Chapter 522 522 Fan Team

Meredith could clearly feel the thrill of all the blood rushing toward her heart, a feeling so familiar and so foreign to her. Familiar because she experienced it once at the Hollywood Bowl not long ago, strange because today's turbulent emotions are even more surging, and she is still unfamiliar with it.

Meredith is a loyal film lover. This hobby comes from her parents. She believes that film can always realize the deepest dreams of human beings, and is also a faithful carrier of human psychology, historical process and other spiritual cultures. Of course, Meredith also has a focus on music, just not as crazy as the movie.

But the last time at the Hollywood Bowl, Meredith really realized the power of music, the kind of energy that bursts from the notes from the lyrics to the voice, which is a completely different expression from the movie, but it is the same as the movie. Possessing the ability to penetrate deep into the heart and penetrate the soul, when one abandons the self and throws the whole person into the ocean of music, a kind of extreme joy and pleasure will sublimate the self like bathing in the sun. No wonder people say that music is the most beautiful language in the world.

It is only the simplest melody symbol, connected with the simplest vocabulary, but it can express the richest emotion.

That night was a huge shock to Meredith. Originally, she only went there out of curiosity, but she did not expect to experience a spiritual baptism, which also strengthened her support for Hugo.

Today, Meredith felt that shocking energy again, and it was more direct, more turbulent and stronger than the last time, and she could even feel her soul resonating with the performance that was going on on the stage, "Sometimes Leaving means a second chance", Hugo's voice easily touched the deepest softness in her heart. Such lyrics are like a ray of light that guides the direction in life, clearing all the fog in front of her eyes and letting her find the the way forward.

This made Meredith firm up her mind once again: she would follow Hugo's path and keep pursuing it. Hugo is chasing his dream, and she is chasing Hugo's footsteps, and then unswervingly marches toward her dream, as long as Hugo's footsteps do not stop, she will not stop.

When the thoughts in her mind were connected, the smile on the corner of Meredith's mouth burst into the most dazzling appearance in tears. She looked up at the huge banner above her head, "Glory to Death", the bulldog said that A crown entwined with purple thorns releases unyielding, stubborn, tenacity, and dazzling energy in the sunlight, filling up all the emptiness and weakness in my heart.

Telegraph Street became a sea of ​​music.

It was originally just an ordinary morning, and the students at the University of California, Berkeley, walked past Telegraph Street and walked towards the campus according to their original pace. But the sight in front of them made the students stop their steps, not only because the Telegraph Street was blocked by the more than 300 people in front of them, and they had to take a detour, but also because the more than 300 uniform figures in front of them outlined the outline. A youthful fire blazed under the blue sky.

The glory standing on the stage swayed their sweat to the death, interpreting every note with all the energy in their bodies; the more than 300 audience standing under the stage unleashed their enthusiasm, two of them. More than a hundred people are obviously organized, they know every song of the band like the back of the hand, and then sing, shout, scream in unison in the right place, they are like the background chorus of the band, using every song of their own. Divided enthusiasm for the band's performance to embellish.

Although the support of more than 200 people is organized, it is not rigid, because the excitement, excitement, and highness on the faces of each audience are so real, you can even clearly see the protruding blue veins on their necks, that drop Drops of sweat penetrated from the forehead and the tip of the nose, and flashed in the eyes that were not dazzling in the morning; the frenzy in the eyes and the cry in the corner of the mouth, everything was so real. Even from a distance of more than ten yards, you can clearly feel the monstrous heat wave coming your way!

The enthusiasm of these two hundred people was also directly transmitted to the other hundred or more spectators in front of the stage. These audiences also joined the whole frenzy of cheering, using their enthusiasm to make up for their lack of awareness of rhythm, and then using their jumping bodies , roaring voice, swaying sweat to vent the turbulent frenzy in his heart.

This carnival is almost stunned. The time and space change between trance and trance. It is like coming to the rock and roll carnival scene in Woodstock in 1969, which was visited by a heavy rain, but the golden sunshine falling from the sky at this time is too dazzling, making people feel Dizzy and dazzling, but the overwhelming enthusiasm is so sincere and crazy.

