Chapter 947 947 The First Act of the Feast
"The heart blooms like a flower, grows wildly and burrows out of the ruthless and hard earth; there is no place to sleep in this small town without a foothold; you are bad luck, you have to find out what happened."
The psychedelic and splendid sound of the electronic piano kept changing its colors in the morning sun, and then like a string of blue hyacinths, it began to sway gently in the wind, and the flower buds swayed in the wind. The soft and mellow voice slowly bloomed, and the sun accompanied Hugo's singing to outline a golden border on the edge of the hyacinth. The deep blue-purple and the clear light gold collided together, and released in Hugo's voice. Endless light.
In an instant, the fans in New York lost control, and the screams came like a storm, so that the glory of being on the stage of Los Angeles on the far west coast could clearly feel the bitterness from the east coast. hurricane.
Apparently, fans in New York recognized it, and this was the song "Beautiful. Day" performed at Madison Square Garden, and everyone who heard the song agreed unanimously. This is Glory to Death's best song to date. It is understandable for one person to say this, it may be that the other party has not heard other songs of the band; it is understandable for two people to say this, it may be that their personal aesthetic views are different; but all the people who participated in the concert in the garden that night. All said so, which is incomprehensible.
And today, this much-anticipated "Beautiful Day" is officially released. Just the first lyric has shocked everyone. Listening to Hugo's mellow voice outlines the magnificent picture, the kind that comes from the soul The deep trembling made everyone show a similar expression: mouth wide open, stunned.
The screams of the New York fans stopped in an instant, as if they were being caught by the throat, and it was true, they were caught by the wonderful performance of the band.
What the song "A Beautiful Day" needs is not to sing loudly, but to touch it with one's own heart and one's own soul. The sighing touch is enough to bring tears to my eyes, and the picture is so spectacular that it makes me speechless. It is enough to be jaw-dropping, and the majestic and admirable domineering is enough to make people tremble.
Listen to the picture in Hugo's song, "Look at the colorful world, see the mysterious East in the field of vision, see the canyon destroyed by the dark clouds, see the tuna school hollow out the sea, see the nomadic Arabs lighting the bonfire, see the Oil fields were burned, watching birds soaring with olive branches. After the disaster there was a chaotic splendor.”
This is not only a song, but also a romantic poem. In just a few words, the greatness of nature and the mystery of the universe are brought into sight. No one can make exceptions, but they can only look at the stage stupidly. Watching the glorious performance on the big screen in front of me, and then savoring the sex of the music dancing on the tip of my tongue by myself. sense.
It is hard to imagine that music can reach such a state. Hugo turned the melody into the magic wand of the God of Creation, the lyrics into the vicissitudes of life, and the singing into a long river of history. The grandeur and magnificence are closer to the masses than classical music. , but the effect of shocking the soul has not weakened in the slightest. At this moment, all the prosperity and cumbersomeness of music are stripped away, returning to the most primitive true meaning: the language of the human heart, directly hitting everyone's inner softness.
If you close your eyes, you can feel that this is not only a song, but also a painting, a poem, and a piece of art, which can transform music into a realm of art without breaking away from the masses. Such a climax And the superb control ability has destroyed everyone's language system and can only be passively felt.
This is true for fans, passers-by, staff, including professional music critics, and those who hate glory to death may be an exception, but they have no way to express themselves in vicious language. "Disgust", because at this moment the paleness and powerlessness of the language is like dust, and it is not worth mentioning at all.
"What you don't have, you don't need now, and what you don't understand, you will eventually feel, what you don't have, you don't need now, don't need it now, what a beautiful day!"
It was a good day, the best day in music history in 1994.
On this day, Glory to Death released its second album; on this day, "Beautiful Day" was officially released; on this day, Glory to Death convinced countless ordinary audiences with its unparalleled live performance; on this day, Glory to Death In the post-Nirvana era, it has opened the era of new metal music with a proud attitude.
For a long, long time in the future, as people debate the iconic event where new metal music really started to rise, there are always countless answers, some people think it should be Cohen and Blind Music released from 1994 to 1995 The album is marked by some people who think it should be the beginning of the 1992 violent rebellion against the machine (Rage. Again. The. Machine) released the first album combining rap and rock, of course, some people think it is "almost famous" This album in 1994 It kicked off with its first Billboard Albums No. 1 in the fourth week of January.
