Chapter 398

The five members of the glory to the death got ready on the stage, and on the other stage, the performance of the radio commander had already begun.

The five members of the radio commander are equipped with drums, bass, keyboard players, and two guitarists. They are almost exactly the same as Glory To Death. They are also lead singer Thomas York, who also serves as guitarist when the keyboard player has to play. The completely overlapping band configuration is the first encounter in the six months since the establishment of the glory to the death, which also makes the members of the glory to the death start to look forward to it.

As soon as the radio commander came up, he played the song "Popular is Dead". This song is relatively short, only a little more than two minutes. The whole song has a strong experimental'sexual' quality, erratic guitar chords, The vague lyrics of "Mi" Meng, the free and manic arrangement, are permeated with a distinctive personality. Among them, the most attractive is the performance of the lead singer Thomas, with a poignant voice and fickle breathing. The anger makes the whole song feel psychedelic and uneasy. Just a single song outlines the distinctive style of the radio commander that is completely different from the mainstream.

At this time, the crowd in Guangdechang is still quite lively. There are about two hundred people who can be caught in sight, and there are also people who sit calmly at the door of a nearby coffee house or on the benches of Guangdechang. There were nearly a hundred people, and they were obviously very accustomed to the performances on the'Lutian' stage. One after another, some people stood in front of the radio commander's stage and watched, but the number of audiences was not very large.

First, the commander of the radio station is a rookie band, and second, their music style is not the style of Nirvana band that everyone is familiar with, so it is not likely that the audience will come over quickly. But the magic of Memphis is that it is a place with infinite tolerance for music style, otherwise rock would not have been born here, so even if the audience is not used to the style of the radio commander, there are still many people. He turned his attention away.

After that, the radio commander began to play the second song. Just hearing the intro, Hugo knew that the "reptile" was coming.

The sound of the guitar strings and the electronic keyboard sound mixed in the heavy drums sounded plain and unremarkable, and Thomas' opening seemed very vague, the kind of "disturbed" and drifting between the musical notes, silent. The earth penetrated into the melody, but accompanied by the roar of two powerful guitars, the melancholy and pain that had accumulated unconsciously was released in an instant.

"But I'm just a reptile, I'm just a weirdo, my God, what am I doing here? I'm not fit here."

It was just a momentary release, but it made people's eyes burst into infinite light involuntarily. Pedro, Fokkin and others stopped their movements, quietly admiring Toms's like a stroke of heaven. Magic performance, truly excellent music is the same for anyone, no jealousy, no hatred, no complaints, just pure appreciation, and then I want to give my opponents applause and respect, and the surging "excitement" and resonance in my heart So real and similar.

More than just a glorious band member, the audience on the wide field was also shocked. The audience standing in front of the stage was frozen in place, and the bustling crowd around them gradually quieted down. , And then slowly and slowly approached the stage, their steps were so light, lest a little noise would interrupt Thomas's natural performance on the stage.

Standing on the stage, Thomas was engrossed in holding his microphone. He didn't have time to pay attention to the changes around him. All his'essence' was injected into the music, and his inner emotions became in the music notes. Come alive, as if dancing arbitrarily in the sun.

Hugo has heard at least forty versions of the cover of the song "Reptile", but in Hugo's view, all the covers cannot surpass Thomas' original song, the kind of vibrato from the depths of the soul and the inability to erase reality. The nightmare, sadly and slowly drifting away in his voice, even Vincent Van Gogh's "Starry Sky" cannot be compared with it, the true emotions in the lonely and desolate atmosphere are slowly radiating in the music. , When the peak tune of the chorus came, the powerless and silent roar that pierced the pain in the heart had an explosive power that paused the whole world.

Listen, "She ran out again, ran, ran, ran, ran..." Thomas's voice slowly bloomed in the melody, blooming with coquettish and perfect black'Dahlia' flowers. The harmony and contradiction between love and hate, frozen into ice in an instant, and then carved into gorgeous ice sculptures, is so beautiful that it makes people dizzy and suffocating.

Regarding the almost perfect performance of the radio commander, Hugo was speechless except for a few words of exclamation "Rely". Therefore, the language has lost its color and color, and he could not find an accurate one. Emotions describe his mood. At this time, he has an urge to pick up his guitar, and then vent the hot to boiling emotions in his heart through music. The only thing that can resonate with music is music.

