X‑Rays You Can Hear: Soviet Bootleg Music’s Non-Clinical Birth, Death, and Rebirth

Dur­ing the Cold War, access to music in the Sovi­et Union was tight­ly restrict­ed by state cen­sor­ship. Despite the risks, a covert com­mu­ni­ty of music enthu­si­asts and boot­leg­gers emerged, deter­mined to defy cen­sor­ship and share the sounds banned by the regime using an unlike­ly medi­um: dis­card­ed hos­pi­tal X‑ray film. 

Cheap and read­i­ly avail­able, these X‑rays were repur­posed into records, nick­named “music on the bones” which were secret­ly copied, sold, and passed hand-to-hand on the black mar­ket. At one point, trad­ing or even lis­ten­ing to these illic­it record­ings could car­ry severe con­se­quences. In some cas­es, boot­leg­gers were sen­tenced to years in prison. It was a time when the sim­ple act of hear­ing the music you loved meant risk­ing your free­dom.

In the Sovi­et Union under Stal­in, West­ern music was offi­cial­ly banned out of fear it would cor­rupt the minds of cit­i­zens. The gov­ern­ment main­tained tight con­trol over music pro­duc­tion. Vinyl was scarce, and the raw mate­ri­als need­ed to press records, name­ly polyvinyl chlo­ride and acetate, were heav­i­ly restrict­ed. All legal records were pre-approved and came from state-run fac­to­ries, which pri­mar­i­ly pro­duced patri­ot­ic anthems, clas­si­cal com­po­si­tions, and tra­di­tion­al folk songs intend­ed for com­mu­ni­ty dance halls, also fund­ed and man­aged by the state. The atmos­phere of what was called “work­ing class leisure” was con­trolled, and only spe­cif­ic part­ner dances were encour­aged. These were often slow and heav­i­ly chore­o­graphed, lead­ing many younger gen­er­a­tions to become increas­ing­ly bored with them.

Smuggled Sounds

Fol­low­ing WWII and the begin­ning of the Cold War, West­ern nations, par­tic­u­lar­ly the U.S. and Britain, were active­ly broad­cast­ing jazz and rock and roll into Sovi­et ter­ri­to­ry, offer­ing a glimpse of the cul­tur­al land­scape beyond the Iron Cur­tain for those for­tu­nate enough to receive their radio trans­mis­sions. This is where many Sovi­et cit­i­zens first caught wind of the sen­sa­tion­al waves hap­pen­ing in West­ern music at the time and want­ed to hear more of it.

A curios­i­ty need­ed to be fed, and records were being smug­gled into the Sovi­et Union. While this black-mar­ket pipeline began in earnest after WWII, when Sovi­et sol­diers brought back tro­phy West­ern records from for­mer axis ter­ri­to­ries, there were sev­er­al oppor­tu­ni­ties to bring in for­eign music. Chil­dren of high-rank­ing diplo­mats had priv­i­leged access to for­eign goods, which includ­ed music, and some­times rent­ed out their col­lec­tions to friends while sailors, who had lucra­tive oppor­tu­ni­ties to trav­el to the rest of the world and pick up prod­ucts which could not be bought back home, also played a key role in trans­port­ing music and oth­er con­tra­band back into the coun­try. Addi­tion­al­ly, pro­fes­sion­al smug­glers known as fartsovschi­ki worked the mar­gins, often strik­ing deals to receive goods, includ­ing records, from for­eign tourists, and turn around and sell them on the black mar­ket. 

But there still was­n’t enough of it to go around, and sup­ply was much high­er than demand. The under­ground record­ings “appeared because West­ern records that came to Rus­sia through black mar­ke­teers were insane­ly expen­sive.” says Alek­san­dr Genis, a Russ­ian-Amer­i­can writer and crit­ic, “When I was a stu­dent, a record of, say, “Pink Floyd” cost a hun­dred rubles, my schol­ar­ship as a top-per­form­ing stu­dent was 45 rubles, and I also received 62 rubles a month work­ing as a fire­man. So the cost of one “Pink Floyd” record was equal to my month­ly income, which I earned in a far from easy way. Of course, this was an incred­i­ble amount of mon­ey, few could afford it, hence the “music on the ribs” because it cost pen­nies. One home­made record cost about a ruble. The record­ings were ter­ri­ble, of very poor qual­i­ty, but no one com­plained because there were no oth­ers and there was noth­ing to com­pare them with.

