Chapter 793 793 The Shining Moment

There is a sound that can wake up sleeping memories through hardships and obstacles; there is a melody that can smash all protective shells to fit the soul; there is a lyrics that can hit the softest part of your heart like a shooting star. That's the power of music, and that's why music can be a bridge for everyone.

At this moment, the song on the stage with a touch of sadness but shining with a subtle light is this kind of music.

Involuntarily, people raised their hands, waved their hands to meet the rhythm of the melody, and then used footsteps, bodies, and voices to vent the turbulent emotions in their hearts that could not be described in words. The entire playground of Venice High School seemed to be a sea of ​​people, and the rolling waves spread endlessly in sight.

"Take me to the place you want, a place no one knows about and waiting for us to explore. Please don't waste your youth on rock bands, they will only make you sink."

Youth only once, only once, this is the most beautiful and wonderful time in life, no matter how long life is, this is the most splendid time. But this truth is often not known. Only after the youth has disappeared in the wind, do they stand in place, blankly looking back at the green years that are gradually passing away, and then at a loss, want to go back to the past but can't do anything , I want to step into the future but I am lost, I can only stand in the same place stupidly, cherishing the past, holding that ray of "unwillingness" and unwilling to start again.

But people often overlook that the reason why youth is precious is because youth is wanton, flamboyant, and uninhibited. What it carries is the fearlessness and courage in the depths of the heart, breaking the shackles of life and doing things freely. Oneself, stick to oneself, the light of youth shines in the lines of one's palm.

Many people don't even understand what youth really means.

Maybe it is for the rock dream, desperate, leaving school, abandoning the family, forgetting the future, and devoting myself to the band; maybe it is to waste time, drinking, partying, racing, and having fun, leaving the stress and troubles of life at home In the mailbox at the door, arm yourself with the most real emotions in your heart, without being pretentious; perhaps to release your body and mind, sitting on the balcony of the attic in a daze on a sunny afternoon, a cup of tea and a book, just watching the time slip away foolishly .

This is youth. It will not succumb to society, will not be bound by morality, and will not be afraid of the future. It will just bloom recklessly and shine with its own soul.

This is why youth is unique: it is a time that can never be replaced, when we learn to grow up, when we learn to worry, when we learn to fear, when we learn to take responsibility, when we learn to take responsibility, youth is gone forever .

"So, I will start a revolution from the bed, because you say that my thoughts have swept my head, it is summer outside the door, and when you stand by the fire, the fire lights your face red , the hope in your heart is burning like that flame."

Therefore, the meaning of youth is not the age, but the state of mind. When the mentality has changed and the growth has come uncontrollably, then keep your youth in the time when you are crazy for rock, quarrel for friends, and loose for happiness, and put all your nostalgia, reluctance, and unwillingness. Reflected in the photo album, organized my shape, embraced my life after growing up, and cherished the years when I was ignorant and wasted time.

Hugo's mellow and warm voice is like the brightest ray of sunshine in his youth, penetrating the shackles of time, penetrating the obstacles of space, and projecting directly from the most splendid distant memory on the present atrium, in an instant. In time, the turbulent emotions drowned him, and before he realized it, tears welled up in his eyes, and the choked sob in his throat was pouring out the mixed feelings in his heart.

The melody gradually reached its peak, the drum beat accompanied by the passionate guitar strings, "So Sally can wait", everyone in the audience sang loudly in unison, and the uniform singing voice followed Hugo's voice. , like a response from all over the world, from the depths of memory, echoing quietly above the playground and above the soul.

"She knows that even if your awakening is too late, even if you have been abandoned by everyone, her youth is gradually withering, but I remember you said, don't feel sorry for the past. At least not today."

Every sentence of the lyrics is so sharp and stabbed on the chest without error. Only by shouting out with all our strength can we express the intricate thoughts in our hearts. The 5,000 spectators at the scene sang hoarsely. Every word came from the depths of the heart, full of the weight and complexity of tears, shining in the brilliant afternoon sun.

The continuous chorus at the scene made the stage tremble slightly. Neil could clearly feel that the passion in his body was continuously transmitted from his fingertips to the strings, and the surging passion melted into the melody. The feeling that the whole soul was singing happily was unprecedented.

