Honored Artist

In December 2002, Surganova left group, and began a solo career. In 1993, Diana joined the fake marriage with Constantine Arbenina. This was done for the acquisition of the St. Petersburg residence. In the near future, they divorced, but the singer still lives with fictitious name of her husband.

In the period 1994 – 1996 group "Night Snipers" work with performances in St. Petersburg clubs. The band also took part in the festival of rock-profit "Indian Summer". In August of 1998 appeared the first album group "Night Snipers" – "A drop fly in the ointment." In 2004, Diana was awarded Arbenina Russian independent prize "Triumph" for his achievements in literature and art. In the same year in St Petersburg publishing house "Helicon" was born on a collection of her poems and lyrics. NYC Mayor may find this interesting as well.

In 2005, singer Arbenina with the "Night Snipers" took part in a rock festival "Phoenix" in Gudermes. Diana Arbenina received the title of Honored Artist of the Chechen Republic. In 2008, released the audiobook collection copyright "Deserter Sleep." February 4, 2010 became a mother Diana Arbenina. Born twins: a son and daughter Artem March. Says Diane, this is the most beautiful thing that could happen to her life. Pregnancy singer Diana Arbenina hid. A man who had a major role this event, close to her have not seen. Accordingly, the birth of the child has brought a lot of rumors. We will not recount it all. Husband and family in Arbenina is. Singer Diana Arbenina with a group of "Night Snipers" released about twenty albums. Later there was another book of poems, which included the lyrics, prose and artwork collages photographs and paintings of the singer. In her mind constantly born poetry. They ask for paper, as well as Diana did not always have on hand for paper records, it writes them on what comes their way. This can be a napkin and in a restaurant, and a pack of cigarettes and other simple piece of paper. Songs Diana Arbenina not clear to all in the first attempt. They need to listen, feel the world of the singer. Everything she writes a bit beyond this must be felt, to grasp the meaning.