New Ways to Use X‑Rays

The solu­tion to this scarci­ty of records and the even­tu­al birth of their sub­sti­tutes goes all the way back to the begin­ning of WWII, an era defined by extreme rationing and resource short­ages. József Hajdú, an archivist and pho­tog­ra­ph­er, came across a curi­ous dis­cov­ery: X‑ray neg­a­tives that weren’t used for med­ical imag­ing, but had instead been cut and turned into makeshift audio record­ings. It’s now under­stood that in the late 1930s, disc jock­eys of the Hun­gar­i­an air­waves began repur­pos­ing dis­card­ed radi­ographs to cre­ate 78 rpm records, as mil­i­tary demands had divert­ed con­ven­tion­al record­ing mate­ri­als away from civil­ian use. Sound, whether in the form of music or pub­lic speech­es, was etched onto thick X‑ray film using spe­cial­ized equip­ment, which was then cut into rough­ly 23–25 cm discs (often with jagged edges), labeled, and giv­en a cen­tral hole, some­times just using the lit end of a cig­a­rette.

This impro­vised method of record­ing even­tu­al­ly spread beyond Hun­gary. In Nazi Ger­many, wartime tech­ni­cal lit­er­a­ture cir­cu­lat­ed among the mil­i­tary out­lin­ing how to use a record­ing lathe to cut records (osten­si­bly, in case of emer­gen­cies) from vir­tu­al­ly any flex­i­ble, flat sur­face: alu­minum sheets, street signs, plas­tic, and most effec­tive­ly, X‑ray film. On the East­ern Front, specif­i­cal­ly in Poland, Stanislav Filon, a sol­dier of the Red Army, encoun­tered this tech­nol­o­gy, bring­ing a Ger­man-made Tele­funken record­ing lathe to Leningrad (known today as St. Peters­burg). With some tweaks, he began dupli­cat­ing vinyl records onto imi­ta­tion X‑ray mate­r­i­al, lay­ing the ground­work for a dis­tinct­ly East­ern Bloc form of under­ground audio cul­ture.

Soviet Russian Underground X-Ray Music Bone Record
A fresh bone record in the process of being cre­at­ed on a lathe. © Adam Berry / Get­ty Images

The Audio Letter Underground

In late 1946, Filon opened a mod­est shop on Nevsky Prospect in Leningrad, today known as St. Peters­burg. The sign above the door sim­ply read “Audio Let­ters,” piquing the curios­i­ty of passers­by. Inside, cus­tomers dis­cov­ered a nov­el ser­vice: they could record a per­son­al mes­sage onto a small plas­tic disc and have it mailed any­where in the Sovi­et Union.

Of course, the busi­ness soon began to sell more than the oppor­tu­ni­ty to send the 40s equiv­a­lent of voice mem­os. But in order to sur­rep­ti­tious­ly cre­ate pirat­ed music In the post­war Sovi­et Union, you need­ed the raw mate­r­i­al, and acquir­ing vinyl blanks was near­ly impos­si­ble, regard­less of demand or finan­cial means. Filon found a cre­ative workaround in Leningrad’s hos­pi­tals: used X‑rays. 

In the Sovi­et Union, hos­pi­tals were required to dis­pose of X‑rays with­in a year due to the mate­r­i­al used to cre­ate them at the time being high­ly flam­ma­ble, mak­ing them a rel­a­tive­ly easy and inex­pen­sive mate­r­i­al to obtain. Radi­ol­o­gy depart­ments, eager to offload what they con­sid­ered dan­ger­ous waste, glad­ly hand­ed over stacks of old film to the polite young man who came ask­ing. Soon, Filon was copy­ing West­ern music onto these radi­ographs, often bear­ing ghost­ly imprints of ribs and skulls, and sell­ing them for five to fif­teen rubles each, with cus­tom orders cost­ing more. His stu­dio oper­at­ed late into the night, pro­duc­ing unau­tho­rized record­ings almost as fast as the orders came in.

Golden Dog Rises

Filon’s suc­cess didn’t go unno­ticed. In ear­ly 1947, two 19-year-olds, Rus­lan Bogoslovsky and Boris Tai­gin, fre­quent­ed the shop. Fas­ci­nat­ed by the music but unable to afford Filon’s “bone records,” they decid­ed to take mat­ters into their own hands. After covert­ly study­ing key com­po­nents of Filon’s machine while stand­ing in his shop, they began build­ing their own ver­sion. With mate­ri­als in short sup­ply, they scoured flea mar­kets and sal­vaged parts from drills, gramo­phones, and oth­er dis­card­ed devices, even­tu­al­ly assem­bling a home­made record­ing lathe. Their impromp­tu solu­tion marked the begin­ning of a broad­er DIY move­ment in Sovi­et under­ground audio cul­ture.

