Chapter 1469 Emergency Braking
Came, cross-border, play tickets—
When people mention Anson's release albums, they often tend to be stereotyped in a general way, and even refuse to listen to the music created by Anson, jump into the conclusion impatiently, and then simply and roughly classify Anson's music into the ranks of "fans who blindly applaud and applaud".
Even Anson himself often jokes that he is an actor, but in the final analysis, the album and music are just means of adjustment.
However, is this really the case?
It can be seen from today that Ansen is an idea and connotation, and has the courage and courage to explore with his own talent.
So, when Mike and Dustin are still trapped in their own frame of taking it for granted-
The mediocre sound is not suitable for being the main theme. Music that lacks impact has no market. Losing one's own characteristics is equivalent to destroying one's future.
And so on.
But Anson used the time of a song to break the stereotypes, subvert traditional concepts, and once again awaken their beautiful memories of music deep in their memory.
To a certain extent, the impact brought by this song just now is no less than "wake me up", and may even be better.
It turns out that this is the charm of music; it turns out that this is the music that Ansen is preparing to create.
In my mind, there was a roar, and I was briefly shocked.
Subconsciously, Mike looked at Dustin.
But this time, Dustin didn't have time to pay attention to Mike, staring at Anson intently, and could feel his excitement and excitement even before he spoke.
My heart is surging and my blood is boiling.
"Anson, this song... was this song you just created temporarily?" There were countless thoughts in my head, and Dustin just threw a question casually.
Anson's smile rose directly, "No, no."
"Haha. But I'll choose to play this song now, because of you: Hey, there's really no need for you to hold me that tightly."
A small joke made the atmosphere relax.
Think about it seriously, this song does fit perfectly with Warner Records’ current mentality, and Mike and Dustin are trying to use all their strength to catch Anson.
But unexpectedly, An Sen actually made fun of them.
However, Mike didn't mind and teased, "If you let Dustin kneel down now, he won't have any hesitation."
Dustin did not refute, and looked at Anson with a eager look on his face. His eyes and expressions were clear and said: Give me a signal, I will do it right away.
The pressure is huge.
Ansen raised his right hand and pressed down repeatedly, "'Wait', haven't you heard my singing? Wait, please be patient, I have no intention of running away."
"Just... Give me some time."
A smile appeared in Mike's eyes and he spoke subconsciously, but hesitated, "This song just now...so, what happened to you recently..."
An Sen was stunned, not sure.
Looking at Anson's open-minded look, Mike stuttered, and he stopped talking, and his explanation also stumbled, "I mean, with such a heart-wrenching melody, have you experienced some setbacks recently?"
This time, Ansen finally understood—
Mike is hinting that was inspired by his own emotional pain? This is the reason why Anson's music style changes by 180 degrees?
puff.
Ansen laughed out loud, "No, no, no, it's not from my personal experience, but from my friends."
Mike understood it and showed a "you know, I know" expression, "Friend, yes, friend. At that time, if the media asks, just stick to this kind of speech." An Sen laughed silently—
Look, this is life, and no one believes it to him.
In fact, the inspiration for the creation of this song just now did come from a friend, Chris Evans.
In recent times, the relationship between Chris Evans and Jessica Bale has entered a Cold War period. The endless quarrels have made both of them tired. It may take some time and space to calm each other down. So Chris came to New York and temporarily settled in Anson's house.
Looking at Chris, who was drunk every night but never drunk, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall when it was late at night, quietly staring at Manhattan outside the window in a daze, Anson deeply felt the mismatch of this relationship.
Maybe they should break up, but neither side can bear to leave each other because they still love each other but cannot tolerate daily friction.
More importantly, Chris and Jessica are still young. They don’t know how to communicate. They often become quarrels as they communicate, quarrels as they quarrel, quarrels as they quarrel but forget the reason for the quarrel at the beginning, and even don’t remember who should apologize and how to reconcile, so they are trapped in their place.
Anson has no answer to this.
Although Anson was a human being in his two lives, just like "It is difficult for a clean official to make a decision". The relationship is changing with others. Others claim to be sober and calm, but they still can't see clearly. Even if they understand the whole truth, they still cannot solve all the problems. The only thing he can do is to ensure that Chris is not alone.
Always waiting by the side, Anson could feel that Jessica, like Chris, still loved him, but could not find a way to come back.
So, this is the lyrics of the line, "Hold me tight while you are waiting."
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Perhaps, some problems are not solved. Sincerity is the only way to each other and a way to return to each other.
But Mike is right—
If this song is released, media reporters will not let it go easily, and those hyenas will not let go of the smell of blood.
But Anson is not going to share the story of Chris and Jessica, it is theirs. So, it seems that An Sen can't get rid of this culprit?
Anson's smile rose completely and nodded slightly to Mike, "Don't worry, I won't let go."
A smile appeared in Mike's eyes. He tried his best to control himself, but his body leaned forward slightly uncontrollably, "Ansen, that song just now..."
The name of that song.
Although Mike knew that he should not remember the song with the label of the title song, his inner emotions still surged.
However, before he could finish his words, Anson raised his right hand and signaled to stop Mike.
"Wait."
Anson said.
Then, Ansen turned around and faced the piano again and played on the black and white keys—
A small chord.
It's not complete, it's just two eight-beat chords and some scattered melodies.
Everything comes from just now.
Just during the performance, some inspiration was accidentally leaked into my mind, like a meteor; originally, Ansen didn't care, because the inspiration flashed and passed in a flash, but calmed down and talked, without warning, the inspiration hit my heart again, and continued to roar in my mind.
The stories of Chris Evans and Jessica Bell have different development possibilities. Maybe they will have each other again, but maybe they will part ways, especially Anson knows the development of the follow-up story of his previous life, and those sighs and helplessness, those bitterness and glooms burst out with sparks.
A little bit of urgency, a little bit of excitement.
Emotions were surging and even began to burst out.
Anson had to interrupt the conversation, turned around and sat in front of the piano, calmed down, felt the power of the collision between the fingertips and the keys, injected vitality into the repeated chords, and finally gathered into a trickle.
(This chapter ends)