ...
“This is metampsikova,” said Sonya, who always studied well and remembered everything. “The Egyptians believed that our souls were in animals and would go back to animals.
“No, you know, I don’t believe that we were animals,” Natasha said in the same whisper, although the music ended, “but I know for sure that we were angels there somewhere and here, and from this we remember everything.” …
- May I join you? - Dimmler said quietly approached and sat down to them.
- If we were angels, why did we get lower? Nikolai said. - No, it can't be!
“Not lower, who told you that it was lower? ... Why do I know what I was before,” Natasha objected with conviction. - After all, the soul is immortal ... therefore, if I live forever, so I lived before, lived for eternity.
“Yes, but it’s hard for us to imagine eternity,” said Dimmler, who approached the young people with a meek, contemptuous smile, but now spoke as quietly and seriously as they did.
Why is it so hard to imagine eternity? Natasha said. “It will be today, it will be tomorrow, it will always be, and yesterday was and the third day was ...
- Natasha! now it's your turn. Sing me something, - the voice of the countess was heard. - Why are you sitting down, like conspirators.
- Mother! I don’t feel like it,” Natasha said, but at the same time she got up.
All of them, even the middle-aged Dimmler, did not want to interrupt the conversation and leave the corner of the sofa, but Natasha got up, and Nikolai sat down at the clavichord. As always, standing in the middle of the hall and choosing the most advantageous place for resonance, Natasha began to sing her mother's favorite play.
She said that she did not feel like singing, but she had not sung for a long time before, and for a long time after, as she sang that evening. Count Ilya Andreevich, from the study where he was talking to Mitinka, heard her singing, and like a pupil in a hurry to go to play, finishing the lesson, he got confused in words, giving orders to the manager and finally fell silent, and Mitinka, also listening, silently with a smile, stood in front of count. Nikolai did not take his eyes off his sister, and took a breath with her. Sonya, listening, thought about what an enormous difference there was between her and her friend, and how impossible it was for her to be in any way as charming as her cousin. The old countess sat with a happily sad smile and tears in her eyes, occasionally shaking her head. She thought about Natasha, and about her youth, and about how something unnatural and terrible is in this upcoming marriage of Natasha to Prince Andrei.
Dimmler, sitting down next to the countess and closing his eyes, listened.
“No, countess,” he said at last, “this is a European talent, she has nothing to learn, this gentleness, tenderness, strength ...
– Ah! how I fear for her, how I fear,” said the countess, not remembering to whom she was speaking. Her maternal instinct told her that there was too much in Natasha, and that she would not be happy from this. Natasha had not yet finished singing, when an enthusiastic fourteen-year-old Petya ran into the room with the news that mummers had come.
Natasha suddenly stopped.
- Fool! she shouted at her brother, ran up to a chair, fell on it and sobbed so that she could not stop for a long time afterwards.
“Nothing, mother, really nothing, so: Petya scared me,” she said, trying to smile, but tears kept flowing and sobs squeezed her throat.
Dressed-up servants, bears, Turks, innkeepers, ladies, terrible and funny, bringing with them cold and fun, at first timidly huddled in the hallway; then, hiding one behind the other, they were forced into the hall; and at first shyly, but then more and more cheerfully and amicably, songs, dances, choral and Christmas games began. The countess, recognizing the faces and laughing at the dressed up, went into the living room. Count Ilya Andreich sat in the hall with a beaming smile, approving the players. The youth has disappeared.
Half an hour later, in the hall, among the other mummers, another old lady in tanks appeared - it was Nikolai. The Turkish woman was Petya. Payas - it was Dimmler, the hussar - Natasha and the Circassian - Sonya, with a painted cork mustache and eyebrows.
After condescending surprise, misrecognition and praise from those who were not dressed up, the young people found that the costumes were so good that they had to be shown to someone else.
Nikolay, who wanted to give everyone a ride on his troika along an excellent road, suggested that, taking ten dressed-up people from the yard with him, go to his uncle.
- No, why are you upsetting him, the old man! - said the countess, - and there is nowhere to turn around with him. To go, so to the Melyukovs.
Melyukova was a widow with children of various ages, also with governesses and tutors, who lived four miles from the Rostovs.
“Here, ma chere, clever,” said the old count, who had begun to stir. “Now let me dress up and go with you.” I'll stir up Pasheta.
But the countess did not agree to let the count go: his leg hurt all these days. It was decided that Ilya Andreevich was not allowed to go, and that if Luiza Ivanovna (m me Schoss) went, the young ladies could go to Melyukova's. Sonya, always timid and shy, began to beg Louisa Ivanovna more insistently than anyone else not to refuse them.