Boris Tai­gin and Rus­lan Bogoslovsky named their new­ly-formed under­ground label the Gold­en Dog Gang, a nod to Nip­per, the icon­ic HMV dog, and even designed a logo for their illic­it records to mark them apart from Filon’s shop records. Work­ing in the cel­lars of Leningrad, this group of dis­si­dent music lovers pro­duced hand­made record­ings in the thou­sands. The makeshift discs, whether they came from Gold­en Dog or Filon’s shop, were only good for a small hand­ful of plays each before quick­ly degrad­ed the frag­ile mate­r­i­al, as the steel nee­dles of the gramo­phones they were played on would quick­ly tear up the mate­r­i­al. The records were inher­ent­ly dis­pos­able, and if some­one tru­ly loved a par­tic­u­lar song, he or she would have had to make the extra effort to find anoth­er record­ing, if it was even still avail­able.

Competitors and Consequences

As demand grew, so did the amount of com­peti­tor oper­a­tions. Groups from around the city, as well as Gold­en Dog, built addi­tion­al lath­es and expand­ed their clien­tele through­out the late 1940s. But near the end of 1950, author­i­ties took notice and launched a crack­down oper­a­tion on every known ille­gal record­ing stu­dio in Leningrad. Equip­ment and mate­ri­als were seized, while the indi­vid­u­als involved in pro­duc­tion were arrest­ed and sent to prison. Tai­gin lost it all, man­ag­ing to hide only a sin­gle Gold­en Dog record, a per­son­al one-off piece fea­tur­ing a pho­to of a nude woman on the back, in his par­ents’ apart­ment, every­thing else was con­fis­cat­ed.

Bogoslovsky received a three-year prison sen­tence, Tai­gin was sen­tenced to five years, fol­lowed by anoth­er five in Siber­ian exile. He lat­er said he was shocked by the crack­down, nev­er believ­ing the author­i­ties would care enough to arrest them. Both men were sent to the gulag and remained impris­oned until Stalin’s death in 1953.

Upon their ear­ly release fol­low­ing the death of Stal­in, they returned to the work they loved, now craft­ing more elab­o­rate and care­ful­ly designed discs. Bogoslovsky report­ed­ly paid hos­pi­tal order­lies (now aware of the val­ue of their mate­r­i­al) and dug through med­ical dump­sters to secure dis­card­ed X‑ray film. Over the course of two decades, he pro­duced over a mil­lion boot­leg records, cap­tur­ing every­thing from West­ern pop like The Beach Boys to clas­si­cal com­po­si­tions, all on ghost­ly, translu­cent images of Sovi­et anato­my.

Cultural Currency

Whether or not inspired direct­ly by the Gold­en Dog Gang, the tech­nique of press­ing music onto X‑ray film rapid­ly spread among music-obsessed youth across near­ly every major Sovi­et city. The under­ground indus­try behind these records became semi-offi­cial­ly known as roent­g­e­niz­dat, or roent­gen-pub­lish­ing (in the Russ­ian lan­guage, X‑rays are referred to by the name of their dis­cov­er­er, Wil­helm Roent­gen). By now, each record typ­i­cal­ly cost about as much as a quar­ter of a bot­tle of vod­ka, which meant that even peo­ple with a mod­est income were able to access the record­ings for them­selves. Soft enough to engrave yet stur­dy enough to pre­serve grooves, X‑rays offered a crude but func­tion­al alter­na­tive to vinyl. 

The music did not just include West­ern tan­go, jazz, and rock n’ roll but also music made by over­seas Rus­sians (brand­ed “trai­tors” by the gov­ern­ment) and even impromp­tu record­ings by local musi­cians deemed unfit for mass audi­ences. Some­times, radio ama­teurs got involved and took direct record­ings from the inter­na­tion­al air­waves and pressed them onto the X‑rays. Bone records were sold dis­creet­ly on street cor­ners and at flea mar­kets. Deal­ers loi­tered in pub­lic areas not unlike where soft drugs might be sold today. For those in the know, more pri­vate trans­ac­tions could be arranged in apart­ments through trust­ed con­tacts. 

While sound qual­i­ty was far below that of offi­cial press­ings, these discs allowed for three min­utes or so of for­bid­den music per side, enough for many to risk it. As record­ing tech­nol­o­gy advanced and elec­tric turnta­bles became avail­able, the lifes­pan of a bone record improved, some could now be played 30 to 40 times. By the late 1950s, mil­lions of these ghost­ly, translu­cent records were in cir­cu­la­tion, often described as the “com­mon cur­ren­cy of the Sovi­et bloc.” and just as with samiz­dat and oth­er DIY-based sub­cul­tures in the Sovi­et Union, an infor­mal ecosys­tem of shar­ing and dis­trib­ut­ing the record­ings began to take shape, with music lovers and their trust­ed friends often gath­er­ing to lis­ten to the music in pri­vate kitchens (a new inno­va­tion, as apart­ment build­ings from the Stal­in peri­od and ear­li­er were com­mu­nal and room­mates sel­dom trust­ed each oth­er), many of them run­ning record-press­ing oper­a­tions almost any­where they could oper­ate in peace, from garages in the city to gar­den sheds in the coun­try­side.

