musicians of old

Chapter 407 The Fourth Movement Humans Tell Me (10): When This Good Night (Two in One)

"Ah, what a coincidence."

An spread out his hands, judging by the smile in his eyes, he seemed relatively indifferent.

But Walter's spiritual sense beside him was also very keen. He caught his junior sister's swaying astral body and accelerated heartbeat in an instant.

Under the usual subjective evaluation mechanism, the player in position 1 is more or less disadvantaged, and will also bear more psychological pressure.

"Here's your number plate."

"Okay." Miss Nightingale took it, hung it on her chest and sighed, "It looks strange, and, isn't it a bit big..."

It is a lightweight glass pendant, about ten centimeters long and three or four centimeters wide, with the number 1 engraved on the outside, and the empty groove inside is stained with some thick red, and the whole is emitting a faint red shimmer.

It’s fine if it’s an interior decoration item. As a pendant, it’s a bit too big and eye-catching. Fortunately, the weight will not affect the player’s performance.

"Is this red light... caused by this kind of thing inside?" Miss Nightingale raised it to the tip of her nose and looked it over carefully.

"There is still half an hour before the official start. Since you will be the first to play in the first round, you can get ready right away."

The staff left after reminding again.

"Teacher, I have another question." Miss Nightingale turned her head.

"What?" Fanning was still sitting at the desk.

"Where will you be sitting?"

"how?"

"The teacher came to listen to the performance for the first time. When I have spare time on the stage, I may look in your direction and try how it feels to me."

Fanning raised his head from his contemplation, and looked at her calmly:
"Front left or front right corner."

"Then I'll change into a formal dress first." The girl smiled at Fanning.

"Go." Fanning waved.

After thinking for a few seconds, he asked the people next to him: "Will there be recording or photography at the game?"

"There is no recording, but there is photography. We have to wait until after the quarterfinals, because all the nominations have been made by then." Walter explained on the side.

Fanning nodded: "Luna, go and turn the score for Walter tonight."

The little girl stood up in astonishment: "Tonight? All? I'm on stage?"

"Actually, my ability to recite music is not bad." Walter also stood up and said honestly.

However, he has always followed the teacher's instructions, thinking that the teacher might be increasing the security of the performance, so he thanked his junior sister: "Thanks for your hard work, Luna, so that Miss Nightingale and I will feel more secure."

Several people bid farewell to Fan Ning temporarily.

The night has enveloped the world like a veil, and when there is only one person left, Fan Ning's eyes become lonely and absent-minded.

"If one day, again, Luna or Ann told me that she has only one brother and no sister or sister, will the person who turns the page or sings on the stage in the photo disappear?"

"The season closest to the answer..."

But soon, he stood up, laughed loudly, and hugged the dark streets and houses outside the window.

"Not a bad summer night, let's hear what people tell me first!"

He walked all the way from the cast and crew aisle to the back of the stage, then went around to a corner of the front row, and sat down quietly by himself.

10 minutes passed in a flash, and the open-air venue of the opera house with thousands of people was already crowded with voices.

They waved colorful things similar to the "light sticks" in their previous lives.

Fan Ning looked at the peculiar light quality beam rod in his hand. As a listener, he naturally had one.

It turned out that this thing was a "Fragrant Flower Bouquet". At first hearing the name, he thought it was a bunch of flowers or something.

The audience can bend a certain singer when it is their turn to sing.

In this way, the mysterious nature of the bouquet makes its movement a formula of admiration, reflected in the number plates worn by the players.

Of course, the invisible power of each bouquet is limited, and the audience can only choose their favorite singers to express their admiration.

The judges had similar bouquets, but with more spirituality and more "weight".

After the simple prologue and curtain call, a huge mechanical device raised the orchestra pit from a low place, and the crystal display lights illuminated the figure of Miss Nightingale in a blue evening dress, and Walter and Luna, who played the piano in black and white formal suits .

And, in the shadows, the two layers of arcs surrounding them - nearly fifty judges including Lückert!
The audience responded with warm applause and cheers to welcome the girl who will kick off the final.

For the opening performance, what kind of way will Miss Nightingale choose to make a head start?

A strong and lingering love song, or a virtuoso opera excerpt?

"Song of Luckert, part three, "At Midnight." Miss Nightingale's crisp voice echoed in the opera hall.

The crowd fell silent.

The audience speculated whether this name is a song of joy and love expressing the rainy and cloudy period at night.

Master Luckert, who is in the middle of the first floor in front of the judges' bench, fixed his eyes on Walter's movements in front of the piano.

During a short conversation with Scheler that day, he inquired about the title of the song, and remembered that Scheler also said it was in A minor, but other things he wanted to know but didn't know kept him awake at night.

Walter took a deep breath, stepped on the pedal in the utter silence, stretched out his right hand, and lightly dropped the key, playing a repeated and alternate double tone at a place slightly higher than the middle range:
"Dah--did-dah-did-dah-did-dah-"

The sound of the piano lingers in the coolness and tranquility, and then is taken over by the convoluted sound in the high-pitched area and the sinking sound in the low-pitched area.

