The comeback 466 ended perfectly

On the whole huge stage, Hugo was the only one playing the guitar, the fresh and bright guitar strings slowly spread out through the guò sound, and the cheerful melody like a spring water tinkling with the freshness of autumn and the coldness of winter slowly spread out in the whole "dew" sky theater like some ice.

It's a track that no one has ever heard, neither Samora or Joshua or others. There was a song "Hollywood is not America (h0llyerica)" before, which Samora and others had not heard, but Joshua and others had heard it on the way home. And now this song is brand new, and no one has had the pleasure of hearing it before, so after everyone looked at each other, it quickly understood: this is the band's gift of return, a new song!

This song is the song "Time" composed by Hugo and the others when they set out on their way home. of。 your。 "Since they didn't have a rehearsal, they didn't play on the way back. But today, on this special stage, Hugo decided to release the song for the first time as a sign of the band's deep gratitude.

Hugo, as the lead singer of the band, actually did not have the opportunity for him to play guitar solo at all, and even if there was a guitar solo part, it was the work of Alfonso and Neil. But the song "Time of Life" let all the audience appreciate Hugo's "color" guitar technique, which is definitely not inferior to any top guitarist, only to see Hugo standing on the stage in the not bright "milk" yellow "color" light, his right hand quickly flew on the strings, and the light from the fingertips reflected the dust that was constantly flying around, as if a light little "spirit" spirit, casting magic on the guitar, so that the simple five strings evolved and lost the language. Color' color notes.

"At the crossroads of life, time is on the left, intuition is on the right, and we do not hesitate to move forward." The clean string sound of the guitar makes Hugo's tone 'color' show the most primitive warmth, which also makes the lyrics printed with the clarity of the morning light and the halo gradually exude warmth, quietly letting the residual heat of the "encore" floating in the air settle down, and the high temperature is lowered to room temperature, the lazy feeling when the summer and autumn 'handover', and then change different 'color' colors in the transparent golden 'color' sunlight, "It's not a problem to be full of tempering and bravely facing the unknown future, this is the trace of the years."

This is the most basic way to sing, and with the guitar and voice, it is likely to resemble a country or folk song, such as "sunburn". But Hugo gave this song a bitterness, bitterness, and a sense of arbitrariness and boldness, hidden in the rampaging notes, revealing the unyielding punk and the wanton rock 'roll', surging out like the 'waves' and 'flowers' rushing in the turbulent river.

"It's unpredictable, but there's no doubt about it, and I just want you to make the most of the good times in your life."

Listening to the simple lyrics that contain countless deep meanings, the audience is sketched up one memory after another in their minds, maybe it is a test they messed up in high school, maybe it is a chewing gum they stole in the grocery store, maybe it is an afternoon when they failed to confess in college, maybe it is the blank space that wakes up after a hangover, maybe it is the cheers of winning a basketball game, maybe it is the violent impact during a football game, maybe it is the smell of sweat mixed with the sun on a summer afternoon, Maybe it's a glimmer of starlight that you stumbled upon on a night when you couldn't see your fingers......

These pictures are all depicted in different 'colors', yellow 'color', red 'color', green 'color', purple 'color', blue 'color', gold 'color'...... Different 'colors' in the crystal clear guitar strings restore the most brilliant appearance, the surrounding halo for this memory picture to give a warm sun-like smile, whether the memories are sad regret or happy nostalgia, you can smile at those past, it is this past that constitutes their own present. And every second of the present is what the future is made of.

Hugo's moving voice gives the song a steady stream of energy, his eyes are warm again, but the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly rises, and when the smile and tears shine together under the starlight, the happiness and satisfaction in his heart overflow uncontrollably.

Then Neil and Alfonso joined in, then Pedro, and finally Fokin, but everyone didn't play to their heart's content, but like a trio, Hugo's guitar was played as an accentuated part, and Fokine only had his hands hitting each other's drumsticks to join in the accompaniment and become part of the song.

"Put the most beautiful memories of life into a picture frame, and keep those healthy attitudes and good times in your heart forever; To engrave the totem of memory and prove that there is no regret in life, this qiē is always worth it. ”

Listen to Nabi Alexander Pushkin (a1exander. Pushkin's gorgeous poems also have beautiful lyrics, Hugo's voice is like an angel humming, and the notes outlined by the strings turn into pieces of white 'color' feathers, which decorate the scene beautifully. All the audience couldn't hold back any longer, no one was an exception, and everyone raised their hands and struck the rhythm again, becoming the most beautiful drum beat of the music, giving the music an incomparable vitality.