Silencing the Swing

Sev­er­al struc­tur­al and cul­tur­al shifts helped solid­i­fy roent­g­e­niz­dat as a wide­spread under­ground prac­tice. One major fac­tor was the Sovi­et regime’s esca­lat­ing crack­down on jazz after WWII. Once a key ele­ment of allied uni­ty in the face of the axis pow­ers, offi­cial news­pa­pers like Prav­da and Izvesti­ia began pub­lish­ing arti­cles con­demn­ing jazz con­certs, echo­ing the views of Andrei Zhdanov, the archi­tect of post-war cul­tur­al pol­i­cy. The Zhdanov Doc­trine denounced any­thing out­side of work­er-cen­tric mass songs or folk-inspired social­ist com­po­si­tions as an “ide­o­log­i­cal diver­sion,” label­ing for­eign and low­brow art forms as sub­ver­sive threats, some­times going even fur­ther and tar­get­ing the coun­try’s most promi­nent clas­si­cal com­posers. 

Jazz music, in par­tic­u­lar, was seen as a for­eign threat to be erad­i­cat­ed. Entire dance styles and rhythms such as swing, fox­trot, and tan­go were for­bid­den or strong­ly dis­cour­aged in com­mu­ni­ty dance halls while the musi­cians that encour­aged those dances with there music were scru­ti­nized. Though not all musi­cians work­ing in the genre were explic­it­ly impris­oned or exe­cut­ed, many faced repres­sion through cen­sor­ship, sur­veil­lance, per­for­mance bans, or forced shifts in style and genre to align with the prin­ci­ples of social­ist music. By decade’s end, sev­er­al pop­u­lar jazz per­form­ers such as Alexan­der Tsfas­man and Leonid Utyosov were the tar­gets of anti-jazz cam­paigns and endured repeat­ed attempts at cen­sor­ship, while oth­ers, such as Eddie Ros­ner, were giv­en prison sen­tences.

Soviet Russian Underground X-Ray Music Bone Record
A group of Stilya­gi danc­ing the twist in Moscow, 1980. Pho­to by Valeriy Shus­tov.

Sharply Dressed Deviancy

This cul­tur­al sup­pres­sion result­ed in the birth of a broad­er youth coun­ter­cul­ture that went beyond dance halls. In 1948, the satir­i­cal mag­a­zine Krokodil intro­duced the term stilya­gi, best trans­lat­ed as “hip­sters”, a pejo­ra­tive for flam­boy­ant­ly dressed, West­ern-influ­enced Sovi­et youth. Mocked for their love of jazz, rock, and flashy Amer­i­can-style cloth­ing, stilya­gi were por­trayed as social deviants. An arti­cle from Krokodil in 1949 ridiculed their fash­ion as a delib­er­ate rejec­tion of “nor­mal peo­ple,” while the state news­pa­per Prav­da accused them of being social par­a­sites, street hooli­gans, and mem­bers of the orga­nized crime under­world. 

Their style drew from a mix of influ­ences, from 1940s Hol­ly­wood musi­cals like Sun Val­ley Ser­e­nade (one of the few Amer­i­can films to be approved dur­ing WWII, instant­ly becom­ing a cult hit, seen as a win­dow into West­ern life) to ear­ly rock’n’roll. The style of the time usu­al­ly includ­ed crepe-soled shoes, slicked-back hair, slim trousers, and bright­ly-col­ored suits, shirts, or neck­ties cut from cur­tain fab­ric, visu­al­ly echo­ing the ethos of England’s Ted­dy Boys or France’s inter­war Zazous. Most of the clothes, if not all, were made by hand or by the stilya­gi com­mis­sion­ing back-alley tai­lors and cob­blers will­ing to go beyond the norm, as offi­cial depart­ment stores did not sell any­thing beyond a spe­cif­ic style of stan­dard­ized (and approved) pieces of mass-pro­duced cloth­ing. 

Forbidden Rhythms, Hidden Risks

Nat­u­ral­ly, the bone records became an inte­gral part of this under­ground sub­cul­ture. The stilya­gi prized them not just for the music they car­ried, but for what they rep­re­sent­ed: access to anoth­er piece of the for­bid­den cul­ture they idol­ized. For this rea­son. they were often the sub­ject of pro­pa­gan­da films and oth­er media, some­times catch­ing them in the act of trad­ing records and treat­ing it with the same sever­i­ty as one would an ilict drug deal.

