Chapter 1235 Soaring in the Wind
Everything was finally revealed before our eyes, in an incredible way.
The stage is simple and unpretentious, even to the point of being crude, but it strips away all distracting factors and allows the attention to be completely focused on the music.
From Anson, to Miles joining, to Connor and Lily, although it is simple, it allows everyone to feel the addition of instruments and changes in music, showing the charm of the band in such a way .
Singing. Play. musical instruments.
The puzzle pieces are put together piece by piece, and finally the whole stage is revealed. Everything is about music and only about music.
Eye-opening!
The process of artistic creation is vividly and vividly staged in front of our eyes in an experimental way. The vitality of the music and the band is like a flower blooming bit by bit.
Ah, that’s it.
That’s it!
Before the brain could react, the shock and impact had already stirred deep in the soul. However, it was too late to sigh and was completely involved in the storm.
Unexpectedly, Anson and Miles exchanged glances. They both pressed the strings, and the melody disappeared.
Almost at the same time, Connor's first bass string sounded.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
One vibration, the lingering aftertaste.
Anson, Miles and Lily exchanged glances with each other, and smiles bloomed in their eyes:
When I was just practicing, Connor kept making mistakes over and over again, just like this, over and over again, endlessly; now Perfectly staged without any mistakes.
Sure enough, actual combat is the most important thing.
Directly in front, the camera immediately captured the tacit cooperation between the band members. Although no one knew what the meaning of those smiles was; the chemical reaction between the interlaced eyes was injected into the performance, and in the end Become part of the notes, creating ripples in the air.
Connor is an exception.
Connor had no time to rejoice and cheer, he was completely immersed in the performance and was 100% immersed in it.
This is a fretless bass that requires absolute concentration and a high degree of control. Connor felt the frequency of the strings and heartbeats intertwining and colliding, mesmerized.
During the previous practice, Connor's attention was all on the rhythm, that is, the technique. His mind was filled with the idea of "can't make mistakes, can't make mistakes", and he had no time to savor the melody and lyrics.
However, the performance had just begun. From Anson to Miles, the emotions they poured into the performance quietly plucked Connor's heartstrings.
He has always been an insignificant existence.
In the band, the bass has always been ignored by people; after leaving New York, Lily and Miles were still engaged in music-related jobs, but he was the only one who returned to his hometown cowardly and became a supermarket tally clerk, giving up music completely.
In his life and in their musical dreams, he himself never seemed to be a particularly important existence.
Anson told him that was not the case -
It was not words, but actions.
From "Hero" to "Long Live Life" to tonight's "Another Light", Anson has set up a moment for Bass to shine alone, allowing him to stand under the spotlight and show the charm of Bass.
Perhaps people will never realize that the bass is the core of the band.
But it doesn't matter, they always shine in the night sky in their own way.
Immersion. Focus.
Sometimes gentle, sometimes strong, the low and graceful bass moves through the air, depicting the framework and outline of the melody. It is obviously inconspicuous, but it still firmly captures the ears, filling the entire Staples Center. Drag and drop into the world of the August 31st band and witness the birth of miracles. Guitar. Cello.
Different string tones re-sound around the bass, intertwining, circling, surging, and resonating, just like elves flapping their wings, scattering star dust all over the sky, but the insignificant little dust fills the entire night sky gorgeously and brightly, and the faint and insignificant light ignites The fire deep in the soul.
Uncontrollably, my heart is surging.
Then.
The keyboard joins in, and the clear and cheerful key sounds are still wrapped around the bass, jumping, tumbling, gurgling; hitting, flying, and mercury pouring to the ground.
Everything is completely centered on Connor.
You looked at me, I looked at you, the members of the August 31st band exchanged glances with each other, without words or the need for words, and smiles crept up the corners of their mouths again.
It’s not joy or happiness, it’s pure enjoyment. The corners of the mouth naturally rise slightly, injecting the warmth and brightness of the soul into the instrument, and finally evolves into the playing of notes.
Deng, Deng, Deng, Deng, Deng, Deng.
Faster and faster, faster and faster, the whole world was spinning around the stage at high speed, and the heart in my chest could no longer be controlled, so it rushed out.
Archie was stunned.
My mind went blank, and I stared blankly at the big screen, my mind agitated, tears still hanging on my eyelashes with no time to fall, sadness and bitterness, pain and darkness pulling at the depths of my soul.
However, at this time, my blood was boiling and I couldn't help but want to run wildly——
In the vast desert, on the vast glaciers, in the dense and deep forests, wantonly Run wildly.
It’s like returning to childhood, carefree, just wanting to run, without reason or purpose, running all the way, running, running, with a smile on the corners of my mouth, wantonly and happily He laughed happily, happily.
Growing through pain, becoming stronger through setbacks, in the end, their hearts blossomed into flowers on top of the stubborn stone.
Amidst the galloping and turbulent melody, Anson finally spoke again, but there were no lyrics. He just transformed all his emotions into singing amidst the roar of the performance.
Sing with all your heart, loudly.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhing”
Those pains, those scars, those struggles, all are vented while running and singing. Go out, unreservedly and nakedly show the most primitive, simple and vulnerable self.
But, he is not afraid.
On the contrary, those scars and fragility are the reasons why he is strong.
He will not flinch, he will not be afraid, and he will not surrender. Even if it is the most insignificant ray of light, he will bloom quietly in his corner.
So, dear Archie, and the millions of wounded souls who are listening to the band August 31st, run, run without fear, run with all your heart.
As if this is the end of the world, as if this is the first day of a new life.
“Ah, ah ah... ah ah!”
Climbing steadily, and continuing to climb, all the energy deep in the soul is released at this moment, climbing one high note after another, the power that penetrates the sky, crosses the ocean and overlooks the forest, rushes from the soles of the feet to the top of the head. A numbness explodes across the board, and the earth's heart tide cannot be controlled. Surging, just immersed in the world of music and running wildly.
Goosebumps, screams.
My blood was obviously boiling, and I was ready to make a move, but I was pinned to the chair and in place by the mighty impact. I stared at this scene dumbfounded, letting my world fall apart like this.
The entire Staples Center was involved in this storm, inside and outside, and no one was exempt.
(End of this chapter)