Words about Vasko The Patch
... You are very useful to Bulgarian music with your talent and
you will remain in history with this "bad thing".
Queen of BG Rock
When I heard Vasko the Patch for the first time, I burst into tears.
Original, natural, genuine. He was born from the street and from
people's grief and he has made millions happy! I love you!
don't tune your guitar! People will think you are not playing live.
colorful musician, who touched the hearts of the free Bulgarians...
are not more than three Bulgarians in this world, who can tell the
people(?), living on the banks of Mississippi, a blues story. Vasko
the Patch is one of them. He has sung about our crazy life for the
last twelve years with the means of three chords and twelve steps(?).
He has sung about it in a way that only a natural talent with an
honest heart and a good soul can do it. He has only lied to us about
one thing (he didn't mean to do it) - that communism is going away.
He lied to himself too - maybe because he wanted it that much. It
hurts him deep now and out of the pain blues is being born again.
Blues from the suburbs, dog-like, with patches of love, hatred and
hope. Because without hope there is no point in blues, and in our
Vasko is my friend. And I feel good when I think about it.
Sandor Petofi had known Vasko The Patch his great distich:
"I would sacrifice freedom for love,
nor would I give love for freedom.."
these most precious conditions of human spirit - love and freedom - don’t exist on their own for Vasko The Patch. He
can’t sacrifice one of them for the other , because they are one
and the same thing.
There are no chains for the spirit of a musician who loves. There
are no limitations for the love of a singer, whose spirit is free.
With patched jeans and colorful "bus full of blues" Vasko made the
way of blues in the waste land, in unploughed wild fields of bulgarian
drummer, a harp player, a singer, a songwriter, always expressive
and freedom-loving, both topical and non-conformist, a musician
living with his people's problems and with his country's developments...
It is not a coincidence that blues is the 'coat' that wraps around
his feelings, thoughts and talent. It is the style that suits his
spirit and perceptions. Poduene Blues Band and Vasko the Patch charge
everybody around with disobedience, sadness and optimism. His singing
and his improvisations give strenght to people's faith, they admire
him and trust him. Vasko and his rebelious blues - they are so needed
and welcome. Nobody else has ever brought so many street singers
and musicians to the Balkanton recording studios - giving the sound
engineer headache, but bringing the street's spirit to the professional
If there was a 'Grammy' for a bluesman who created songs awakening
the masses, Vasko the Patch would carry that award with honour!
minister ex-ambassador to the USA
A situation - no
matter good or bad - needs to be patched up. And how can it be patched
up? With the help of a patch and suitable threads. That’s what blues
is-the thread that matches the mood, the color, the clothes, the
joy and grief, which is the other side of the coin. For so many
years Vasko Krupkata (The Patch) has managed to bi the patch of
Bulgarian blues, it’s most suitable and appropriate thread.
of Bulgarian music magazine "Rhythm"
the Patch – one of the few who dared to create blues of the protest
in a country in which doing so was very inappropriate, and doing
so he painted Bulgaria’s musical culture in colors and brought his
country together with the world. Traveling around Europe with his
band, Poduene Blues Band, he became a true envoy of freedom, for
a world without boundaries. I would be very happy to see Vasko’s
name on the world’s blues scene some day.
Professor of flute and improvisations,
Jazz & Pop Faculty,
National Musical Academy
is a myth, which Vasko created out of music, gave it a face, and
we experienced if like blues and like the confession of our generation.
Boys and girls at the edge of the fortieth illusion with lost of
colorful patches on their souls abscessed by the doglike grief of
the suburbs, we were strong about being trees bushes. At any rate.
"Poduene" is for us a religion, the voice of the street, a guitar
strumming our emotions to the bottom of our hearts… Or the small
candle on the pavement of our revolution. The Bulgarian carnival