There are other teammates who have the same idea as Hugo. The power of the radio commander did not impress them. On the contrary, they were "excited" to show their more fierce fighting spirit. They wanted to learn from the radio commander, not to defeat each other. , I just want to use my own music to'communicate' with each other. This is the magic of music.

The audience in the Guangdichang was silently shocked by the performance of the radio commander. After the entire song was sung, after about five seconds, after the first applause, the scattered applause quickly gathered. Then it forms a gorgeous movement. Liam Pinkman, Eli Kasvi and Samora Kasvi, who were standing on the broad field at this time, also slapped their hands with a face of excitement, that kind of heart. The shock is the same for everyone, no one can be exceptional.

But at this moment, another stage on the Guangdichang also sounded the melody, just the simplest guitar string sound, accompanied by the drums slowly releasing energy, a mellow voice with a touch of magnetic'sexuality' humming softly "I am so happy, because today, I have found my friends, and they are in my head."

These are two completely different styles from the radio commander. If the "reptile" by the radio commander just now carries the poignant beauty of psychedelic irritability, then the music on this stage has a decadent and depressing fascination. , But the two styles have one thing in common, that is, the trembling that enters the depths of the soul, which makes people almost unable to control their own tremors.

Many spectators in the Guangdi Field began to turn their heads to look at another stage. The two stages are separated by about 30 yards. In fact, this distance makes the two stages not affect each other even if they perform at the same time. When the other stage began to perform, the radio commander unexpectedly stopped. Instead of starting the performance again, he looked at the band intently.

Liam was the first to run towards another stage. He came for glory to death. Even if the radio commander's performance is'exquisite', it cannot replace the supreme position of glory to death in his heart. Then Eli and Samora also ran over. Some audiences who were sitting in front of the stage also came over. In an instant, about 30 people gathered in front of the stage, which seemed very lively.

"I'm so ugly, but it's okay, because you are too, we break the mirror together." Hugo's voice was a little lazy, and there was always a ridiculous and ridiculous smile on the corners of his mouth, as if he was laughing at the world, as if it was I laughed at myself, "Every day I only look forward to Sunday morning, so I am not afraid, lighting my candle, in a state of dizziness, because I have found the main god."

The emotions released in the song are so cryptic and profound, people seem to have no way to understand the true meaning of the song for the first time, but the depths of the soul have been silently affected. This is not the same as the "reptile" brought The effect is exactly the same. Just as everyone was wondering how the band would perform next, and what the trend of the song would be, suddenly the drum beat increased, and then all the energy was released like a shock wave.

The feeling of "Ye Ye Ye Ye Ye Ye Yee" is like a tower of ten thousand feet suddenly appeared on the flat ground. The huge energy released suddenly caught everyone by surprise. Before I realized it, the whole person was shocked. The ground was dumbfounded, and the whole thought fell into a mess, and there was no way to make any effective response.

The wanton sway full of tyrannical and destructive aura tore Hugo's mellow voice to tears, and at the same time torn the negative emotions in the song to pieces. Almost all audiences have similar feelings~www.mtlnovel.com~ Hugo's singing sounded like a giant's palm, squeezing their throats suddenly, causing their brains to fall into a hypoxic state in an instant, their cheeks flushed red, but strangely, the heart gushed out. His blood is like a volcanic eruption, releasing all the energy, and in the chest cavity it is like a wild wolf who has been hungry for a few days is roaring frantically. This extreme emotion makes people crash instantly and can only be passive. The earth was ravaged by inner emotions, and my mind was a mess.

But just when I thought that the world was going to fall into darkness and that suffocation would make everything blood red, the palm of my hand pinched on my neck suddenly loosened, and the fresh air surged into the chest cavity like a flood. The beauty of life bloomed all over the world in an instant, and the hustle and bustle of tinnitus made everything around him meaningless.

It's hard to imagine that the impact of music is so violent; it's even harder to imagine that they were caught in this predicament because of the song "Reptiles" by the radio commander a minute ago; but a minute later they died of glory. The song "Li ( by "Li ( is in a similar predicament, and what is puzzling is that the styles of these two songs can be said to be different, but the smiles they bring are so similar. .

Perhaps, this is the power of music, which makes people drunk and dreamy, and also makes people fascinated, and even makes moths fly into the fire.

supply. ..