Chapter 546 Sparks of Inspiration
When I was a child, I liked summer because it was summer vacation. I didn’t need to go to school or do homework. I could play as much as I wanted and enjoy a little time.
When I grow up, I like summer because of celebrations, carnivals and holidays, watermelons, fireworks, the sea, and afternoons when I am still sweating despite the air conditioning.
Even if I spend the whole summer doing nothing, I still miss summer.
However.
The Columbine school shooting occurred on April 22, and the lives of those children ended abruptly and disappeared forever before the summer arrived.
The story of "Elephant" takes place at the end of August when summer is coming to an end, and the lives in the story will always stay in the last midsummer.
They, those fresh and youthful souls, those young and innocent lives, are buried forever under the sunshine and splendor of summer.
Honestly, Anson couldn't imagine, couldn't imagine with all his imagination, what it must be like for parents to know that their children's ordinary day at school ended in such a way.
Without real experience, relying solely on imagination is still too shallow after all.
People always say that death is painful, of course, this is true; but what is more painful than death is to continue to live, because they have to embrace those wounds and wait quietly for spring to come——
Someone can Wait, say goodbye to the past, open your arms, and embrace the new life; but some people stay in that summer forever and can never leave.
It is just a thought, but it grows and spreads in the blood for a long time, making you feel the torture day and night when you breathe.
Summer time is so short and so long, carrying the temperature and power of life. When summer ends, youth seems to have come to an end——
Graduation, they are like this Scattered at the end of the world, embarking on a new journey of life.
Saying goodbye to summer, it seems that I can no longer continue to play and slowly learn to grow up.
For a long time, seasons have been seasons. The changes of seasons only record the passage of time, but they start to be different from a certain moment. Seasons are no longer just seasons. Seasons represent memory, life and also represent Life.
The melody flows in my mind.
"Summer comes and flies by; innocence cannot last forever. When summer ends, please wake me up (wake-me-up-when-summer-ends)." (Note 1)
The lyrics come to my mind naturally.
The bright but sad guitar chords fly up and down in the gloomy and melodious cello strings, just like the heartbeat and pulse they feel when they step on the sunset and catch the tail of summer and run all the way——
So powerful, so reality.
Anson thought, maybe they could make an album about summer and youth. The concept of the whole album is like "Elephant", intercepting a summer in the youth years, blooming briefly and wantonly, And at the end of the summer, they went their separate ways and scattered all over the world.
In fact, it’s not just graduation season.
The same goes for life.
At the age of twenty-five, it was also summer when the family suddenly encountered changes.
Once, for a long, long time, he refused to accept the cruel reality, refused to accept the fact that his father ran away alone and disappeared, refused to accept the fact that they had nothing to escape into trouble, refused to accept the fact that they had gone from heaven to heaven overnight. Hell of a fact, the memory of that time has become blurry and no matter how hard I try, I can't recall the details.
All that remains in my mind is the pain, the struggle and tugging that my internal organs are burning, and I use all my strength to deny reality.
That summer was so long and so hot, it seemed like there would never be an end in sight.
On the one hand, he ran with all his strength, trying to escape the summer that would never end; on the other hand, he hesitated and lingered in place, because the end of summer means growing up and also means reality. .
I couldn't help but close my eyes, temporarily escape from reality, hide in my own world, listen to the sound of summer burning, waiting for that moment -
Waiting for the moment to grow up, waiting to face it calmly. The moment of pain, the moment when time heals the wound, the moment when summer comes again, the moment when the wound heals and life revives.
Then. Unconsciously, they grew up like this.
Quietly, looking at Eric with a disappointed face, looking at the students who were sorting themselves out, and looking at the crew members hugging each other to celebrate the completion, an inspiration took root. It sprouts, then grows and spreads uncontrollably.
"At this moment, the rain falls from the stars again, soaking my pain again and becoming who we are now; when the memory is silent, we will never forget the loss. When the summer is over, please wake me up."
Just as in The inspiration for helping Jack during the filming of "Cat and Mouse Game" is the same. Those scars, pain and torture are a kind of torture when you experience them personally, but when you grow up and look back on those years, what comes to mind is not those happy and beautiful things. The moments of memory are the ups and downs and frustrations that have tempered and polished oneself.
That is the moment when you achieve yourself.
So people always say that pain is the source of artistic creation.
Of course, artists will also create when they are happy, but these creations are often wrapped in a layer of colorful sugar coating and cannot truly touch the soul.
But that is not the case when you are in pain. Those anger, sadness, anxiety, struggle, torture and scars can always give birth to countless tensions and sparks.
Sure enough——
The strategy of leaving Los Angeles to take a break and adjust was the right one.
Leave the unchanged recording studio on the first floor, change the routine of daily life, feel, experience and live again, let your thoughts become active, and your inspiration will be rekindled at the right time.
"...Anson?"
There was a call in his ears, and Anson finally got out of his thoughts, and then he saw the worried faces of Alex and Eric.
Smile, rise.
"Sorry, my mind just went to Oz for a short while."
Anson made a little joke.
Alex was confused and his eyes were full of confusion.
Eric gently raised his chin thoughtfully, and looked at Anson again with eyes that were obviously excited and excited.
Anson did not explain, "Why, did I miss something?"
Alex shook his head heartlessly, "No, we just..." The words paused For a moment, he looked a little shy, glanced at Eric, and tried to muster up courage, "We just want to ask you if we can take a photo with you. You know, such an opportunity does not come often."
"Perhaps, this is the only evidence that we have filmed a movie."
Anson was stunned.
"Haha." The smile bloomed brightly, "Of course there is no problem."
At least, they did not interrupt the filming work and waited patiently until the filming was completed before asking. This kind of awareness alone is more than many professionals Actor.
But what Anson didn’t expect was that when the rest of the crew saw Anson taking photos with Alex and Eric respectively, they didn’t know what was going on, so one or two of them came together and waited for Anson. When he came to his senses, he turned around and saw a long and crooked dragon following behind.
Anson, "Excuse me, is this a tourist attraction in Portland?"
Haha, there was a burst of laughter.
Note 1: Please wake me up when September ends (Wake-me-up-when-September-ends——Green-Day)
(End of this chapter)