"It's unpredictable, but there's no doubt about it, and I just want you to make the most of the good times in your life."

The lyrics continue to pass through the applause of "popping", and then spread their wings and soar towards the sky, lighting up the most beautiful and profound memories in everyone's mind, igniting the most sincere and primitive enthusiasm in everyone's body, letting tears and smiles decorate every musical note, locking the bottom of the heart in tears and keeping it for themselves, and injecting the resonance of the heart into the smile to share with everyone.

The melody gradually came to an end, and the majestic shout of the scene rang out again, "d. o。 g!d。 o。 g!d。 o。 g!” At this time, everyone's voices have reached the limit, even if the hoarse voice is stricter than the old smoking gun, even if everyone is close to full strength, but they can't squeeze out more sound from their throats, their necks seem to be choked by others, they can only rely on the last enthusiasm to release the last bit of sound in their bodies, I am afraid that after tonight, there will be many people who have lost their voices.

But at this moment, no one cares, even if there is no voice, they have to shout with their hearts, the voice does not have to be released, even if it sounds in the bottom of their hearts, it is infinite enthusiasm. As a result, the shouts at the scene were lower than one wave, just like the scene when the tide receded, but the sound "d. o。 g" but it is full of the last hope in everyone's heart, which makes the cry that is neither loud nor grandiose release endless energy.

Suddenly, Hugo's tears also bloomed together with his smile, at this moment, he grasped the best time of his life, and he was so lucky that there were so many people on the scene who carnivaled with him. So, that's enough, even if the last shout isn't strong.

Not only Hugo, but Neil, Pedro, Alfonso and others also cried with joy, their smiles released brilliantly in the tears, while Fokine pursed his lips tightly, trying not to let himself reveal more love, but his slightly reddened eyes revealed his feelings. However, no one will make fun of Fujin, because the moment is so happy and happy, and every qiē is perfect like a fairy tale.

Night, late; The curtain came down on Hugo's voice, and the last guitar string lingered in the air; The hoarse cry released the last trace of energy in the night sky, and then turned into a wisp of green smoke, which dissipated, and only a trace could be found in the residual heat in the air.

David Marches recalled in the Los Angeles Times column the next day, "It was a perfect performance that made me forget my identity as a journalist and a music critic, and return to being a mere 'fan' to join this big carnival and enjoy the joy of glory to death -- the simplest, most direct and most beautiful happiness contained in that kind of music."

Recalling last night's performance, every moment was so beautiful, every song was so unforgettable, even after twelve hours had passed, my mind was still haunted by the enthusiastic performance of the band and the sincere singing of Hugo, no matter how wonderful the food was, I couldn't take away this part of the beauty in my mind, I didn't know what the taste was, I finally understood.

This is music, this is real music, this is the reason why we love music, stick to music, worship music, so this also made last night full of magic and fairy tale beauty.

The night passed so quickly that when I set out on my way home with a hoarse voice that I could barely speak, I still felt as if I had just arrived at the Celestial Theater in the last second. It's just that, looking back at the 'tide' of people who are slowly leaving, I realize that the show is over. But fortunately, the musical journey of glory to death has just begun, which makes the reluctance and regret in my eyes turn into a smile.

According to incomplete statistics, more than 11,800 spectators arrived that night to watch the Glory to Death performance, which is not a huge number, and the 17,000 seats of Hollywood's "Dew" Sky Theater were not filled, but it was the most successful end to the past 100 and 10 days of Glory to Death road tour. Starting from an audience, they used their solid performances and 'colorful' on-site control to conquer batch after batch of audiences, and at the same time, the more than 11,800 audiences last night became witnesses: the end of a magical and unyielding journey, and also witnessed a legendary and glorious journey of the www.biquge.info of Bi Qu Ge. ”

It was a perfect night, watching the figures leaving one by one contentedly, listening to the notes that slowly dissipated on the stage, and feeling the noise of the 'waves' in the air gradually recovering to calm, which was a night without regrets for Glory to Death, and such a performance also drew the most perfect end to the Tour of Glory to Death!

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