Chapter 1232 Don’t be prude
Noisy, noisy, bustling.
During the short intermission, the Staples Center was busy.
However, it passed in a blink of an eye, and before I even had time to relax, the second half of the awards ceremony was ready, and the live broadcast was about to start again.
Wait, things are a little weird——
The stage has not changed. What's going on?
At the Grammys, performance is undoubtedly the top priority. The lighting, scenery and design of each stage will be specially adjusted to provide the audience with the most top-notch performance feast.
Among them, the opening of the first and second half is the absolute focus.
This year's Grammy opened with Beyoncé, which shows that the Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences attaches great importance to it; the second half was originally opened with Janet Jackson and Luther Vandross, showing the past and present of the Grammy.
As a result, the "Super Bowl incident" disrupted the original plan without warning, and things fell into a maze. How the Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences handled the opening performance of the second half has also become the focus of Hollywood.
This is a hot potato——
Everyone knows that this is an opportunity, and if you seize it well, you can become famous; but at the same time, you are under huge pressure, and there is only a short week before the awards ceremony to rush the ducks to the shelves. What if something goes wrong?
At that time, people may look at you with sympathy, but sympathy will not help. Behind the pity and regret, there is gloating and adding insult to injury.
For a while, Hollywood rumors were abuzz, but none of them were confirmed.
CBS TV station has done a good job of confidentiality and has not leaked the secrets to this day. This made the expectations of the guests at the awards ceremony soaring to the highest level.
But now?
According to common sense, the intermission is to set the stage, but now the stage has not changed and it seems not prepared at all.
An ominous premonition quietly emerged:
Is there a possibility that Grammy simply didn't find a suitable substitute and rushed to use the fourteenth substitute plan at the last moment? It had to be done if it didn't work, and it was too late to set up the stage.
Will this turn into a disaster?
In the flash of lightning, all kinds of speculations and thoughts surged in the air.
Depressed and dull, tense and anxious.
The entire Staples Center was like a pressure cooker, tense to the extreme.
five. Four. three. two. one.
In the second half, the live broadcast begins.
However, the stage is still empty, with no scenery, no lights, rough and primitive, simple and mediocre, nakedly placed there——
Like a joke.
"Live broadcast accident", this is probably the common thought in everyone's mind at the Staples Center. Following the Super Bowl, there was a second live broadcast accident within a week. This is enough to go down in the history of North American television.
Perhaps, the only thing to be thankful for is that the CBS TV station was delayed by five minutes, and now the national audience has not noticed this disaster for the time being.
Gloria's mind was filled with questions at this moment. The big screen at the Staples Center was live broadcast simultaneously. They could see the situation inside simultaneously, but no one had the answer. They didn't know what was going on.
Archie looked at Gloria, whom he believed had the answers to all his questions.
But Gloria also had a look of astonishment on her face and spread her hands, knowing nothing.
"Is this normal?"
"I don't know either."
"Isn't it a live broadcast accident?"
"I...don't know either."
Not only them, but the audience at the entrance of Staples Center were all confused. No one understood what happened, and no one knew how to respond.
However, at this moment.
Archie looked at the screen with wide eyes and exclaimed incomprehensibly.
"Ah..."
Gloria looked over conditionedly and froze on the spot.
Anson? That's not who Anson Wood is!
Everyone inside and outside the Staples Center was stunned and shocked——
What's going on?
On a simple stage, there are no dazzling lights, and there is no turning off the lights and turning on the spotlights to create a mysterious effect. Everything is told in a straightforward manner, and all the corners of the stage are displayed before your eyes.
Then Anson came on the scene.
A light blue collarless shirt with vertical stripes, a light gray suit jacket and trousers, but the sleeves of the suit jacket are rolled up in half, and paired with a pair of white flat shoes, it looks casual.
Carrying a guitar on his back, with the breeze on his sleeves, he was relaxed and casual, as if he just happened to pass by the Staples Center accidentally, happened to see the excitement here, and dropped by for a visit.
Some time ago, Anson sang in a New York bar, where there was at least one light and one chair, creating a quiet and beautiful atmosphere.
In front of me, there were no lights and no chairs, and it was even more primitive.
No matter how bad or chaotic it is, at least the lighting engineer can use a spotlight to control the scene, use the spotlight to focus on Anson, cover up the simplicity and roughness of the stage, and at the same time create opportunities for the on-site staff to save the situation and prevent things from getting worse. Oops.
However, this didn't either.
The stage lights were all bright, showing the unadorned and unadorned platform in every detail, exposing all the ugliness in front of our eyes.
Unbelievable, unimaginable.
This scene was so unexpected and shocking that I lost the ability to react, and all the guests and audiences inside and outside the Staples Center froze.
Everyone was stunned and dumbfounded, staring at the stage in a daze, but no one knew what was happening?
So——
This is the opening act of the second half, the August 31st band's temporary rescue? Or will Anson take the stage to tell everyone that an accident occurred during the live broadcast, and now the cooperation of all guests is required to perform a miracle within five minutes?
Or maybe Anson would do a stand-up comedy to show his respect? It’s not like CBS TV’s live broadcast team will all turn into zombies, and a Hollywood movie will be staged at the Staples Center in the next second, right?
Suddenly, my mind was open and I was thinking wildly.
But no one knew the correct answer. They all stared at Anson like fools——
At this moment, Anson is the only one who holds the answer.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Anson came to the microphone calmly, bathed in the bustling but silent eyes of the audience, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.
"Hello, good evening."
Actually, said hello?
But there was no self-introduction, and no more words. Then, Anson lowered his head and was immersed in his own world.
But then, Anson lifted the guitar behind him, held it in his arms, and lightly touched the strings with his fingertips, and clear and bright string sounds rippled out.
In the heart lake, the ripples spread slightly.
However, Anson did not play along with the flow. Instead, he pressed the strings with his fingertips and raised his head again, his face full of concentration.
"Ahem."
Cleared his throat.
"Let's get started."
Wait, start with what? Why did it start? Where are the other members of the August 31st band? Why did Anson appear on the stage and why did it start?
Question marks came one after another, almost engulfing the entire Staples Center.
However, there is still no time to breathe, because Anson has already started——
No accompaniment, no melody, just singing a cappella.
Everything, return to its original nature, return to the original, there is only a voice, strip away the complexities, wash away the lead, and show the most essential appearance of the voice.
(End of chapter)