Telegraph Street is crazy, the whole street is overwhelmed by the music of glory to death, no matter whether they know this band or not, whether they are passionate about music or not, people can't help but move towards this place, and then rely on their own instincts, Join the rhythm of the live carnival.

The sea of ​​people is getting denser and denser, the crowd is getting more and more turbulent, and the waves of people are getting more and more surging... From 300 to 600 people, the Telegraph Street has been blocked, and the college students who wantonly enjoy their youth have left their shoulders. , gave up the idea of ​​attending class on time, and just simply became a part of this carnival. At this moment, youth transforms into a light that is brighter than the North Star.

More than 30 reporters were stunned by the carnival in front of them, not because of the scale - there were countless performances larger than this, but because of the enthusiasm. This is a carnival without any concept or prejudice. Everyone just enjoys the music. Many people don't even know who the band is performing on the stage. They just enjoy the music brought by the band. Pleasure, and then wantonly swaying his smiles, cheers and screams, sweat flying in the air, interweaving into a gorgeous light curtain, making the entire Telegraph Street look like a dreamy whimsical world.

This kind of pure enthusiasm, simple carnival, and indulgent release made the reporters unable to believe their eyes at all. They even forgot that today was the day of the official release of the first album of Glory to the Dead, and this small performance was the band's first album. A formal greeting to the fans, they don't remember all of this at all, they are just attracted by the noise and noise in front of them, record the scenes with the cameras in their hands, and feel the scenes with their eyes and skin. Fanaticism, to experience the wanton scenes with body and spirit.

The performance of Glory to the Dead seems to have a magic power that makes everyone fall into the music and enjoy and release it to the fullest, but unfortunately, today's performance "only" lasted for only half an hour, which made everyone on the scene enjoy it. The audience was full of smiles and shouted "Encore" with disappointment in their eyes.

But today is not a concert, the band did not walk off the stage, Hugo smiled and said to the microphone, "Compared to Encore, I would prefer that we have a face-to-face conversation. I hope that by the end of today, Our album at least sells..." Hugo turned around and counted the band members, then said, "Well, more than five." This made the audience burst into laughter, "Next we'll be in the record store. There is waiting for everyone inside, I hope everyone can enter the store in order to buy albums - even if it is not our album, I believe you can find your favorite music in it. Amoeba can rent the venue to us, our band is very Thank you, so I hope everyone can cooperate. Thank you!"

Hugo's simple words threw out the next gimmick. Fans could enter the record store and have a head-to-head contact with the band members, which immediately caused a commotion on the scene, and many people began to gear up and try their best.

At this moment, Meredith and Liam signaled to the people around them, and then a voice jumped up from the audience, "D.O.G!D.O.G!" The sound grew louder and louder, and finally the more than 600 people at the scene shouted loudly together, which made the entire Telegraph Street full of echoes of "D.O.G", such a momentum, it is really unimaginable!

The members of the band who died of glory all looked at each other. Obviously, there is really too much difference between organized and unorganized. Although there were only more than 300 people at the scene today, the whole support was less than that at the Hollywood Bowl that day. Not inferior. It's rare for a band to have such a loyal following just after their debut album was released.

Hugo stepped off the stage, saw Samora with a smile on his face, and said with a smile, "Is this what you organized?" Although it was a question, his tone was very positive.

Samora really nodded, "We all organized it together. After the last open-air theater performance, we gathered together to discuss. In the future, your performances will be more and more, and we also believe that loyal fans will More and more, then it's good to have an organization that brings people together, whether it's to discuss your music, or to support your performances."

"Actually, this is not a group. Everyone just gathered together because of the same hobby and simply discussed the band's music." Samora and Hugo walked into the record store side by side and explained, "Organizations similar to today's support Everyone participates voluntarily, but they are actually a bunch of lunatics, madly in love with your live performances.”

Hugo laughed, he originally thought it was a fan meeting similar to an idol singer, but now listening to Samora explain it like this, it seems that he misunderstood, "I saw the banner just now, What's that sign?"

Samora looked at Hugo, "That's the logo we designed for the band, and it's also the logo of our group of fan clubs, what do you think?"