1705 Art Life

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The audience fell silent.

The confrontation between Fletcher and Andrew in front of him is like dancing with the devil, the collapse and struggle under the pressing step by step, as if the ants are twisted under the palm of the giant of fate, the harder they work, the more desolate, The more you fight, the more bitter it becomes. The layer by layer of the absent-minded process slowly disintegrating, under the elegance of jazz and the warmth of the creamy yellow lights on the scene, bursts of super energy tenfold and a hundredfold, crushing it vigorously. .

Every audience was deeply shocked, and they couldn't even find an appropriate word or sentence to express their inner feelings at this moment. In the faint, they seemed to be able to capture a touch of blood, if there was nowhere It floated in the air, and then I couldn't help but start to shiver.

One. one more.

...

Faced with difficulties, what should we do?

Some people choose to give up, some choose to detour, some choose to ask for help, and some choose to... resist, slam into it with their own flesh and blood, and then see if it is their own flesh/body/mortal/fetus. At the end of the laugh, he was the first to be hit with blood and flesh.

Bloody feeling.

The movie really shows this kind of bloody feeling. During the repeated practice of the "Whipping" track, Andrew's tiger's mouth has a rubbing and peeling wound. It is just a small wound, but Andrew continues to torture himself. During the exercise, a heart-piercing pain burst out.

Obviously no blood was seen, but the audience at the scene could clearly feel the bloody feeling, just like the punishment of Ling Chi, slashing wounds on the body one by one, and then they could see the muscles rolled up, exposing the skin under the skin. The red tender meat, the blood did not flow out, but was scarred and bloody.

Watching a jazz movie, but felt a strong physical/physical discomfort, this is really a rare viewing experience. But this is only the second time in the whole work - the first is the opening.

When Andrew let go of his right hand and threw the drumstick due to excessive pain, the tiny bits of blood spilled on the off-white drum surface of the jazz drum, and the audience raised their hands to cover their eyes, unable to bear it. I started retching, and the irritating feeling of stomach cramps and nervous tension evolved from a psychological to a direct physiological effect.

The only thing that is fortunate is that the picture flashed by, and then switched to the first date of Andrew and Nicole. The changes in the picture and the light finally slowed down the psychological horror temporarily.

This is not a wonderful date.

Andrew talked nervously about music, and all topics were inseparable from music-to be precise, jazz; and Nicole's initiative, Andrew didn't know how to respond. Then they chatted about the school. They thought it was the common ground, but they didn't expect it to be the biggest difference.

Nicole is also studying at university, but she has not yet determined her major, and she is not in a hurry, and is ready to determine it slowly. These are two completely different styles from Andrew. Andrew clearly knows what he wants and what he wants. What to be, what to plan.

Nicole even said that she didn't like Shelford College very much because people there looked down on her.

Moreover, Nicole is very, very homesick, she is from Arizona, but now in New York, she wants to go back all the time; and Andrew's relationship with his family is gradually estranged, even if his family is in New York.

Their differences and differences could go on and on if necessary, but...it wasn't a successful date.

The music room band participated in a jazz competition, and at halftime, lead drummer Turner handed the score to Andrew for safekeeping - Turner had his own habits and quirks, and there was nothing he could do without the score To play, although every musician had to recite his own score, Turner just couldn't do it, it was a state of health, and he needed a reminder of a visual reference.

Andrew put the sheet music on the bench in the hallway, but the sheet music disappeared, no one could be sure whether it was an accident or Andrew did it on purpose, but the result was that, just before the stage, Turner panicked. , Fletcher was furious when he learned about it, and Andrew took the opportunity and became the lead drummer.

Turner and Andrew were not friends at first, but now they are directly enemies.

"Turner, what are you doing here? Today is core training, I don't have time to tune the bench." This is the first and last sentence that Fletcher saw Turner in the next training.

Andrew's life seems to have finally entered the state of his dreams, but at home, he still cannot find a sense of belonging and identity.

At a house party, Andrew is talking about his band, but all attention is on Andrew's two cousins, a football player and a schoolboy. Their achievements are the focus of praise and attention, because they are the "successful people" recognized by the mainstream of society, because the music industry is not a job at all.

