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The Los Angeles River flows into the Pacific Ocean from its source, covering about 51 miles. The river within the planned area is 32 miles long. It is located in the center of the city and divides the City of Angels into east and west sides. The city center is located on the west side of the Los Angeles River. Although the west side of Los Angeles includes rich areas such as Hollywood and Beverly Hills, it is disorderly and poor in Little Tokyo and China. The National City is also on this side.

Little Tokyo is one of the most chaotic areas in Los Angeles. After entering 8:00 or 9:00 in the evening, you must be vigilant when walking alone on the street. If there is an emergency, you need to withdraw money from the ATM. So many A companion is definitely a wise choice.

Just a block next to Little Tokyo, there is an area called Skid. Row, which is the so-called slum in Los Angeles. Poor Street does not refer to a single street, but refers to the entire area between East Sixth Street and East Fourth Street, between Maple Avenue (Maple. Ave) to Stanford Avenue (Stanford. Ave).

Different from the slum areas in other cities, the poor street commonly known as the "wandering area" by the citizens is just next to the two streets in the city center, which is also determined by the characteristics of the city of Los Angeles - the surrounding counties and cities are far more The development of the center must be prosperous. The alleys here are dilapidated and crowded. Minorities such as blacks, Mexicans, and Spaniards live in cramped spaces like crock houses, engaged in the lowest manual labor in the city. Hope to keep the family alive.

In recent years, there has been a heavy metal rock band called Poor Street, but they have little to do with this slum area in Los Angeles. This band that started to rise in 1986 and became a smash hit with the wave of metal rock was in New Jersey ( New. Jersey) made a fortune, not a local band from the poor streets of Los Angeles.

But the poor streets of Los Angeles have also become a paradise for many underground rock musicians. Just as the Bronx in New York gave birth to hip-hop belonging to the streets, underground rock music lovers gathered in the poor streets to vent their rebellious attitudes. your own emotions and dreams. Al's Bar is located here, at the corner of East Fifth and San Pedro Streets, within walking distance of St. Julian's Park.

Before seven o'clock in the evening, Hugo arrived at his destination by bus. Walking on the street, he could see all kinds of bright costumes, flamboyant black trench coats, gloomy black eyeliner, and hot red hair. One after another colorful balls are detonated in the line of sight, releasing infinite charm.

In the late 1980s and early 1990s, the unemployment crisis in the United States re-emerged - this is one of the reasons for the Rodney-King incident, so heavy metal rock and grunge began to cause strong repercussions, and the 1970s were all the rage Punk music is also slowly recovering. In the beginning, these kinds of music were very unique in the mainstream market. The big record companies, professional music magazines, and top music studios could not accept such alternative and trendy things, which made underground rock vigorously grow.

But then, the grunge rock led by Nirvana unexpectedly set off a frenzy, drowning all other music, and made great breakthroughs in both early word of mouth and the market, which also made grunge included in the mainstream American culture. . After entering 1992, this craze has not weakened, but is in a state of continuous heating. Since 1977, another rock frenzy era seems to be coming.

Looking at the crowded scene in front of him, Hugo seemed to have walked into the magical world of Harry Potter in a trance. Although there were no wands and spells in this world, the ones that flowed from the instrument from the fingertips. Musical symbols are the most beautiful spells in the world, possessing breathtaking energy. Every figure in front of me, those I don’t know, those I don’t know, those who are unfamiliar, those who are flamboyant and introverted, those who wear musical instruments in weird clothes, as if they are musical notes, arranging and combining different shapes in sight, and then hiding them. A beautiful melody played in the blue sky.

Although Hugo told himself more than once that this time-travel was a godsend opportunity, but today Hugo still sighs again, life is really beautiful, thank you for letting him come to Los Angeles in 1992, not only for giving him the opportunity to become a An excellent actor, but also let him have the honor to witness the most glorious era of rock and roll.

Hugo stood there in amazement, feeling a little overwhelmed with excitement. He wanted to go forward and chat with the cool girl with twenty earrings hanging from her ears. He also wanted to join the group of people sitting on the street corner. Playing with unknown bands, he also wants to be like a groupie to surround Green Day frontman Billie. Joe. Armstrong (Billie. Joe. Armstrong)... This is like a Disneyland for rock lovers. , which makes people happy but looking left and right, looking at this and losing the other.

