Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 658 Bian Lang is the only light
Just when fans thought the song would end with the loop of the chorus, Liu Jiayun and Tao Xingyue appeared on the big screen on one side of the stage.

There are two violins, one large and one small, one with a steady bass and the other with a bright treble. At first, music fans thought it was an interlude before the coda.

In the past, string instruments were not often used in rock music arrangements, because although Chinese rock music was inspired by blues rock, hard rock, punk and pop rock later dominated the market.

Therefore, this more complex form of orchestral arrangement was rarely heard by music fans before Bian Lang appeared, especially at music festivals.

Now that Bian Lang has completely figured it out, everyone is sighing:

"Bian Lang is really crazy. Not only does he release songs at an incredible speed, but he also has a style and arrangement ideas that other bands would have to figure out for a long time if they want to learn!"

"Isn't this a good thing? In the past, many songs were sung for years at music festivals. If it weren't for the Rolling Stones, I can't imagine hearing so many new songs at a music festival!"

"Yes, yes, and the quality of the songs is really amazing! I hope the Rolling Stones can become popular and inspire other bands!"

"Yes, we don't require them to write dozens of songs a year like Bian Lang, then three or five songs will be fine!"

This idea also exists in bands that are not part of the Rolling Stones.

For example, Mu Ge and the joystick, Li Hao and Lao Zhao are now talking about this together.

"Old Zhao, you said that sometimes the entertainment here is really a bit deceptive. Although the fans may not necessarily use the new song to make a fuss, we also have to save face!"

Hearing Li Hao's words, Old Zhao was amused: "You guys still have shamelessness? How refreshing!"

“Lao Zhao, this is boring… After all, we have been underground before, and with so many songs, we can survive for a year or two without any problems by changing them in various ways. But you have always been in front of the stage, and this time you are participating in the Summer of Music, but your fans may not agree with this approach of putting old wine in new bottles!”

Although this statement sounded a bit perverse, Lao Zhao still took it to heart: "That's true, but look at the quality of the songs Bian Lang gave us, and compare them with the ones we wrote ourselves. I have to have some dignity!"

This double entendre did not irritate Li Hao, but simply made the atmosphere silent.

At this time, there were bursts of exclamations from the fans' camp, but the silent Lao Zhao and Li Hao had not yet figured out what was going on.

Then I heard a music fan behind me exclaiming, "Holy crap! Can you click on the strings of the cello? That's a pretty powerful skill!"

The two looked up and saw that Liu Jiayun's hands pressing the strings on the stage were indeed like a spider that had encountered its natural enemy, moving rapidly on the four strings. It looked similar to tapping the strings, but in fact, it was two completely different things. But as long as the fans are happy!
Of course, Liu Jiayun's performance is definitely worthy of the praise from music fans.

"I wonder what those people from the provincial group would think when they see how these two girls are doing now?" Chen Shuting, who was also in the audience, thought so because when these two girls first came over, some excessive words did appear in their small circle.

She heard Dong Youbian talking about this once when they were having dinner together. The source was naturally old comrade Dong Shuxian.

She didn't remember the specific content, but she remembered that Dong You used phrases like "mud can't be helped!" and "self-degradation" when he told her.

From the perspective of ordinary people, the two girls' outstanding performance at this moment is undoubtedly much more successful than those musicians in the band who only shine in their own circles.

Of course, as long as you can figure these things out yourself, no matter what others say, it doesn’t matter.

But when it comes to income, the gap has indeed widened significantly, and as the two of them gain more and more exposure, other related income such as endorsements will also follow.

At this time, the interlude that the fans regarded as the coda ended, and Bian Lang's heart-wrenching voice sang the real chorus with the exaggeration: "I am struggling on the edge of youth, I am gazing at the end of freedom, I am wandering on the barren grassland...looking for my ideal..."

The three choruses sound two beats slower, just like a stereo echo, infinitely amplifying the tearing feeling that the lyrics want to express, which is on the edge of madness and temptation.

Bian Lang still didn't use any technical skills, he just relied on the power of his voice to carry on. The small details like his vocal cords being torn or even bleeding were magnified, adding a stronger sense of picture to this real chorus.

