There is a sound that can awaken sleeping memories through hardships and dangers; There is a melody that can shatter all the protective shells to produce a fit with the soul; There is a kind of lyric that can hit the softest part of one's 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 singing voice on the stage with a faint sadness but a subtle light is this kind of music.

Involuntarily, people raise their hands, wave their hands to the rhythm of the melody, and then use their feet, bodies, and voices to vent the surging emotions in their hearts that cannot be described in words. The entire playground of Venice High School is like a sea of people, and the undulating waves spread endlessly in sight.

"Take me to the place you aspire to, a place that no one knows and is waiting for us to explore. Please don't waste your youth in a rock band, they will only make you sink day by day. ”

Youth is only once, only once, this is the most beautiful and wonderful period of life, no matter how long life is, this is the most brilliant time. But this truth is often not known, only when the youth has disappeared in the wind, this is stunned to stand in place, blankly looking back at the green years that are gradually gone, and then at a loss, want to go back to the past but can't do anything, want to step into the future but lose themselves, can only stand in place stupidly, remembering the past, holding that wisp of "unwillingness" unwilling to take a new step.

But people often ignore that the reason why youth is precious is because youth is wanton, flamboyant, and uninhibited, and what it carries is the fearlessness and courage in the depths of the heart, breaking the shackles of life, being yourself freely, sticking to yourself, and the light of youth is shining in the lines of your palms.

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

Maybe it was for the sake of the rock 'n' roll dream, regardless of Qiē, leaving school, abandoning family, forgetting about the future, and devoting himself to the band; Maybe it's to squander time, drinking, partying, drag racing, and having fun, leaving the pressure and troubles of life in the mailbox at the door of the house, arming yourself with the truest feelings in your heart, and not pretentious; Maybe it's to release your body and mind, sitting on the balcony of the attic in a daze on a sunny afternoon, watching the time slip away with a cup of tea just stupidly.

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

This is also the reason 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 bear, youth is gone.

"So, I'll take it from the bed. on the start of a revolution. Because you say that my mind has overwhelmed my mind, and outside the door of my house is the middle of summer, and when you stand by the fire, the light of the fire reflects your face, and the hope in your heart burns like the flame. ”

Therefore, the meaning of youth is not in age, but in mentality. When the mentality has changed and growth has come irrepressibly, then, leave your youth in the time when you are crazy for rock, quarrel for friends, and debauchery for happiness, and reflect all your nostalgia, reluctance, and unwillingness in the album, organize your own shape, embrace your life after growing up, and remember the years of ignorance and squandering 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, projecting directly onto the present atrium from the most brilliant distant memory, and in an instant, the surging love will drown itself, and before he realizes it, tears will welled up in his eyes, and the choked throat is pouring out the mixed tastes in his heart.

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

"She knows that even if you wake up too late, even if you have been abandoned by everyone, her youth is gradually withering, but I remember you said, don't be upset about the past. At least not today. ”

Each lyric is so sharp and unmistakably pierced in the chest that only by shouting it out with all your might can you vent the intricate thoughts in your heart. The 5,000 spectators sang hoarsely, every word coming from the depths of their hearts, full of the weight and intricacies of tears, shining in the brilliant afternoon sun.

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

Not only Neil, but also Fokine's drums, Alfonso's keyboards, Pedro's bass, the excitement and joy that rises from the depths of the soul are perfectly combined with the melody, which is the true essence of live performance, and at the same time the expression of music at its peak.

Hugo involuntarily closed his eyes, because he longed to hear this voice swarming from all directions, this is the voice from memory, this is the voice from the heart, this is the voice from the soul, with enthusiasm to ignite every emotion in the lyrics, and there is a subtle resonance with Hugo's heart. Hugo's mind immediately remembered the situation when he first wrote this song, and the excitement of regaining courage after being at a loss was constantly stirring in his chest.

The closed eye sockets couldn't help but feel a little warm.

That's the power of live performance! While audiences don't compare Glory to Death to Nirvana, and there is no comparison between these two very different bands, there's no doubt that both bands are undeniably top-notch in their live performances. That kind of heart-shaking power is hidden in the melody and awakens the most real emotions in the mind.

Kurt just stood still, and even though Dave pulled his arm and signaled that he was going to get into the car, he didn't move, just stood there and listened quietly. Involuntarily, Kurt also closed his eyes, this is not just a song, but a whisper from the heart, 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 have been abandoned by everyone, her youth is gradually withering, but I remember you said, don't be upset about the past. At least not today. ”

Kurt only felt a warmth in his eyes, opened his eyes slightly, and the sunlight that entered his line of sight became blurred, and in the hazy halo he seemed to see himself laughing in the recording studio, when was it? It's been a long time since he's laughed so heartily, and it seems like it was before the release of "Don't Mind", and although it was only three years ago, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

The feeling that my heart trembled slightly because of the music was really a long time ago. It's like two strangers who have never met, but because of the commonality of music, they have found a spiritual fit, and the melody that really touches people is actually similar, not the way or means of composing music, but the real emotions contained in the melody.

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

Dave, who was standing behind Kurt, was stunned, he hadn't forgotten that Jì Kurt had a conflict with Glory to Death before, he thought that Kurt was going to stir up trouble again, so he couldn't help but hesitate. But Kurt just stood still, motionless, and Dave hesitated for a moment, and said, "Glory to death, and the lead singer is Hugo Lancaster." ”

Kurt didn't speak, he looked at the world through the hazy halo, all of them looked like they had a golden halo, beautiful, wonderful, the corners of his mouth that were originally tightly pursed, involuntarily quietly outlined a small arc, but soon disappeared again, and whispered, "Glory to death." lory), glory? Still is? Death? Glory or death? ”

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

A voice in the distance was like velvet, reawakening Kurt, "But I remember you said, don't be upset about the past. At least not today. The lingering sound faded into the melody, and then the noise surged in an instant.

“d。 o。 g…… d。 o。 g…… d。 o。 g……”

The unison shouts were deafening, shaking the entire Venice High School, and in a trance, the opening of the Nirvana Band was repeated, the one by one, "d. o。 G" was so hoarse, as if he had to vent all the turmoil in his heart. It's just a slogan, but it makes people feel the urge to cry.

The slogan was like a ray of light, and Kurt couldn't help but get to know the singer of the song, and he wanted to talk to this person, but ...... After hesitation, he didn't want to, and he couldn't. So, Kurt stood still, let out a long breath, and then came back to his senses, gave Dave a look, and motioned for them to leave. Dave glanced at Kurt, who he had expected to make a move, but nothing, and he looked back in the direction of the playground, and finally just shook his head.

Kurt was so proud that he was unwilling to bow his head; Kurt was so lonely, he was afraid of strangers; Kurt was so reserved again that he refused to take the initiative. So, Kurt turned around and got into the car. The door of the car is slammed shut by Quest, who is following closely, and a wall is erected between the worlds of Kurt and Hugo, and then the occasional flash of light in Kurt's world disappears again, falling back into darkness. Offer. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Kazakhstan to read it, and vote for the work, and vote for the monthly pass. Your support is the biggest motivation for me to continue creating! )