This... doesn't seem like the prelude to a love poem?The audience's conjecture was not confirmed, and Lückert once again couldn't help sighing that this Scheler's creative technique is really incomparably subtle, and he can always use the fewest notes to achieve the most fascinating effect.

He thinks that his poetry is extremely simple, and he wrote the night as cool as water in a few words, while Scheler strictly speaking only used two alternating double-syllables!
The higher one of Walter's hands is higher, and the lower one is lower. The tension that stretches each other brings the artistic conception of the night into a more lonely and empty place.

Just when the audience felt that the whole music atmosphere was a bit sluggish and dull——

"It's a good night!!"

Miss Nightingale's ethereal and pure voice was like a bright moon piercing the night sky through the dark clouds!
The dust in the listener's heart was blown away by a gust of cool wind.

"When this good night...

I am watching at night, there is not a single star in the galactic river, willing to look back at me;
I think about it at night, and in the vast sea of ​​thoughts, there is not a trace of memory, which can relieve my sorrow;”

Her voice was noble and pure, but with a strong sense of loneliness and seeking, all the judges and audience present felt the perplexity contained in it.

The piano always maintains a deep and empty artistic conception, repeated with dotted two-tone rhythms, accompanied by evenly descending lines in the scale style.

"I woke up in the night, and in the throbbing heart of the world, only the pulse of pain burned endlessly;

At midnight, O man, I wrestle for your misery! "

The first four bars of the melody keep the same motif in constant variation, each stanza begins and ends with "Um Mitternacht!", the sleepless man pacing and chanting poetry under the dying lights of midnight.

And finally, in the key of A major, Walter used the DA major chord to collide back and forth, presenting the brightest and most spectacular dynamic climax in this piece——

"When this is a good night, drum up your own courage, and you will be unable to resist in the end;

On this good night, may the light of death and life of creation cherish and watch over the sky! "

The word "herr!" (lord/glow) in Miss Nightingale's singing was arranged by Fanning at the highest point of the melody, and all the confusion and anxiety finally came to a hymn-like brilliant end.

There was thunderous applause.

Although most citizens and the royal family expect gorgeous poems depicting the love between men and women, those who can come to this kind of occasion have good artistic aesthetics. The long-term intention and seeking temperament expressed in "In Midnight" are undoubtedly It deeply touched people's hearts.

A very extraordinary opening.

"Be a good night, be a good night!"

"The midsummer night falls, and the song will kick off to warm up the "Flower Festival" a few days later. How can this not be called a "good night"!"

"Look forward to a passionate love poem from Miss Nightingale."

"With such an excellent performance, other players may be three points weaker."

"The next person on stage, only Miss Cuckoo can control her aura."

At the judges' table of the two circles, nearly forty representatives from princes, nobles, churches, and special inspection halls made brief exclamations. The other seven or eight senior singers who are already big names in operas had more thoughts in their eyes, and Luckert The master's fingers holding the pen are firmly clasped.

Of course, other than that, they didn't do any more actions, they were all focused on waiting for the next song, and the "Fragrant Flower Bouquet" on the table was kept at hand without picking it up.

"Crack-"

Fan Ning pressed his thumbs outwards, and the bending of the "Fragrant Flower Bouquet" in his hands brought a sense of vigilance and heart-pounding fragmentation.

"Night and song in the summer wind... Is what you told me a poem about the night?"

Unlike most of the audience and judges who were eager to appreciate the whole show, he naturally expressed his inner love to his students without hesitation.

The bend is large, and the orange glow of the bouquet quickly fades to pale white.

Intuition told Fanning that some mysterious substance inside had completely disappeared.

Its original absolute content is very low, as low as traces, just like taking a strand of hair and contaminating a strand of it.

And the light glass number plate on the girl's chest on the stage, the red light seems to be a little more than before.

The one-to-one increase is very weak, but the spiritual concentration of the material itself is very high, so Fanning has this intuition.

""Song of Luckert", the fourth, "Please Don't Overhear My Song"."

There were nearly [-] contestants in the finals. The first round was to eliminate the top eight. The contestants needed to present three singles. Therefore, Walter in front of the piano did not stand up, and Miss Nightingale announced the next song after a short curtain call. song.

"Ding ding dong ding ding ding dong..."

At the beginning of the music, Walter's left hand is near the C key in the middle of the piano, running out a dense, circuitous and brisk background sound stream, which makes people feel like bees, worker ants and other creatures working hard.

"re-do--" "re-do--" "re-do--"

The right hand adds a stubborn ornamental pattern from the second measure. While strengthening the dominant function of F major, it also brings the audience a sense of emotional tension and a sense of expectation for the next step.

"Please don't eavesdrop on my song!
I lowered my eyes, as if to let you see that I was acting absurdly.

I dare not allow myself to look at them unfinished—"

Miss Nightingale's voice jumped slightly, with a touch of probing and playfulness.

The image of the hard-working composer who worked tirelessly and with utter self-respect leaped onto the stage.