Beyond the reg­u­lar hit piece in the press, the risk of belong­ing to this infor­mal scene was always present. Some mem­bers would be pre­clud­ed from edu­ca­tion or work oppor­tu­ni­ties on account of their appear­ance while oth­ers were sub­ject to vio­lence from the state or passers­by. On some occa­sions, it was said that par­tic­u­lar­ly zeal­ous mem­bers of the Sovi­et youth orga­ni­za­tion, the Kom­so­mol, would patrol the streets, scis­sors in hand, hop­ing to forcibly cut the long hair of any stilya­ga they came across. One indi­vid­ual, Farafanov, was attacked on a bus for wear­ing a West­ern-style coat, his appear­ance alone enough to pro­voke vio­lence, owing to the per­cep­tion being that being able to afford such exot­ic clothes meant you were involved in some sort of crim­i­nal enter­prise. 

Even mere­ly lis­ten­ing to the under­ground records came with its fair share of sur­pris­es. Accord­ing to Arte­my Troit­sky in his book Back in the USSR: The True Sto­ry of Rock in Rus­sia, he was aware of an instance in which a bone record lis­ten­er, eager to lis­ten to his lat­est pur­chase, was treat­ed to a few sec­onds of Amer­i­can music, after which the music abrupt­ly cut, fol­lowed by a voice in Russ­ian mock­ing and insult­ing the lis­ten­er for attempt­ing to lis­ten to the lat­est sounds, then silence. Whether this was a prac­ti­cal joke played by the record deal­ers or plant­ed by the author­i­ties to scare away lis­ten­ers was nev­er estab­lished.

DIY Behind Bars

But it was not just the fans of West­ern music that found an inter­est in roent­g­e­niz­dat. As many stilya­gi and under­ground music recorders were arrest­ed and sent to the gulag, they came into con­tact with hard­ened crim­i­nals and an already exist­ing musi­cal sub­cul­ture. The oth­er side of Sovi­et music dur­ing this peri­od was not what the state approved, but what peo­ple longed to cre­ate, per­form, and hear. Songs that reflect­ed their own lives rather than the offi­cial par­ty line. 

With­in pris­ons across the Sovi­et Union, espe­cial­ly the gulags, infor­mal cul­tures flour­ished. Dialects were cre­at­ed to allow inmates to speak to each oth­er with­out being inter­cept­ed, lit­er­a­ture was being writ­ten and passed around, and infor­mal music scenes flour­ished. These took the form of singer-song­writer (known as authors’ songs) and blat­nyak, grit­ty songs about crim­i­nal life. Despite being con­demned by the author­i­ties as vul­gar, moral­ly cor­ro­sive, and counter-rev­o­lu­tion­ary, the music was incred­i­bly pop­u­lar, although it was a genre that was dis­sem­i­nat­ed oral­ly, and no record­ings existed–yet.

In the tight­ly con­trolled Sovi­et cul­tur­al sys­tem, you couldn’t sim­ply record or per­form music inde­pen­dent­ly. Unless you were accept­ed into the Union of Com­posers, you had no legal means of pro­duc­ing music, dou­bly so if you were incar­cer­at­ed. And in a state where all art was expect­ed to serve the social­ist cause, songs about crime, sex, or street life had no place any­where. Yet these out­law bal­lads, born from native musi­cal tra­di­tions, remained wild­ly pop­u­lar behind bars and barbed wire. Pris­ons and gulag camps became self-con­tained cul­tur­al micro­cosms. Inmates mem­o­rized songs and car­ried them with them upon release, eager to pre­serve what they had heard. 

While West­ern music, trans­mit­ted through X‑ray bootlegs, offered a taste of the out­side world, this crim­i­nal folk­lore root­ed lis­ten­ers in a more local, pre-Sovi­et cul­tur­al mem­o­ry, music tied to lived expe­ri­ence rather than ide­o­log­i­cal nar­ra­tive. By the 1950s, roent­g­e­niz­dat wasn’t just about for­eign music; it had become a car­ri­er for sup­pressed folk tra­di­tions. Now, the X‑ray record scene tru­ly was inex­tri­ca­bly linked to the crim­i­nal under­world, no longer mere­ly a sen­sa­tion­al smear tac­tic in the state press. Hav­ing learned about the new pos­si­bil­i­ties of shar­ing music, the crim­i­nals want­ed in on the action.