Dayong's drum beat, which had been as steady as an old dog before, suddenly accelerated and exploded at this moment. Various embellishments at a BPM of over 100 followed by Bian Lang's singing that rose and fell like raging waves, hammering the drum surface violently, making everyone feel the surging power of this chorus from their eardrums to their heartbeats!

Before the fans could react, the next line came: "I am struggling on the edge of youth, I am gazing at the end of freedom, I am wandering on the barren grassland, searching, searching for my ideal..."

The granular feeling of Bianlang True Sound G4 gives people the feeling that it is no longer the sandstorm in the desert, but the rubble blown up by the storm.

The person who was hit was completely unrecognizable and looked confused. As for the last ending note, Bian Lang dragged it for seven or eight seconds to change the notes and jump across the range of 4 groups of high notes, until the end it gave people the feeling that he did not finish singing, but was swallowed up after he was hoarse!

After this dive, it seemed as if Bian Lang, who was in a madness, suddenly woke up. He walked to Liu Jiayun who continued to play the interlude and introduced him: "Cello player, Liu Jiayun!" Then came Tao Xingyue, Lun Zi and the three chorus.

Every time he called out a name, the fans in the audience would cheer... As for the old lineup of the Rolling Stones, Bian Lang did not introduce them in detail.

It’s not that I favor one over the other, it’s just that the time for this interlude is not enough.

As the sound of the waves ended, several musicians slowly slowed down and finally stopped their movements.

"Eh? That's it?"

"Aren't members usually introduced during the interlude? How can there be an outro to introduce members?" There was silence on the stage for several breaths. When the fans were ready to applaud and cheer, Bian Lang's voice came faintly over the accompaniment of Di Li's main sound: "Give me a bottle of wine, a cigarette, and I'll leave right away. I have plenty of time..."

When singing this part, Dayong's drum beats began to join in, and in the next two sentences, it directly rose high and became more excited again!
"I don't want to spend the rest of my life crying alone and unable to move forward..."

After entering into the previous high-pitched emotion, the fans who were already familiar with this part, not knowing whether it should be considered the pre-chorus or the chorus, also began to sing wildly along with Bian Lang's singing at the scene!
"Give me a bottle of wine, and a cigarette..." Bian Lang, who had brought up the atmosphere, began to play with his tricks. With the support of three choruses, he played with the various ending tones very well, and it felt like a combination of blues, jazz and spirituals. There were twists and turns, but these twists and turns were all right angles that were so fierce that they could blow people's heads off!
Bian Lang had never opened it this loud before, but today, with a microphone and a song called Xibiqi, he was in unexpectedly good shape.

Some people in the audience started to make excuses after they were jealous: "It seems that the only one who can force Bian Lang to be bigger, besides betrayal, is their brewery!"

Some musicians under the Rolling Stones even joked: "This song is the joint advertising song for Xibiqi and Hongta!"

No one responded to his words, but someone had already started to imitate Hongta's thoughts in his heart: "I do want to pay, but smoking on the stage is not allowed now!"

The fans didn’t know how many times they sang the chorus together, until Bian Lang made a gesture to stop, and everyone sang the last line together: "I don’t want to spend the rest of my life crying alone and unable to move forward..."

After singing, Bian Lang picked up the guitar under the cover of other musicians and joined in the performance of the finale.

Under the strong control of the rhythm, even the chosen ones in the entertainment industry had a feeling of "Who am I, where am I, and who is that person on the stage?"

Liu Chuang and Xia Yuxi looked at each other, then spread their hands and smiled bitterly at the same time.

Liu Chuang was just admiring the song after the transition, while Xia Yuxi had his eyes on this song: "Ah! Even if he can't become the lead singer of Hedgehog, he has to cover this song!"

The reason is simple, it's because Bian Lang's song truly and vividly expresses the characteristics of youth with concrete images!
It felt like something Ma Weidu from the original Earth had said.

He owns his own private museum and numerous national treasures. He is a successful person and a role model in the eyes of ordinary people. But Ma Ye said: "I am willing to give up everything I have in exchange for returning to my youth."

