Chapter 1519 1519 Bold Idea

Hugo looked back in the trailer and found that his teammates were still immersed in their sleep. He closed the car door gently, stretched his waist, stretched his body, and then slowly walked along the path of the camp. pace.

At this time, it was just after three in the afternoon, the sun in early May was not hot, and the coldness and humidity of spring in the air gradually disappeared in the light, mixed with the dryness and restlessness of early summer, which made the mood leap. , the light wind brings the fragrance of rustling leaves and the crisp sound of rushing water in the distance, the noise makes the world more quiet and peaceful, and all the irritability melts silently in the soft soil.

There was a vicissitudes of life and a hoarse singing mixed in the wind, which echoed in the nature from far and near, Hugo involuntarily followed the sound and walked over, just more than twenty steps away from the place where their trailer was located. A caravan was parked, with a horse rein tied next to it, a horse with smooth hair was sniffing, and the colorful and rough fabrics grabbed all eyes in the lush green, the bright Bohemian The style is coming. Then Hugo saw a man and a woman sitting on the rocks in front of the caravan.

The woman is wearing a long dress of bright red floral cotton, with a colorful openwork lace cape draped over her shoulders, her hands are covered with countless beads, leather, silver and bracelets, and a palm-width knitted head is worn on her head. A fringed headdress; the man wears a dark brown leather vest over an ivory linen shirt, a leather hydration bag and a compass hanging from a bright brown sword pouch belt at his waist, and dark brown boots on his feet It has been broken into pieces.

At this time, the man is holding an acoustic guitar in his arms, and his fingertips outline a fresh and transparent melody, and the melodious melody flows slowly; the woman is holding a tambourine, tapping the rhythm softly, and whispering softly in her mouth Humming, "The Queen of Nine Suns has been drunk and unconscious for nine days or more, until her people are tired, they can no longer wait, they can't continue to wait..."

Between the shallow and low voices, the hoarse singing told the endless vicissitudes of life, as if time was slowly flowing between the strings of the guitar. Hugo knew that the woman was singing at this time the most famous "Queen of Nine Days" in the history of the British Tudor dynasty, Jane. A victim of desire, she was put on the throne for religious and political reasons, but also for religious and political reasons, she was deposed after just nine days, and six months after her abdication, she was secretly executed. sixteen years old.

In fact, Jane Grey is widely regarded as a Protestant martyr, and her life and death represent the political climate and religious fanaticism in England in the 1650s.

With just a few words of lyrics, you can hear the essence and poetry of that era. This kind of vicissitudes revealed inadvertently, blooms infinite charm in the simple and clear strings of men.

This is not the best stage, you can hear the sound of birds, turbulence, engines and other environmental sounds all around, and you can also hear the slogans of the campground manager arranging new sleepers not far behind; A dozen people and Hugo were around here, and everyone was chatting in a low voice, even louder than a woman singing, making it impossible to hear the lyrics clearly.

This isn't the best performer either, and it's obvious that men and women just sing along, which is the nature of gypsies, and they pick up their instruments at any time on the road - not even needing them. , you can immerse yourself in the music. The two people in front of them don't know whether they are gypsies, but the rich bohemian style and this fresh and moving folk ballads have outlined the image of the bohemian bard in twos and threes.

However, Hugo could not help immersed in it, because in the soul of the music, he could smell the taste of freedom.

During this hiking trip, Hugo met many bards. They may not be professional, they may not be top-notch, but there are fascinating stories in their songs, a melody, a section Lyrics, a piece of music, represent a life.

This is the soul of music.

Although this is a ballad, Hugo can feel it. In the soul of ballads, there is the same uninhibited and unrestrained freedom as rock and roll, and the emotions that can touch the softness of the heart are the same.

"We've been like this before, haven't we?" A voice came from his ear, interrupting Hugo's thoughts, he couldn't help turning his head suddenly, and then he saw Fu Jin standing beside him. Fujin seemed to sense the doubts in Hugo's eyes, and repeated his words, "We used to be like this, wandering on the road with musical instruments, bringing musical symbols to every corner."