However, on August 25, 1994, "A Beautiful Day" came out and was recognized by the most people, not only because of the unstoppable frenzy started by relying on this song to the death of glory, but also because of the true meaning of this song It deduces the true meaning of new metal rock: maintains the essence of rock, but embraces different elements such as British, pop, and rap with open arms; maintains the artistic highness, but wins more with profound lyrics and simple melody. Loved by a wide audience.
The most important thing is that this song has become a supreme classic, surpassing "Don't. Look. Back. In. Anger" to become the first absolute classic to be recorded in history. Of course, many people also think that "Don't be sorry for the past" is a classic, and it will be mentioned far more than "A Beautiful Day" in the next two decades. This song is the most widely praised One of the popular tracks, but from a professional and objective point of view, the completion and sublimation of "A Beautiful Day" are even better.
Absolutely classic, more than just talk.
When the last musical symbol came to an end, the fans at the scene in Los Angeles were the first to be unable to bear the surging and turbulent hearts, and the screams were vented in an instant. It came from the soul, and the madness began to spread.
The screams are spreading, starting from Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Seattle on the west coast toward Houston, and in just thirty seconds, it has spread to New York, Boston, Philadelphia, and Miami on the east coast, starting to head toward Chicago, and the entire North America. The mainland was shocked by the hoarse roar.
When the screaming reached its peak, the shouting began to break through the limit, and the sound began to tear in the air. At this time, people realized that even the screaming was not enough to express their inner shock and excitement, and their emotions had reached Ultimately, if they don't erupt, maybe they will faint directly on the scene.
So, some people started clapping and jumping, and the "bang, bang, bang" sound began to gather in pieces, and then spread rapidly. Only then did people realize that this simplest method is the most effective method than screaming and shouting. Effectively, the rhythmic shock of "bang bang bang" seemed to be stepping on the pulse of the earth, and it began to set off that strong and powerful vibration in the North American continent.
Twenty-four cities, twenty-four stages, and twenty-four screens connect everyone together. It's not a concert, but it's better than a concert. This is a new album of Glory to Death At the press conference, when the first song debuted, it ignited the enthusiasm of everyone on the scene. The madness was pushed to the peak without any brewing, and the entire sky of North America was lit up in an instant, which was extremely spectacular.
Hugo stood on the stage, and he could see the grand scene of the other twenty-three cities on the big screen. Everyone was jumping, everyone was revelling, the kind of heat that made his blood boil over and over again. With him: This is the stage he loves, this is the music he is crazy about.
Hugo couldn't take it any longer. Like all the audience, he stood there and started to applaud and jump. The simple "bang bang bang" rhythm seemed to have magic power, connecting everyone and bringing all the enthusiasm. All gathered, and then a huge bonfire was lit, and it was roaring.
In fact, this was originally just a small means for "Road to Glory" to call for encores on the night of the Madison Square Garden tour, but now I didn't expect it to become the most unique and powerful way to support Glory to Death. People use this neat way A uniform way to pass the fire inside!
Not only Hugo, but Neil, Pedro, and Alfonso couldn't help it. They all ran to the front row and joined this wave of support. Only the drummer, Fujin, stayed alone and lonely. At the back, but obviously today's carnival is indispensable. Pedro ran to the back and pulled Fujin out, and then everyone joined the carnival together.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Hugo really felt very magical. Music became an invisible bridge, connecting all of them together. Everyone released their inner enthusiasm and simply enjoyed the beauty of music. He listened to the neat and powerful "bang bang bang" sound, which seemed to be the most primitive but most moving musical symbol.
Hugo had heard before that Africans are unique in their enthusiasm for drumming. They can use any simple instrument to beat the drums, and then a feast begins. It seems to be the same now. The rhythm of the drums composed of applause and jumping sounds is like a pure natural melody. It floats from far and near, and the soul-stirring melody begins to sing in Hugo's mind.
"La la la... clap clap..." A melody erupted like a volcano that was constantly erupting.