Not only Neil, but Fokin's drums, Alfonso's keyboards, Pedro's bass, the excitement and joy that rises from the depths of the soul and the melody are flawlessly combined. The true essence of live performance, and at the same time the performance of music at its peak.

Hugo closed his eyes involuntarily, because he longed to hear this voice swarming from all directions, this is the voice from memory, this is the voice from the bottom of my heart, this is the voice from the soul, igniting every song in the lyrics with enthusiasm. A ray of emotion created a subtle resonance with Hugo's heart. Immediately in Hugo's mind, the situation when he wrote this song appeared in his mind. The excitement of regaining courage after being dazed was constantly stirring in his chest.

The tightly closed eyes were a little warm.

That's the power of live performance! While audiences won't compare Glory to Death and Nirvana, and there's no comparison between the two very different bands, there's no question that both bands' live performances are unquestionably top-notch. The power that shakes the soul is hidden in the melody and awakens the most real emotions in my mind.

Kurt just stood there, even though Dave pulled his arm and signaled that he was about to get in the car, he didn't move, just stood there and listened silently. Involuntarily, Kurt also closed his eyes. This is not just a song, but a whisper from the soul, which can only be understood by listening with the soul.

"So Sally can wait, she knows that even if you wake up too late, even if you've been abandoned by everyone, her youth is fading, but I remember you said, don't feel sorry for the past. At least not today."

Kurt only felt warmth in his eyes, opened his eyes slightly, and the sunlight that entered his line of sight became blurred. In the hazy halo, he seemed to see himself laughing in the recording studio. What is that? When? It's been a long time since he laughed so cheerfully, and it seems like it was already before the release of "Never Mind", although it was only three years ago, but it was so far away that it seemed like a lifetime ago.

The feeling of my heart trembling slightly because of the music is really long gone. It's like two strangers who have never met each other, but they have found a spiritual fit because of the commonality of music. The melodies that really touch people are actually similar, not the way or means of composing the music, but the meaning. True emotion in the melody.

Kurt suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Who are they?"

Dave, who was standing behind Kurt, was stunned for a while. He didn't forget the conflict between Kurt and Glory to Death before. He thought that Kurt was going to pick something up again, so he couldn't help but hesitate. But Kurt just stood there quietly, motionless, Dave hesitated, and said, "To the death of glory, the lead singer is Hugo Lancaster."

Kurt didn't speak. He looked at the world through the hazy halo. Everything seemed to have a golden halo. It was beautiful and indescribable. Sketched a small arc, but quickly disappeared again, whispering, "Death. Or. Glory, glory? Or? Death? Glory, or death?"

In a trance, the soul of Nirvana Band and the soul of glory to death, under the afternoon sun, separated by the time of a charity performance and separated by the space of a playground, overlapped together, the call from the depths of the soul. , making a clanging sound, constantly echoing, echoing, echoing in my mind...

The voice from the distance was like velvet, awakening Kurt again, "But I remember you said, don't feel sorry for the past. At least not today." The long voice gradually disappeared into the melody, and then The clamor erupted in an instant.

"D.O.G...D.O.G...D.O.G..."

The uniform shouts were deafening, shaking the entire Venice High School, and the scene of Nirvana at the beginning of the trance reappeared again. All the turbulence in the heart is vented out. It's just a slogan, but it makes people feel the urge to cry.

The slogan was like a ray of light projected over it. Kurt couldn't help but want to know the singer of this song. He wanted to talk to this person, but... after hesitating, he didn't want to, and he couldn't. So, Kurt stood there, let out a long sigh, and then came back to his senses and gave Dave a look, indicating that they could leave. Dave glanced at Kurt, he had expected Kurt to do something, but there was nothing, he looked back at the direction of the playground, and finally just shook his head.

Kurt was so proud, he didn't want to bow his head; Kurt was so lonely, he was afraid of strangers; Kurt was so reserved, he refused to take the initiative. So, Kurt turned around and got into the car. The door was closed by Quess who followed, and a wall was erected between Kurt's and Hugo's worlds, and then the occasional flash of light in Kurt's world vanished again, falling back into darkness.