Kommunizm (Tajik: کمونیزم, Коммумизм) is a town and jamoat in north-western Tajikistan. It is located in Istarawshan District in Sughd province. The jamoat has a total population of 22,190.
Coordinates: 37°28′N 68°10′E / 37.467°N 68.167°E / 37.467; 68.167
Kommunizm are a Russian conceptual art collective from Omsk. The band was formed in 1988 and broke up in 1990. Initially a studio-only project, in 2010 they re-united to play live. Kommunizm was founded as side-project of cult Siberian band Grazhdanskaya Oborona by Yegor Letov, Oleg Sudakov, and Konstantin Ryabinov.
The band was very prolific - they released ten albums throughout 1989. A lot of these albums were never reissued, however some were reissued in 2003 on the XOP label, while in 2007 some were remastered and reissued with bonus tracks by Misteria Zvuka. Two albums were reissued on vinyl with bonus tracks in 2011 by Neuro Empire's Stanzmarke imprint. Leniniana was remastered and reissued in 2013 by Wyrgorod with bonus tracks. The rest of their discography is due to be remastered by Wyrgorod, including those albums already remastered by Stanzmarke and Misteria, and reissued throughout late 2013 and early 2014. It will include these albums previously only available from pirated cassettes. The first four albums to be reissued were Na sovetskoi skorosti, Rodina slyshit, Chudo-muzyka and Narodovedenie, reissued on 5 December 2013. The next batch of albums to be reissued was Suleiman Stalsky, Zhizn chto skazka and Trinadtsat on 31 January 2014.
Yo Troy, I'ma come on the rhythm
With a little bit of communism
Yeah, hah
So check it out, yeah
Chick-a chick-a I'm, chick-a chick-a on
Chick-a chick-a my, my, own shit
Like an entrepreneur that stepped in maneur
Man, I'm newer than a Jack, I went up the hill with Jill
And Jack Jill's big bootay
We did the booty up, I told the bitch
She betta have my money or step to the AMG
You know Com Sense, oh yeah, him be
That nigga that be making all the bid-by-by-bye sounds
But since then, Common calm down
I'm on some calm shit, watch Com get complicated
Simple motherfuckers say the way that Com communicated
Was too complex, I got a complex not to complain
On my brain no complain and so will my community
And I prefer compliments
So I complement at an angle of ninety degrees
It's the nineties and music got known for grease
I got a sense of direction and a compass
Come passed MC's with no compassion
Though I heard the screams of
But I ain't shy, so why shall I comfort
Commiserate at the fort with Jeff, I'm so ill
But I chilled in my compartment with no company and no meals
Now Com can get the panty, but I want my own company
And Com is on a mission not to work for commission
It's a common market and it's so much competition
But to me, competition is none
To my comp I'm a ton, I get amped like Watts in a riot
My compact disc is a commodity, so buy it
Instead of competing with Pete
Com compromised, Com made a promise
Not to commercialize, but compound the soul