The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1238 Music Tour
Boom boom boom. Boom boom boom.

The drumbeats came, a call from ancient times, deep and heavy, distant and vast, breaking the constraints of time and space, and sounding in the depths of the soul.

Boom, boom, boom, uncontrollably, unsuppressibly, my heart beats against my chest to the beat of the drums, my blood begins to burn, I completely lose consciousness and myself, I begin to get lost in the long river of melody, but my blood can't help but boil, waves of numbness shoot up from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

A kind of simplicity and also a kind of purity.

At this moment, the stage in front of me is no longer a performance, nor does it belong to the Grammy Awards ceremony. It is just a kind of enjoyment that allows everything to return to the music.

Return to the essence of music, return to the simplicity of music.

In his eyes, Anson was so focused and immersed. He raised his eyes from behind the drum set, and his eyes filled with the sea of ​​stars made the world freeze.

Then he looked at Lily.

The corners of her mouth rose, her eyes met, and the two exchanged glances. Lily's fingertips fell just right on the black and white keyboard, and Anson hummed again.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

The clear and bright sound of the piano keys actually interprets the texture of a percussion instrument, interweaving and colliding with the drum beats, flying up and down between the high and low string sounds of the cello and bass.

Anson, singing.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

The stars are scattered, as magnificent and gorgeous as the Milky Way falling from the sky.

Happiness and joy, brilliant and unbridled, collided head-on unexpectedly, causing my nose to feel sore and my vision to blur.

however.

Archie didn't care, not at all, he didn't even need to wipe the tears from his eyes, he raised his arms high and sang stutteringly with his slurred voice.

Wow, wow, wow…

He knew, he knew everything, his own insignificance and humbleness. He could not change the world and was not prepared to change the world. He just longed to illuminate a tiny corner with his feeble light, to believe in justice, kindness, and dreams, and to believe that this chaotic world would eventually move towards light.

He wanted to believe that life could have much more, that there was a vast world beyond money and power, beyond honor and status.

It's difficult, but he still persists.

And tonight, he knew he had been right, foolishly and naively believing in the dream, that he was not alone.

In the band August 31st, from the tenacity and sadness of the first song, to the persistence and joy of "Wake Me Up", to the grandeur and wantonness of "Long Live Life" -

They are equally small, fragile and insignificant, yet they are fearless, they move forward courageously, they resolutely embrace the sun and the universe, they smile in the face of storms and disasters, they stride forward to create the future with their own hands, and music and dreams are their weapons.

Stupid, right?
It's simply hopeless.

But Archie was willing to raise his hands high, cheer them on, and run with them all the way.

Because life is much more interesting this way.

Wow, wow, wow…

Over and over again, Archie stood there like a fool, singing stubbornly and alone, looking for his companions in the endless darkness.

Then, the singing began to gather little by little.

Turning around, Archie saw Gloria's face, her cheeks flushed but still smiling, her hands raised high, jumping, singing and partying happily.

Gradually, they became one.

An unprecedented scene appeared in the small square in front of the Staples Center.

However, they are lonely.

Because of the delay in the live broadcast, the broadcast on the CBS TV screen was delayed by five minutes, so that the Staples Center was like an isolated island, quietly but wantonly reveling alone in the endless darkness and desolation.

Yet, it somehow perfectly fits in with the performance of the August 31st band, breaking the fourth wall and creating an echo inside and outside.

My heart was surging. The rolling heat waves surged from the outside to the inside, completely surrounding the stage.

Miles. Connor. Lily. Anson.

They exchanged glances and sensed each other's presence. Even without verbal communication, they were still able to complete the bond through performance. They had gone through many ups and downs in just two short years and finally reached the peak tonight. They were finally able to completely let go of the burdens and pressures and enjoy the music to their heart's content.

A smile blooms at the corner of her mouth.

Happiness blooms in front of your eyes.

As the melodies surged and collided, Anson sang again.

"Hear the bells of Jerusalem, the songs of the Roman cavalry shake the mountains and seas, act as my mirror, sword and shield, and my missionaries stand outside the border." (Note 1)

"There are reasons I cannot get over. Once you leave here, there will be no more harsh words. This is the era of my rule."

The song ends with a clean and crisp period, but there is no time to breathe. After just four beats, the atmosphere changes drastically in an instant.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom. The drum beats are rapid.

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Buzz, buzz, buzz. The sound of the strings is stirring.

It can be seen that Anson and Miles sang in harmony, and their passionate performance released all the power contained in the melody.

Like a rainstorm.

Bass, heavy.

Ding ding ding, ding ding ding. Keyboard, light.

Afterwards, Connor and Lily cooperated with each other, pouring all their passion and enthusiasm into the notes while sweating, and the world fell into a roar.

Like a torrent.

Surging, echoing, swirling—

The charm of the musical instrument is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Perhaps, the important difference between classical music and pop music is that classical music relies more on the performance of musical instruments, expressing emotions with pure melody. Regardless of whether it is classical or modern instruments, the beauty of notes and melodies will never change.

The reason why music can break the shackles of culture and national boundaries is due to the resonance of melody.

Tonight, with Beyoncé's dazzling 15-minute opening performance and the Beatles' 40th anniversary medley of well-known classic songs, the atmosphere at the Staples Center had already been pushed to its peak. The guests on the scene were completely immersed in it, and the general public was no exception.

Who can refuse such an audio-visual feast?

The so-called stage should be a visual and auditory enjoyment. From songs to dances, from lights to shapes, the entire performance is indispensable.

This is true, 100 percent true.

But since when did this become a reality?

Once upon a time, folk songs, soul, blues, and jazz did not require vision at all. They could touch the warmth of the soul just through hearing. In an era without television, the flowing melodies of radio programs could also touch the heartstrings.

In performance, vision is very important, but it can never and should never replace hearing.

Right now, the August 31st band is proving this with practical actions, using musical instruments and performances to create a world of melody.

Wander, fall, and fall.

No one can say no.

Everything was wonderful beyond words. Souls melted and disintegrated in the performance, transcending language and thought. It was simply a communication on the soul level. The entire Staples Center became one in the world created by the band on August 31st. There was no distinction between them and no exceptions.

Note 1: Viva-la-Vida (Coldplay)

(End of this chapter)