Straight From the Underground

After Stalin’s death in 1953, the gulag sys­tem was dra­mat­i­cal­ly scaled back. Between 1953 and 1960, the inmate pop­u­la­tion dropped from rough­ly 2.5 mil­lion to 550,000, and a wave of for­mer pris­on­ers re-entered Sovi­et cities. Their reap­pear­ance sparked wide­spread con­cern, some of it jus­ti­fied, much of it moral pan­ic, about ris­ing crim­i­nal­i­ty. Bone music became part of that anx­i­ety. One young man, impris­oned in the ear­ly 1950s for drunk­en­ly fight­ing with police, first heard about bone records in the camps. 

Upon release, he sought out Bogoslovsky in Leningrad and began work­ing for him, even­tu­al­ly earn­ing enough to com­mis­sion his own lathe and start boot­leg­ging inde­pen­dent­ly. By then, the trade had become more struc­tured, more com­mer­cial­ly-ori­ent­ed, and more dan­ger­ous. It was now not unheard of that armed gangs would ambush black-mar­ket deals to steal valu­able records to sell else­where.

On the oth­er hand, this led to more oppor­tu­ni­ties for unof­fi­cial musi­cians, who were now able to reach wider audi­ences. Musi­cians who exist­ed out­side the state sys­tem, like Arkady Sev­erny, barred from the Com­posers’ Union, rose to under­ground fame by first hav­ing record­ings of his blat­nyak songs shared on X‑ray film. In a few decades’ time, Sev­erny would go on to per­form for Brezh­nev, a sign of how deeply embed­ded these sounds had become in Sovi­et cul­ture. 

Oth­ers, like Sev­erny’s friend and pro­duc­er Rudolf Fuchs, lived a far more pre­car­i­ous life. Fuchs sold his own blood to hos­pi­tals week­ly just to fund his first record­ing lathe, and spent years cut­ting for­bid­den songs onto sal­vaged X‑rays to be sold in alley­ways by street deal­ers. For him and many oth­ers, boot­leg­ging was not just a trade, it was an act of cul­tur­al rebel­lion, and he was one of 20–25 peo­ple doing so in a city at any giv­en time. By the ear­ly 1960s, the trade became increas­ing­ly open, with boot­leg­gers brazen­ly posi­tion­ing them­selves out­side the entrances to offi­cial record shops, offer­ing passers­by an alter­na­tive to state-approved music.

Bone Records for the Cultured and Curious

Beyond non­con­formists and crim­i­nals, the bone record phe­nom­e­non also served lis­ten­ers who were old­er, more sophis­ti­cat­ed, and inter­est­ed in cul­ture from oth­er parts of the world beyond the West. Some old­er lis­ten­ers of these under­ground records were keen on lis­ten­ing to the music of their prime years, which often meant the pre-rev­o­lu­tion­ary era of Tsarist Rus­sia, or just after the rev­o­lu­tion. Emi­gré per­form­ers such as Pyotr Leshchenko, banned from enter­ing the Sovi­et Union either due to exile or because their music, often per­formed in gyp­sy or cabaret styles that were pop­u­lar with the White Russ­ian exiles abroad dur­ing the 20s and 30s. 

Sim­i­lar­ly, boot­leg record­ings of clas­si­cal and opera music from for­eign coun­tries made their way into the black mar­ket. Per­haps even more sur­pris­ing­ly, songs from Bol­ly­wood were avail­able, specif­i­cal­ly ones from Raj Kapoor’s films, owing to the pop­u­lar­i­ty of Indi­an cin­e­ma in the Sovi­et Union dur­ing a peri­od of cul­tur­al exchange and col­lab­o­ra­tion between the two coun­tries; as a result, many fans want­ed to lis­ten to the music from their favorite films at home. There were seem­ing­ly as many rea­sons to seek out bone records as there were peo­ple seek­ing them out.

Western Encounters with Bone Records

For many years, roent­g­e­niz­dat remained vir­tu­al­ly unknown out­side of the USSR. One rare excep­tion was Richard Judy, an Amer­i­can exchange stu­dent who stud­ied in Moscow from 1958 to 1959. Dur­ing his stay, he man­aged to col­lect 18 X‑ray records, all con­tain­ing for­bid­den jazz tracks. At the time, jazz itself was con­sid­ered sub­ver­sive by the Sovi­et regime. His col­lec­tion, donat­ed only as recent­ly as 2021, became one of the ear­li­est doc­u­ment­ed West­ern encoun­ters with this under­ground medi­um. 

Anoth­er indi­rect wit­ness was pos­si­bly even Elvis Pres­ley him­self. Rudolf Fuchs was said to have once received a signed pho­to­graph of Elvis after con­vinc­ing a friend in the navy to mail a let­ter to his fan club while abroad. The lat­ter then invit­ed Fuchs to Grace­land in 1977, pro­vid­ing an air­line tick­et which the Sovi­et gov­ern­ment sur­pris­ing­ly approved, almost a total impos­si­bil­i­ty at the time. Fuchs recalled being near­ly laughed out of the visa build­ing, the offi­cials hard­ly believ­ing that the real Elvis would write some­one such as him. As a result of his trip to Grace­land, Fuchs claims to own an engraved gold watch gift­ed to him by the King him­self.

