Chapter 227 No one pays attention
People come and people go.
The tide rises, the tide surges.
The New York in front of me seems busy and noisy. The crowds of people coming and going fill the field of view, but no one wants to stop.
Even if there are no smartphones now, this steel forest is still busy, still crowded, and still cold. Everyone is like a wind-up doll, moving at full speed without a soul and unable to stop. The whistling and noise turned the space scene into a blur of light and shadow.
The data world is like the "Matrix".
A person is just a set of data that has no intersection and refuses to pass by each other in a hurry.
It is precisely because of this that the melody that no one cares about is even more special.
Quiet and sad, bright and clear, it colors the world with musical notes. The thin golden sunshine has a trace of warmth, and the eyes and ears follow it.
It was a four-piece band, guitar, keyboard, drummer... cello.
Anson, a little surprised.
After Linkin Park integrated rap and electronics into rock, rock bands ushered in an era of comprehensive development, with more and more different combinations of different instruments.
However, cellos are still very rare.
As a classical instrument, the bass of the cello is difficult to find a match in the band. Even the bass with the same bass part is not on the same frequency as the cello. It is easy to fight if you are not careful, let alone live performance. , even the arrangement faces many difficulties.
One-Republic released the single "Apologize" in 2006. This song was arranged entirely around the cello, opening up a new world in the style of a pop rock band; however, Even after "Apology" became a hit, the use of the cello in rock bands was still uncommon.
But I didn’t expect that I saw a cello in a street performance today——
Wait a minute, is this the republican era that has not yet become famous?
Anson was a little curious.
Unfortunately, no.
There was no Ryan Tedder, and no other members of Republic Era were seen.
Moreover, it seemed that it was either a folk band or a pure rock band. After a cursory look, Anson did not see any familiar faces.
Sure enough, folk Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, as early as 2000, there were already bands studying the effect of adding different classical instruments to the arrangement. Before people saw the results, predecessors had already planted trees for a long time. It's time.
If you think about it seriously, it’s not surprising.
"Apology" was released as a single in 2006, but it didn't become an instant hit until 2008 when it was used as the soundtrack for the TV series "Gossip Girl."
It is indeed not easy to use the cello in a rock band; it will take a longer process to be widely accepted by the general public.
The same goes for the band in front of them -
How to use the cello correctly is still a subject, so the melody they played is a little stumbling and not completely harmonious.
At the same time, the pedestrians coming and going refused to stop. They didn't even give a glance or a glance, and they couldn't see their existence at all.
In the past, when I saw street performances in movies, such as "Meet You in New York Again", it was inevitable that I would have some romantic imaginations about street performances; but now, I know from the memory of the original owner that the predecessor also had I tried performing on the street, but the actual situation was much worse and crueler than I imagined.
In New York, not everyone can perform on the street. They must apply for a permit from the City Hall and perform in a designated area. If they change the performance area, they need to report to the City Hall again.
Although performance income does not need to be taxed, it is not a lucrative job. In New York, where land is at a premium, the cost of daily rent and three meals a day is enough to crush the shoulders of an independent musician. In addition to street performances, Other part-time jobs may be needed to cover living expenses.
It is true that New York is a land of opportunity; but at the same time, the competition is extremely fierce, and the expenses are so high that it is impossible to live without hope, and there is no hope. The moving and graceful melody has reached a stage, but the cello box placed on the ground in front of me is still empty, and there is not even an audience.
The faces of the four people have different expressions, but they are also written with fatigue and bitterness. It seems that they will break with the slightest touch, and then they can no longer hold on.
They were dazed, confused, and even helpless. They did not even make eye contact, dodging their eyes to hide their inner emotions at this moment.
Then, finally one person couldn't stand it any longer. He didn't say anything. He just took off his guitar, mumbled a few words, turned around and wanted to leave. Someone next to him grabbed him and tried to dissuade him. Although he didn't say anything, that person did. He collapsed and exploded, falling into a fit of madness.
“I’ve had enough!”
“Jesus Christ, I have no hope and no plan, I’m not young anymore and I don’t know that I can still be on the streets like this How long should I wander around?"
"I, I hope I have the answer, I hope I can be indestructible, I hope I can continue wandering and indulge as if nothing has happened, but..."
"I... …”
The voice came along the wind. He turned his back to Anson and stood there with his shoulders slumped down. He was at a loss and his emotions were vented. He didn't finish his words, but he couldn't say any more. He looked at the three teammates in front of him. The figure was suddenly swallowed by guilt and rubbed his face hard.
"Sorry."
Without an apology, the man turned around and strode away, merged into the surging crowd, and disappeared.
However, what is really sad is that-
No one pays attention.
Even though they were arguing and accusing, even though their voices were carried by the wind and even Anson heard them, no one stopped.
Life in New York is so busy that there is no time to stop and watch the excitement. There are so many people coming and going, nothing has changed.
Those three people stood in the middle of the sea of people. Although the whole world was noisy, they seemed particularly lonely, and a touch of bitterness spread on the tip of their tongues.
Inexplicably, Anson thought of "Titanic".
Just when the ship sank, everyone was running around trying to survive, but the band was still standing on the deck playing music. They knew that no one was listening and no one could stop, but they still persisted. Trying to use your own melody to bring a sense of comfort, even if it's just a momentary semblance.
The melodious and moving melody could not make people stop, nor could it save the Titanic from sinking, but at that moment, life was warm.
This is the power of movies, and even more so, the power of music.
Then, Anson saw the remaining three people showing sad despair and confusion. At the end of the silence, they lowered their heads, began to pack their instruments, and prepared to leave.
The young man holding the cello looked awkward and tried to stop the band members, but was unable to speak. He sat there blankly, almost crying.
Although he did not speak, he was worried that everything was his fault. It was because of the presence of the cello that he was holding back his friends; he wanted to leave, but the reluctance in his heart stuck in his throat. , there was a glimmer in his eyes, and he quickly raised his hand to rub his eyes to cover up his embarrassment.
A voice came from the front, causing them all to stop temporarily.
"Sorry, can I enjoy another song?"
Third update.
(End of this chapter)