After the theme entered, the texture of continuous running was exchanged by Walter to the treble part, while the bass began to repeatedly emphasize the jump of the tonic and dominant. In bars 17-19, after the continuous descending of the scale, there is an exquisite polyphonic imitation of the vocal melody.

"Please don't eavesdrop on my song!
Your curiosity is a disappointment to it, a disappointment! "

The half note with a forte mark was sung by Miss Nightingale, highlighting the creator's anger at being peeked at before the work was completed, full of personality, and showing his love for art.

After entering the reappearance section, this Lückert poem in the middle and late period finally showed its characteristics——

It's still a love poem!
It's just that compared to the young girl in "I Breathe the Fragrance of the Bodhi Tree", compared to the enthusiastic declaration of "If You Love Beauty", its foreshadowing is buried in the latter part, and the voice of the heart is more reserved and deeper:
"When bees build their hives,

They don't want others to see it, and they don't look at it themselves.

But when the multi-coloured hives are set in the light of day,
You can be the first to try it, come and try it! "

Continuously running eighth note lines fluctuated back and forth on the keys in the high and low ranges. In the ending, Walter made a long tremolo with his right hand, and then alternately swiped out a long-span arpeggio with his left and right hands, and landed firmly in the bright F major key on the main chord.

The applause broke out again.

When Miss Nightingale was saluting, she looked slightly towards the corner where Fanning was sitting.

However, due to the high contrast between light and dark in the two places, she only saw a vague gray and black figure.

""Song of Luckert", the fifth, "I Abandon the World"."

As soon as this report came out, Master Luckert's facial expression of opening his mouth to breathe directly hovered in the air.

This psalm was written two years ago, and from the perspective of his twilight years, it is his late work in the true sense.

After listening to Scheler's adaptation of the four art songs in a row, he no longer doubts his master's inspiration and insight. This troubadour's grasp of the core and artistic conception of poetry has stood on the shoulders of his original text Above, it is a veritable example of second-degree creation!

but……

"These three works..."

"On this good night, act absurdly and renounce the world... Wrong payment, wrong payment!" He read out the representative key words of three songs in a row, as if strung together into a long poem or a story.

At the judging panel, a few of Master Lückert's favorite students saw the teacher's complex expression of relief and sigh, and already guessed about his inner activities in their hearts.

A famous singer contest?Even if Scheler helped his students win the championship, it is far from being able to summarize his accomplishments as a "blade holder"!
But the Famous Singer Contest is not a "Wake Up Song". If you want to win the top spot, what you need is to see who can better gather the love and admiration of the audience and nearly 50 judges, and can more arouse the deep desire of the audience. resonance of things.

However, the atmosphere of the current competition, the superficial aesthetics of the people, the royal family and the church personnel, the unrestrained pursuit of works that praise greed, pleasure, food, sex and sex... Scheler does not write some passionate and erotic love poems, but let his The students presented such three works containing deep longing and philosophical thinking in a row. If they really can't successfully win the final honor, the vocal music and opera circles in the Southern Continent will really burn their candles!
At least, let's stand out from the other vulgar singers beautifully...

In the complicated mood of a few people, Walter started the continuous reverberation of the prelude on the dominant note of E-flat major with the expression term of "extremely slow".

The bass line takes on a popular linear progression with a semi-decomposed harmonic texture.

Miss Nightingale pressed her left arm to her chest, her right arm slightly swelled, and she slowly raised her breath and opened her voice in a thoughtful manner, as if opening a gloomy picture for the audience looking back at the world:

"I have renounced the world,
For this reason, I have sunk for a long time!

I have lost my voice and face in the world for a long time,

The world may say that I have passed away without a trace..."

Her vocals are disheartened, and the rising rhythmic pattern of the high-pitched piano and the bright nature of the major triads also reflect the composer's desire for life and the world, which creates a very dramatic conflict.

"The world says I'm gone without a trace,

But it doesn't matter to me anymore;
I'm speechless, I can't explain why,
This is all because I am truly lost to the world;”

Starting from the 28th bar, Walter changed the rhythm pattern of the bass part of the accompaniment to form a hill-like undulating shape, and the interludes began to appear arpeggios, especially the dominant chords of the lowered fifth note, and the unique color effect is full of sadness And morose.

"I died in chaos and rested in peace.

alone,

in my heaven,

in my love,
In my song..."

In the ending, the vocals are gradually submerged in the piano's tones, and the theme melody is reproduced in terms of weak ups and downs, losing the last trace of rich color, and regressing into a bright and unearthly E-flat major chord.

The gentleman in front of the piano has raised his hands, and the girl in the blue skirt bit her lips at the last moment and said "Lieben (love)" and "lied (song)", the weeping syllables are still echoing in the hearts of the audience.

It's otherworldly poetry, music and performance, but why not choose to dance happily in the middle of summer?
Many people are moved by the emotional part, but they can't help being dazed in this way. Of course, the repercussions have already occurred.

"Crack——" "Wow——"

In the crowded auditorium of the open-air opera hall, hundreds of audience members folded the "Fragrant Flower Bouquet" in their hands in a blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)