"Youth is the most precious thing in life. You only have one chance, so you must cherish it."

This kind of chicken soup in the collection of middle school students' essays is quite like a greasy old man who claims to have experienced the world and is satisfying his habit of being a teacher, or a sleazy dean who pretends to be serious and is talking endlessly under the national flag. It is true that youth is precious, but when it is said by someone who has experienced it, it exudes a disgusting smell of preaching.

On the contrary, if it comes from a young person, it is bound to make people sad. Just like the beautiful words that students write when they are writing essays, most of them do not believe it. Of course, there are also some who believe it, and those who believe it may be more sad, because youth is like the sand that keeps flowing in your hands. The more anxious you are, the harder you hold it, the faster it flows.

Who among the people crowded on the street doesn't have youth? Perhaps, their most precious memories of youth are all about mania, depression, impulsiveness, and debauchery...

Youth is precious, so...the part with ellipsis should not be the boring standard answer like "study hard".

Imagine, under what circumstances would a person blame himself for not cherishing his youth?
Perhaps it is the elderly person lying on the hospital bed, worrying about the love poems he did not have the courage to send, and now his energy is running out and the lover is no longer there; the employee who was scolded by his boss near the end of the get off work day, regrets not taking the trip he dared to take, and is stuck in the quagmire of life, feeling suffocated by the burden of the family.

Youth is precious and there will inevitably be regrets.

But if you can foresee it in advance, it is better to take action early while you are young. The sun rises after the rain, the youth is dressed in bright clothes and full of impulsiveness, their eyes are shining, their pulses are surging, and they are charming!
Just like Bian Lang’s works, music fans never know what style of the next new song will be, or how much surprise and spiritual pleasure it will bring them, but what they can be sure of is that Bian Lang has never let them down, not even once!

And re-inspiring “youth” is the surprise that this song brings to music fans!

Don't despise the young because they are poor. This is the greatest wealth of youth! Not only should we remind ourselves "I am still young", but we should also "give me a bottle of wine, a cigarette, and I will go as soon as I say it. I have plenty of time", to make interesting friends, fall in love, rush to the distant places in the photos, and start the dreams in our hearts.

As for "struggling on the edge of youth, gazing at the end of freedom, wandering on the barren grassland, searching for ideals..."

In Bian Lang's opinion, if these lyrics are taken out alone, they will remind him of Mr. Lu Xun.

I remember this gentleman said: "I hope that all Chinese youth will get rid of their coldness and just move forward. Don't listen to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can do something should do it, and those who can speak out should speak out. If you have a little heat and a little light, you can be like a firefly, and you can also shine a little light in the dark without waiting for a torch. If there is no torch in the future, I will be the only light."

Without a torch, a person will sooner or later face this situation, and there will be no teacher to lead the way for you.

Applying this to rock music, there is no torch lighting the way for Bian Lang now, nor is there a guide to become his teacher...

But it doesn’t matter, because Bian Lang is the only light!

“I wonder how many young people will pick up the guitar after this video is released tonight!”

Liu Ziyang's sentiments were not wrong at all, not to mention the netizens who watched the show later that night. Even the music fans present, many of whom had musical dreams, planned to go to the music store and pick out a guitar for themselves at the end of this short holiday.

There will also be many musicians who study classical music and see another hopeful path on the lofty but extremely difficult road to the classical music festival!
As for those bands and musicians outside the Rolling Stones, there are only three words in my mind: "No comparison!"

As for the works that Bian Lang has shown so far, leaving aside the question of how popular they are, which needs to be explained by metaphysics, just the richness and completion of the arrangement alone is definitely among the top in China.
If we take quantity and time into account for comparison, then even on an international scale, the Rolling Stones can definitely compete.

There was no need to even take time to verify this; the clues could be seen on the face of Evelyn, the manager of a top European rock band.

Evelyn felt that the biggest gain from this trip to China was not the cooperation she had negotiated, but the fact that she had come to see the Rolling Stones live! It made her change her evaluation of Bian Lang from the somewhat shaky "future world-class rock star!" to "a man for whom everything is possible!"

(End of this chapter)