A New Market

Despite these exchanges, the bone record phe­nom­e­non has only been stud­ied exten­sive­ly for a lit­tle over a decade now. “The most com­mon image you’ll find on these records is the rib cage and ster­num,” explains Stephen Coates, a British musi­cian and researcher of the bone records. “Old­er Rus­sians often referred to them as music on the bones or music on the ribs.” The nick­name is lit­er­al. Many X‑ray records bore ghost­ly chest scans, a result of mass tuber­cu­lo­sis screen­ings required across the Sovi­et Union through­out the 1940s and ’50s and still com­mon in for­mer Sovi­et coun­tries today. 

Stephen Coates, also a writer, pro­duc­er, and broad­cast­er trained at the Roy­al Col­lege of Art, stum­bled upon this for­got­ten phe­nom­e­non in 2012 while per­form­ing in Rus­sia as The Real Tues­day Weld. At a flea mar­ket in St. Peters­burg, he came across a translu­cent, skele­tal disc that intrigued him. Back in the UK, he placed the sin­gle-sided faux-flexi-disc on his turntable and was stunned to hear a live­ly tune which turned out to be a sur­pris­ing­ly good qual­i­ty boot­leg of Bill Haley’s 1954 hit “Rock Around the Clock”, pressed onto an image of two bony hands. 

That sur­re­al expe­ri­ence launched what would become the X‑Ray Audio Project, a years-long mis­sion to uncov­er and pre­serve the sto­ry of Sovi­et boot­leg­gers who risked impris­on­ment to share for­bid­den music and piece togeth­er the his­to­ry of the trade, as well as col­lect and pre­serve any X‑ray records found along the way. The project has since grown into a com­pre­hen­sive archive encom­pass­ing oral his­to­ries, exhi­bi­tions, live events, two books, and sev­er­al doc­u­men­taries

Preserving the Skeletal Underground

In the process, Coates encoun­tered and record­ed the expe­ri­ence and know-how of many of the unspo­ken heroes of the Sovi­et Union’s cul­tur­al under­ground, meet­ing such fig­ures as the late Niko­lai Vasin, once known local­ly in his home­town of St. Peters­burg as “the Bea­t­les guy” because of his obses­sive inter­est in the band (a phe­nom­e­non we’ve cov­ered else­where). Vasin first heard the Bea­t­les on, nat­u­ral­ly, a bone record and devot­ed much of his life to them, even going so far as to claim Lennon faked his death moved to north­ern Italy in 1980, secret­ly record­ing many albums since. When asked if he had heard them him­self, he claimed the albums “sound­ed like John Lennon, albeit with a slight Japan­ese tinge.”

Beyond his meet­ings with musi­cians and the fans who kept their music alive, Coates main­tains and works with a net­work of muse­um direc­tors, aca­d­e­mics, writ­ers, and more who believe in the project. The fore­most among these col­lab­o­ra­tors, Paul Heart­field, is a pho­tog­ra­ph­er whose por­trai­ture career spans inter­na­tion­al musi­cians and bands to mem­bers of the British Hous­es of Com­mons and Lords. Beyond just being the man respon­si­ble for visu­al­ly doc­u­ment­ing the bone records, Heart­field co-found­ed The Bureau of Lost Cul­ture with Coates, a wider project aim­ing to research and share the var­i­ous unsung coun­ter­cul­tur­al and under­ground move­ments of the past, with their find­ings dis­cussed on a semi-reg­u­lar pod­cast.

Togeth­er, the two also run Bone Music, a tour­ing exhi­bi­tion shar­ing their knowl­edge of X‑ray records with muse­ums and cul­tur­al insti­tu­tions across the world such as Moscow’s Garage Muse­um of Con­tem­po­rary Art and Toky­o’s Ba-tsu Art Gallery

From Preservation to Performance

In the process, the exhi­bi­tion has attract­ed live col­lab­o­ra­tions and per­for­mances from Mas­sive Attack, Thurston Moore of Son­ic Youth, Jon­si of Sig­ur Ros, and even Noam Chom­sky. dur­ing these live shows, Coates and Heart­field not only tell the tale of this under­ground audio cul­ture but also demon­strate the lost art, using a peri­od-cor­rect 1950s record­ing lathe to imme­di­ate­ly cut music per­formed live direct­ly onto X‑ray film, play­ing the per­for­mance the audi­ence just heard back to them to demon­strate the medi­um’s fideli­ty. 