Fookkin is talking about the road tour that Dead Glory first became known as. It is those wandering years that have forged a unique style that belongs to Glory to Death. "This kind of free performance always makes people's blood boil." Hugo nodded, turned to look at the two people again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Many times, they do not perform for the sake of performance, just like the two people in front of them, a melody emerges in their minds, and then they interpret it directly, enjoying the purest and simplest happiness brought by music in the process of creation and performance. and happiness. Many of the tracks in "Almost Famous" and "Bathing in the Morning Light" were sprouted during those years.

"If you want, we can try it again now, anyway, we are on the road now." Fukin shrugged and said casually, Fukin turned his head and glanced at Hugo, and added, "Anyway. No one will recognize you now."

Now Hugo has a beard, covering half of his face, and usually wears a baseball cap, so almost his entire face is hidden, so it is really hard to recognize. At this time, the performance of the two people in front of them just ended, and the scattered audience around them all applauded. The two showed polite smiles to thank the audience, but then the two began to talk in a low voice. With different new ideas.

Hugo smiled lightly, "But you still recognize me easily." Yesterday, he was on the ring. At the entrance of the poison center, they didn't have any suspicion at all, and they decided that the person who came was Hugo, and he continued, "Of course, if we really want this, we can still do it, but the meaning is different."

Hugo didn't explain too much, but Fukukin understood it right away. Not to mention how well known Hugo is now, even the other four members of the Glory to Death have widespread popularity, and they continue to roam the streets as they did before, and will soon attract crowds to watch - whatever Whether it was for their music or to join in the fun, this changed their performance and lost the casualness and freedom of the two bohemians in front of them.

"People outside the circle always want to come in; but people in the circle look at the outside world with envy." Fu Jin sighed in a deep voice. In the past six months, Fu Jin's feelings have been particularly profound, especially In the period after Oscar, what happened to Glory to Death and what Hugo went through made Fukukin's understanding of music have undergone earth-shaking changes.

This is the siege.

"Have you talked to Henry? When are you going to tell him about the band?" Fookin couldn't help but lower his voice, because the two people in front of him began to play again, this time playing a melancholy slow board, they don't seem to care about the noise around them at all, just completely immersed in the music world. "EMI can't wait to get us into the studio."

"It's not impossible to enter the studio now, but I don't want to." Hugo bluntly expressed his inner thoughts. Although Glory to Death has completed a breakthrough, although he also broke free after creating "Sail", but The recording studio is like an iron box made up of copper walls and iron walls, completely isolated from the freedom, casualness, laxity, relaxation and comfort of the whole world.

Fu Jin twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, but he didn't know whether to smile or helplessly, "You know that EMI will not let us off easily, if you really don't want to, just let Henry pretend not to know for a while, anyway, you disappeared. For a month, no one can find you."

The pressure from EMI Records, Neil and Fokin are the two people who know the most, because they have been the most dedicated people in the past year - of course, working behind closed doors makes them even more depressed. Since EMI signed a big contract with Glory to the Dead last year, everyone has been looking forward to what kind of return this contract will bring. It is precisely this third album that is a watershed for rock bands, and it is even more impressive. Looking forward to it.

As time passed, the pressure on EMI increased, the pressure on Henry increased, and the pressure on the members of Glory to the Dead also increased.

Although Henry never complained to Hugo about these things, even if he didn't mention them, Hugo could imagine the tension between EMI and Henry. In the past, it was because Hugo was always busy with the movie, and he never had any clear ideas for the new album, so it was delayed again and again; but now it is different. Hugo has adjusted his state and the band has recovered. So is it really okay to drag the album thing on?

At this moment, the pair of Bohemians in front of them were singing softly, "The last thing I heard him say was that the end of your life is not far away, poor boy, I will travel to every part of the world. a corner..."

A bold idea suddenly popped into Hugo's mind, "Why should we go back to the studio to record? Why can't we record in the city, in nature, in...anywhere? We Why can't we make our album on the road?"