They sneered at Andrew's achievements, but boasted that one of his cousins, Travis, had advanced 93 yards in the weekend football game. Such a stark discrimination made Andrew unable to stop complaining. To, "That's just the third tier."

In the National Collegiate Athletic Association (nc+) event, the first level is the highest level, and the players in it have a one-tenth chance to become a professional athlete. As for the second level, the first level

Level three is even more hopeless.

Andrew's Shelford College is one of the top music schools in the world.

Andrew's words instantly froze the atmosphere of the entire dining table. Everyone looked at Andrew in shock, but Andrew was completely unaware, "Carleton University team didn't even make it to the second tier. It's the third level." He was stating an objective fact, but he didn't know why they were so surprised.

Travis didn't speak.

Andrew's uncle Frank said, "Andy, do you have any friends?"

"No." Andrew said the truth.

Frank said with a look of contempt, "Why?"

Andrew frowned slightly and said in a teasing tone, "I don't know, I just don't see the usefulness of friends."

"Then who do you hang out with?" Frank said aggressively. "John Lennon and Paul McCartney were good brothers in college, right?"

"Charlie didn't have any friends before Joe Jones smashed Charlie Parker with a bowl." Andrew also refused to give in.

Frank sneered, "So that's your definition of success?"

"I think being the greatest musician of the twentieth century is a success in anyone's eyes." Andrew's answer didn't pause, he responded by hitting a wall.

At this point, even Andrew's father, Jim, couldn't stand it any longer. "After being addicted to alcohol/drugs/drugs, the family was destroyed at the age of thirty-four, which is not considered a success in my opinion."

Andrew did not lift his head and stared at his dinner plate, cutting the potatoes with the knife, and he could even hear the sound of the knife colliding with the porcelain plate, "I'd rather be thirty-four years old because of binge/drinking/smoking. / Poisoned and ruined, it has become a topic of discussion at the dinner table of people's family gatherings, and they do not want to live to be ninety years old with a lot of money, but no one remembers it at all."

"But your friend remembers you, that's the point." Frank seemed to grab the sore foot and immediately continued.

Andrew's eyebrows rose slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of mockery, and he looked at Frank, "None of us are friends of Charlie Parker, that's the point."

Frank still refused to show weakness, "Travis and Dustin have a lot of friends and a lot of goals."

Andrew's smile remained the same, and he looked directly at the two cousins ​​on the opposite side. A sarcastic expression slowly flowed from his eyebrows, "I am very sure that you will be the president of the student union one day in the future."

Dustin, who had always been silent, finally spoke up, "Oh? So that's why you don't like us? Do you think you're stronger than us?"

Andrew looked directly at Dustin and said with a blank face, "The reaction speed is good, and it was practiced in the Model United Nations?"

Travis didn't hold back, "I can answer you. You think Carlton football is a joke? Come-play-with-us."

Andrew raised his chin slightly, showing his dominance and condescension, "Those are four words you can never hear from nfl."

The nfl, the National Football League, is the lifelong dream stage of every football player, just like Lincoln Center was to Andrew.

"Who wants dessert?" The aunt sitting next to her tried to break the ice.

Jim couldn't stand his son's appearance, and added, "Can you hear it at Lincoln Center?"

Andrew turned his head to look at his father, the light in those eyes gradually became cold, the calm indifference and alienation pulled the distance between the two; then a humiliated anger and Unwilling to flash away, he bit his gums lightly, without saying anything, just holding his plate, stood up, and turned to leave.

Jim sat there, holding up his white wine glass, and his expression became elusive.

Art is always like this. In the eyes of mainstream society, it is not life and has no value worth pursuing.

After the dinner party, Andrew became more and more involved in band training, and Fletcher arranged the repertoire for the next game, when the drum kit needed to challenge the highest level of 400 hits, which was also the pinnacle of double swing technology. He hoped Andrew was able to show his strength and level.

But before Andrew could rejoice, Fletcher continued, "Like you, I recently met another kid doing double swings in the rehearsal room, so I'm going to give him another chance."

Before Andrew could react, Ryan's figure appeared in the practice room.

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