Many of the record­ings that made their way into the pro­jec­t’s archive have been dig­i­tized and can be lis­tened to online, includ­ing a haunt­ing ren­di­tion of Elvis Pres­ley’s Heart­break Hotel. Oth­er selec­tions include a record­ing of the Ital­ian opera song “Tre Giorni Son Che Nina”, an anony­mous crim­i­nal song about break­ing into a safe, a Hin­di-Urdu song from the 1951 Bol­ly­wood hit Awaara, as well as a clas­sic by Ella Fitzger­ald, but with sound qual­i­ty degrad­ed and warped, almost ven­tur­ing into the ter­ri­to­ry of a sin­is­ter-sound­ing remix.

How Tape Killed the X‑Ray Star

The era of bone records almost offi­cial­ly drew to a close in 1964 with the estab­lish­ment of the state-run record label Melodiya, which unit­ed all of the Sovi­et Union’s dis­parate vinyl fac­to­ries and cen­tral­ized the approval and pro­duc­tion process of music even fur­ther. On the oth­er hand, the gov­ern­ment, now real­iz­ing it was in direct com­pe­ti­tion with a bur­geon­ing under­ground music cul­ture sought to get in on the action rather than make futile attempts to stamp it out. 

To that end, the gov­ern­ment began mass-pro­duc­ing reel-to-reel tape recorders, sell­ing tens of mil­lions of them over the next sev­er­al decades. While it’s said that there are occa­sion­al bone records of lat­er bands such as Nico and the Vel­vet Under­ground float­ing around, the abil­i­ty of reel-to-reel to quick­ly and cheap­ly copy music in rel­a­tive­ly depend­able fideli­ty on one’s own meant that bone records (and their deal­ers) were now all but obso­lete. 

The New Sound of Dissent

Thus, Roent­g­e­niz­dat gave way to Mag­ni­tiz­dat, and a new under­ground record­ing cul­ture took the helm. And although there were often still penal­ties for own­ing unsanc­tioned record­ings, the cen­sor­ship was relaxed and the gov­ern­ment instead sought to study what was pop­u­lar and cre­ate what they believed would be social­ist-friend­ly ana­logues to the cur­rent trends. The tape music cul­ture also took the careers of var­i­ous song­writ­ers even fur­ther than even bone records could, as their music reached even new­er heights, estab­lish­ing musi­cians like Bulat Okudzha­va, Vladimir Vysot­sky, and Arkady Sev­erny as house­hold names and earn­ing them oft-unspo­ken approval by the author­i­ties, if not oppor­tu­ni­ties to offi­cial­ly per­form their music out­right.

By the 1970s, the Melodiya label began releas­ing jazz record­ings as well as what they called Vocal-Instru­men­tal Ensem­bles, a sort of pop or soft rock heav­i­ly influ­enced by psy­che­del­ic aes­thet­ics and funk from abroad. This will­ing­ness to open up to new gen­res of music led to the cre­ation of gen­res which are whol­ly unique to the Sovi­et expe­ri­ence, a sound tra­di­tion which per­sists even today, and is even being revived by some bands such as SOYUZ from Belarus. While West­ern media was already avail­able to some degree among the oth­er East­ern Bloc coun­tries, by the mid-80s, the sit­u­a­tion had changed so far to the point that West­ern music was avail­able in stores in the Sovi­et Union prop­er, with very minor con­trols com­pared to the past. The first ever offi­cial­ly-sanc­tioned vinyl of The Bea­t­les was released by Melodiya in 1986.

Bone Music’s Modern Afterlife

Today, the tra­di­tion of bone records is enjoy­ing a sim­i­lar revival, with Coates’ and Heart­field­’s project going on for over a decade now and con­tin­u­ing to reach new audi­ences. Sim­i­lar­ly, a Los Ange­les-based record label, Blank City Records, has tak­en to press­ing their own releas­es onto lim­it­ed-edi­tion vin­tage X‑rays, rein­ter­pret­ing the spir­it of boot­leg­ging in a con­tem­po­rary con­text.

In the era where prac­ti­cal­ly any song is avail­able to stream instant­ly, the idea that some­thing so harm­less and acces­si­ble was once very dan­ger­ous to own or seek can serve as a moment to reassess many of the things we take for grant­ed, and while music isn’t a neces­si­ty in the strictest sense of the word, the idea that some indi­vid­u­als risked their free­dom and some­times even lives to get a chance to lis­ten to the sounds of oth­er cul­tures and share them with oth­ers is a point that many can admire. As one for­mer boot­leg­ger sen­tenced to prison remarked to Coates, “We did­n’t do it for mon­ey. We did it for the adven­ture. We did it to get the music out to the peo­ple.”

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