Chapter 1229: Cloudy and foggy
In the past five or six years, the music market has become more and more unified. Rap, dance music, and pop have dominated the market with a sweeping attitude, so that the living space of other music types has been completely squeezed. Folk, jazz, Not to mention bluegrass, soul, etc., even rock music has declined now.
Everyone laments that rock and roll is dead.
It is precisely because of this that all four major Grammy awards were awarded to Norah Jones last year, which is undoubtedly a feat and won a round of applause.
However, even the Grammys have been looking for a balance in the face of the torrent of the market. They have been slimming down over the years, shortening the time of the award ceremony and reducing the number of award categories. In the past, Grammy-nominated works could always find highlights. The treasures are now becoming less and less.
For niche music and independent music, the living space is shrinking.
To make matters worse, musicians began to lose their faith and hope, and either all started to switch to pop and dance music tracks, or they were completely eliminated.
Music that once flourished with a hundred flowers and had distinctive personality is losing its edge, while the artistic spirit of innovation and exploration is also withering.
However, tonight, on August 31st, the band emerged as an alternative dark horse. A trophy for the best alternative album showed its sense of existence. Miles' passionate and passionate acceptance speech once again made everyone present. Music creators feel the weight of dreams.
As Miles said, continuing to believe in music and continuing to believe in dreams is the only way for them to realize the meaning of life and ignite hope with their own souls.
The loud applause couldn't stop at all.
Even after the band members left the stage, the heat wave was still lingering in the Staples Center, and the whistles and cheers were still rising.
Finally, the award-receiving session ended peacefully. Higgins exhaled a long breath on the side, his heart still beating wildly in his chest.
Then, raising his head, Higgins looked at Anson and the others. Anson and the others were also exchanging glances with each other. They all burst into laughter with a lingering fear.
Even now, it is still foggy and confused, and it seems that it is still impossible to be 100% sure about what happened just now.
After a hearty laugh and exchanging glances, Connor couldn't help but ask.
"We...really won the award?"
The voice was full of doubt and surprise, with a sense of joy.
Miles raised the gramophone trophy in his hand, "It seems so now, but I hope they didn't award it wrong."
Then looking at Anson, Miles' expression showed a little shyness, "Sorry, I thought everyone would have a chance to give an acceptance speech..."
But they didn't expect that they were rushed off the awards ceremony in a hurry, so that Anson didn't get a chance to speak at all.
Anson laughed heartily, "I like your speech. Have you prepared it in advance?"
Miles shook his head cautiously, "No."
Anson, "I know. But it is precisely this kind of heartfelt speech that has the power, much better than those speeches that read out a list of thanked people."
Miles scratched his head, "Anson..."
Lily bumped Miles' shoulder, "I know, we all know, you especially want to thank Anson, Connor and I didn't even say a word."
Obviously, this is a joke.
Miles looked particularly embarrassed and muttered for a long time without uttering a single word.
Seeing Miles's expression, Anson and Lily burst into laughter.
Connor stopped Miles on the shoulder and said, "They're playing tricks on you, idiot."
Laughter burst out again.
Anson was particularly happy, not because Miles had just thanked him, but because they were still friends after returning from their respective days in Europe. In just three years since entering Hollywood, Anson has experienced the turmoil of Vanity Fair.
There are people like Hayden Christensen, and no one knows what happened until now; there are people like Brad Renfro and Jake Gyllenhaal, who are constantly torn between the gains and losses of fame and fortune. .
But there are also people like Miles, Lily and Connor who have gone through troughs and hardships. They have faced the temptation of fame and fortune, but they still stick to their hearts despite going round and round. Although they long for success, they have never given up. My love for music and dreams.
People often say that in the face of the cruelty of reality and interests, everyone else has succumbed, everyone is like this, society and life are so dark, and then they sell their souls with peace of mind to defend their humbleness and ugliness.
However, precisely because life is like this, how to persist in ourselves and make choices in the face of cruel reality is the key to our success.
Anson was very lucky that that afternoon in Manhattan, he took steps toward the group of friends in front of him.
Maybe they are on different paths, but that doesn't mean they are no longer friends.
It is precisely because of this that they should have a perfect ending to tonight.
"Hey, we don't have time to waste, you don't want the show to be messed up later, do you?"
Anson reminded with a big smile, and the three people suddenly became furious.
"Ah, practice, practice!"
"Why did you forget this, Connor, you have to practice harder."
"I know, I know, it's imminent, let's go there now."
"Dan, how much time do we have?"
"Ah, don't ask, we need to focus on practice and grasp the time firmly."
Although panicked and nervous, no one complained and no one gave up. Anson came up with an outrageous inspiration, and they united without hesitation and worked together to get into the music and move forward side by side.
Higgins watched with astonishment on his face as the band members ran all the way back to the practice room, his brain unable to keep up for a while.
The Grammy Awards were celebrated in such a short time that they didn't even have time to light up a cigarette, and then they couldn't wait to get back to music.
The enthusiasm was so gorgeous and charming.
Higgins himself didn't realize it, and inadvertently revealed some yearning and envy. It turns out that there can still be a kind of purity in Vanity Fair. It turns out that not everyone in Vanity Fair is willing to join in the misfortune. It turns out that in the cruel reality, you can still believe in dreams, and your mind can't help it. The ground was boiling under control.
Now, Higgins finally understood somewhat what Anson and the others were doing.
The band briefly appeared on stage on August 31 and then disappeared. The guests at the Staples Center looked around but could not see Anson and the others. They vaguely noticed something unusual and exchanged glances one after another——
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Things may not be that simple.
Outside the arena, Gloria also noticed it.
"Are Anson and the others planning something?"
Archie didn't know why and asked with his eyes.
Gloria explained, "Anson always has wonderful ideas hidden in his mind, bringing surprises again and again, and it seems to be the same in front of him. Anson and the others disappeared again, and the live broadcast camera never showed a close-up of them in their seats. , so..."
Archie still didn't know what he should expect, but the light in his eyes began to surge involuntarily, and a joy that was indescribable in words was emerging.
(End of chapter)