"Hey, Hugo!" A shout came from behind, causing Hugo, who had recently been trained in conditioning, to look back directly, and a handsome man with long blond hair strode over with long legs. "You are Hugo, right? I didn't recognize the wrong person!" The handsome guy in front of him combed his long hair into a ponytail, revealing a clean and stern face, and his blue-green eyes were deep and distant under the soft street light.

Hugo recognized this face and was very familiar with it. He could even remember where he had seen it, the guitarist he met last time when he and Charlize were performing on the Avenue of Stars, but Hugo couldn't remember the other's. name. In this regard, the rain fruit is really weak, just a little better than the sense of direction.

Looking at Hugo's tangled expression, the handsome man smiled clearly, "I'm Neil Anderson, last time..."

"Yes, Neil!" Hugo's eyes immediately burst into bright colors, and his eyes completed a long and narrow crescent because of the bright smile at the corner of his mouth. "Avenue of Stars..." Hugo said quickly, proving that he had no memory. An error occurred. But looking at Neil's paused smile in front of him, Hugo's final voice rose involuntarily, "... Right?"

Neil chuckled softly and nodded, "Yes, Avenue of Stars. I didn't expect to meet so soon." Neil's eyes flashed brightly, and he wanted to spend more time with Hugo last time. It was a pity that he couldn't make the trip that day because he had something to do, which made Neil feel very sorry all the time.

Neil did not ask Hugo for contact information that day. In the United States in the early 1990s, in addition to landline phones, pagers were the most reliable means of communication. Finding another stranger in a metropolis is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But Hugo is right in one sentence. Both of them have common hobbies. As long as they can find the same circle, it is not so difficult to meet again. So there is today's second encounter.

"You have a performance assignment tonight?" Hugo saw the guitar on Neil's shoulder, so he pointed and asked at the Al's bar on the corner.

"Oh, no, it's just a habit." Neil shook his head, "How about you?" Hugo also came here today with his guitar on his back. He chose a white T-shirt with a pattern of crows all the time. Blue jeans, and finally a jacket with a superman icon pattern on a white background, compared to the afternoon, this attire seems to have a lot of fusion.

Hugo laughed, looking at Neil's eyes, he also showed a smile, Hugo said, "Me too. I don't have a band now, I'm just a music lover."

"Me too, I'm alone for a while, and I usually make a living with street performances." Neil said simply, when it comes to rock, in fact, there are relatively fewer solo rock singers, and more like David Bowie. It's not easy to make a career like Bowie. "So, last time you performed a piece of jazz, have you made some rock lately?"

Neil seemed a little impatient, so he cut into the subject without saying a word, but Hugo didn't mind at all, "Oh, of course, I usually write and play and I can create a little bit more or less, but it's suitable for guitar performances. There are not so many, you know, a lot of times the instruments have to be complete."

"You also study other instruments? Wow, I thought it was enough for you to have a good guitar." Neil looked around and sat down directly by the street.

"Oh, no, no, I'm not good at anything except the guitar, and the keyboard is just basic things." Hugo also sat on the ground and said honestly, "It's just that I like to create, so other instruments will be involved. There it is."

"It's impossible to have a guitar solo in a rock band in recent years. Most of the good guitarists will improve the quality of the whole band by a notch. So, the guitar is enough." Neil smiled. Speaking of which, his excitement can be clearly seen from the flying look between his eyebrows, "By the way, how did you set the chords when you wrote that song last time?"

Hugo and Neil were chatting hotly here, and at this time there was also a lot of voices around, and people were everywhere in sight. Everyone was standing or sitting in twos and threes, and they were discussing enthusiastically. Almost everyone is discussing music, and many people have even started to play at the scene. This kind of scene is like the scene of a grand rock music festival, but most of these music lovers have two brushes, which makes the scene The atmosphere is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke that makes one's blood boil.

It's hard to imagine that in Los Angeles under the navy blue night, there is still such an unknown corner, where countless musical symbols are surging, quietly infiltrating the land and becoming part of the city's blood. Looking back, how many **** nights in the past, Hugo was in such a sacred land, but never really got in touch with this group of people who love music, how regrettable it is; of course, regret for the past The more, the more excited Hugo's heart is at the moment, this is the feeling, even the street lights on the corner can see the graceful curve of the notes, making everything covered with a hazy and mysterious light.