The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1470: Emotional Awakening

Anson knew that it was impolite to interrupt a conversation in the middle of it and then dive into his own world; but the feeling was too turbulent and overwhelming, his heart curled up, and the roar in his mind continued, swirling like a tsunami, out of control.

He needs to vent, he needs to record.

The moment the fingertips touched the black and white keys, the hot and burning emotions evolved into notes, turning into a torrential rain, pouring out endlessly.

From intermittent and stumbling to smooth and seamless, the notes flowing from the fingertips are so surging, full and passionate, with overflowing emotions, strong and hot, almost burning the black and white keys, and the heart is uncontrollably caught in this storm.

The faster you jump, the stronger you become.

"The setting sun is blood-red, disappearing into the night. You are not here to accompany me. I let down my guard, and you withdraw. I gradually get used to becoming the person I once loved."

Syllables, rhythm, vocabulary, emotions, burst out with power between the upper lip and the lower lip, lonely and desolate, painful and desperate, and finally evolve into a shout.

Once is still not enough, so, again.

"The setting sun is blood-red, disappearing into the night. You are not here to accompany me. I let down my guard, and you withdraw. I gradually get used to becoming the person I once loved."

That kind of loneliness and confusion surged between the lips and teeth.

Full of hope and courage, I bravely reveal myself and trust again, but I am hurt again and finally become the person I "once loved".

The sighs and laments contained in the words "I once loved you" are so heavy that it is almost suffocating.

It is precisely because of this that we must shout, we must roar, we must vent our emotions with all our heart and soul, otherwise we will disappear in endless pain.

It's just two short sentences, but without any preparation or brewing, the emotions are released all at once and pushed to the extreme without reservation. It is completely different from the previous performances. Not only is the emotional tension "one hundred", but it is also pushed to "one hundred" suddenly from zero, and the shock and impact come rolling in.

The power of notes and words came crashing down on me.

Mike and Dustin were both stunned, staring at Anson, unable to react for a while. Who could have thought that in the middle of a conversation or work, an emergency brake would appear before their eyes, and what appeared before them was such a storm of emotions, like a rainstorm in a midsummer afternoon -

Fast and urgent, leaving no breathing room.

However, it was fleeting, and before I could even find a place to hide from the rain, the sky cleared up again. I stared in a daze at the cloudless sky. If I hadn't been soaked all over, it would have been as if the rainstorm had never happened, and the feeling now was the same.

Everything came violently and receded even more violently. In the end, my heart was hanging in the air, neither up nor down, caught in a dilemma. The shock and excitement came one after another, making it hard to breathe; but at the same time, the excitement and excitement were like a tide. My breath was stuck in my chest, and I even forgot to exhale.

Instead, Anson himself stopped playing, sat in front of the piano and thought seriously.

"I do not like."

Mike:? ? ?
Dustin was even more anxious and couldn't believe his ears, "…what did you say?"

Anson repeated, "I don't like it."

Dustin blinked, almost forgetting to breathe, "But why?"

A breath was stuck in his chest, and Dustin didn't even realize it, but he moved forward uncontrollably, trying to get closer to Anson.

"This song is even more powerful than the previous one..."

Anson interrupted Dustin, "Yes, that's why. Stronger, fiercer, and more flamboyant music is more in line with the music that the market likes now. People need something strong. No one likes decadent music..." Dustin choked, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Anson looked at Dustin's nervous face and immediately realized that they had misunderstood him. "Yes, this is a good thing. Don't get me wrong. I have no ill will towards the market. I don't intend to be unique and unconventional to show off my personality."

"Relax, please relax, vases have no personality."

The casual joke made the atmosphere in the room relaxed again, but Mike and Dustin did not laugh. They still stared at Anson intently, as if they were afraid that if they blinked, the person in front of them might disappear out of thin air like Peter Pan, and only Anson himself would not notice.

"Let me think about how I should explain myself."

Anson looked up at the sky. "The emotions are too strong. I mean, love is always a heart-wrenching thing, and it has given birth to countless classic works; but is this all?"

Mike: "Huh?"

He can understand each word individually, but why can't he understand them when they are combined together?
Anson, "I mean, it's a little boring to repeat love over and over again, and the vision is too limited."

Mike's eyes widened, "Is it because of what I just said?"

Mike was a little anxious. "Are you worried that the media will keep harping on the lyrics? What kind of love did Anson Wood go through without people knowing?"

"Ha." Anson laughed out loud. "No, I'm not worried about that."

How to face the media has never been something Anson needs to worry about.

But how should he express his feelings?

The melody, lyrics, and inspiration all come from Chris Evans and Jessica Biel, but the latter song is slightly different from "Hold Me While You Wait". It is not entirely based on the story of Chris and Jessica, but is an unknown extension from this starting point.

Since it is just a starting point, we should not be bound by the unknown ahead.

"I always think that lyrics are an indispensable part of music. This is also a very important part that distinguishes pop music from classical music. If the lyrics are not carefully crafted, they are just a bunch of nonsense, or a pile of meaningless words. In the end, the music produced is no different from DJ music."

"Not only the melody, I hope the lyrics can also be well crafted. But the content is always limited to the topic of love, which is not the right way to open it."

Apart from the band’s musical form, Anson has also been thinking about how a person should fill the stage——

The "Don't Be Serious" stage at the Grammy Awards earlier this year brought some inspiration, as did the experience of playing Johnny Cash in "Walk the Line". In the end, Anson's attention fell on the lyrics.

From another perspective, for Anson, who graduated from the journalism department, this can be regarded as a return to the field in which he is good at.

However, this is not easy.

Art originates from life and is higher than life, but the really difficult part often lies here, because most art only originates from life but cannot be higher than life.

Now that Dustin was finally able to breathe, "Well, let's switch angles."

"In life, there is not only the separation of love, but also birth, aging, sickness and death. None of us can escape and no one can resist. The final destination is the same for everyone."

"Death. You see, everyone knows that life ends, but the strange thing is that few people are willing to discuss it."

(End of this chapter)