Chapter 1523 1523 Different Style
Pedro trotted all the way to the entrance of the alley, looked at the vehicles coming and going on the road, and saw a fuel tanker driving from a distance, he immediately showed an excited expression, "Alfonso, Alfonso So, count down ten seconds, ten seconds."
Alfonso immediately turned on all the recording equipment and aimed at the entrance of the alley. Pedro waved his right hand and ran towards his instrument.
The alley fell into silence for a while, and faint sounds could be heard in the distance, as if the earth was coming from outer space. The vibrations that only whales could feel caused the tiny vibrations in the air. Dust fluttered gently. Alfonso tied the microphone to a drying rack and stretched it out towards the alley from a distance. Everyone turned to look at the alley, and then they could hear the roaring engine sound slowly coming." Bang rumbling... bang rumbling..." The whole voice went from low to high, whistling, and approaching in a blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a huge fuel tanker approaching at a low speed. The roar filled his ears, causing his eardrums to vibrate slightly. Behind the tanker were more than a dozen cars, taxis, cars, and police. The car drove past slowly, and the shocking engine sound made the air gradually boil.
In the end, Alfonso took the microphone back. After the vehicle at the entrance of the alley drove past, it left a lingering aftertaste. The red light not far away came on again, and the noise in the alley settled down again. The silence only paused for two beats, and then heard Hugo's voice grow out of the microphone, "One, two, three!" A pause, and then the singing came out acapella, "La... dil la la, La la la la la la la la la……"
The melodious humming sound reverberated continuously in the short silence around, the thin echo danced on the irregular brick wall of the alley, and there was a continuous echo that could not be dissipated for a long time, and then Hugo raised He put his hands up and beat the beat, but this time there was only the main beat, which was concise and neat, and then Hugo hummed again, this time with Fukukin's drum beat, and the whole rhythm began to gradually become fuller.
The five members of the Glory to Death have all hummed, "La...di la la, la la la... la... la la..." The ordinary women standing above the residential building also joined in one after another. In the rhythm, the children on the side beat the trash can with sticks. The simple and heavy rhythm actually collided with clang in the alley!
The momentum of the whole beat kept rising, everyone became more and more excited along with Hugo's humming, the middle-aged black woman standing on the fire escape, the housewife drying clothes on the top floor, the decadence drinking beer on the balcony Uncle... Everyone began to applaud enthusiastically following the rhythm of the band.
"La... drip la la, clap! clap! la la la... la, clap! clap! la la la... la... la la... clap! clap!"
All the sounds were clearly received by the microphone. Alfonso, who was standing on the side, turned the microphone slightly louder on the drum kit. Fukin's fierce and powerful drum beat was like a wave, wave after wave, tirelessly. The ground swept over and turned this poor street into the most wonderful stage in the world!
"When Rome fell, we were the lions that were freed from the arena! We were the antidote to all the poisoned people, and we were the symbols of the new age!"
In the surging rhythm, Hugo played the acoustic guitar on his shoulders - because Alfonso had to take into account the coordination of the microphone, the guitar was returned to Hugo again today. The hot breath erupted from the dantian, and the thick and powerful momentum trembled slightly in the air, suppressing all the surrounding noises.
"Just tonight, the fox will go hunting for the hounds, and it will all end at this moment. In fact, we won long before this began!"
The whole alley was boiling at this time, and people stood by the window, whistling, and then waving their hands and dancing in unison with the melody, watching the selfless dance of the black aunt on the fire escape, the rain. The smile on the corner of Guo's mouth was outlined like this, the passion hidden in his voice was slowly released, and sparks were gradually rubbed against the space, causing the temperature to rise little by little.
"We are wild..." Hugo's long tail sound completely released the energy, the sun began to dance on the strings, and the hot sparks burst out of sight like a volcano. There are only a dozen ordinary residents, but at this time they have created a powerful momentum of thousands of people, echoing endless echoes, making the eardrums follow Fujin's drum beat frantically, "Like a young volcano Full of potential and explosiveness! Wild us... American or foreign! Would you like to have even the slightest beauty?"
At this moment, the whole alley was boiling. The strong and vigorous drum beats made everyone enjoy it. All the trivial sounds in the air collided in the melody, the sound of the washing machine running, the swearing of the noise. , the sound of the wind blowing the sheets, the sound of running water when the faucet is turned on, the sound of breathing that gradually became heavy because the dance was too forceful, the sound of children starting to scream out of control when they were too excited... Involved in the melody, a tornado formed, covering the clouds and the sun! It was like a real volcanic eruption, causing the blood to boil.
Suddenly, another turbulent engine sound whizzed past on the road, and that roar became the strongest and densest drum beat, raising the momentum of the melody a full step, and all the members of Glory to Death followed Hugo. The imposing singing voice began to jump, and the bumpy stones on the ground made their footsteps look particularly messy. The sound of the soles rubbing against the stones was added to the noisy sound, but the melody began to tremble slightly, like an earthquake when a volcano erupts. General attack.
"We are wild..." After Hugo finished singing, he immediately raised his hands and pressed down hard. All the performances of Glory to Death suddenly disappeared, but the carnival of everyone in the alley continued, scattered in pieces. The sound of footsteps, applause, and gasping is mixed with the roar of the engine on the highway. Not only does it not appear noisy, but compared with just now, there is a more life-like quiet atmosphere, which makes everyone gasp involuntarily. Rough.
Everyone looked at Hugo earnestly, whether it was the children at play or the friendly residents upstairs watching, including the bystanders who joined after the music started, all turned their attention to Hugo. He held his breath, lest his small movements would break the balance of the scene, and even his movements could not help but stiffen in place, as if time and space had suddenly stopped.
Then everyone saw that Hugo suddenly lifted his hands up, and his breathing started again, "We are wild!" Everyone sang in unison, and Hugo sang again after everyone's voices. , "We are wild..." This natural duet made the surrounding brick walls start to vibrate, and the flying dust danced wildly in the sunlight.
After waiting for a tail sound to drag, there was a momentary pause, which made the heart suddenly lock, but it was only for a moment, and then Hugo suddenly jumped up, paying close attention to Hugo's every move. At the same time, he beat the drums, "We are wild!" Hugo's strong voice pushed the energy to a new height again, and the instruments in the hands of everyone in the glory of death played again, driving the whole world in one fell swoop. .
"Like a young volcano! Wild us, whether Americans or foreigners, do you want to have even the slightest charm?"
I saw Hugo constantly flapping his hands, and all the residents on both sides of the alley joined the carnival of the melody again, jumping, twisting, singing and laughing in place, and the children's laughter was even clearer. The land was recorded, and Hugo began to hum along with the melody again, "La... Drip La La..."
There was no need for Hugo to direct, everyone followed Fujin's drums and beat the rhythm again. The magnificent momentum broke through the sky in an instant, sweat danced in the sun, passion boiled in the air, madness ran in the alley, happiness was in the air. Wandering in the melody... This is the most primitive joy of music, which makes people revel just because of the notes, and express it heartily at this moment.
This is an ordinary alley. There is no formal concert venue, no surging crowds, and no professional recording studio. This is just an ordinary living area. The performance of Glory to Death here is not only irregular, but even It can also be said to be cheap. However, the enthusiasm expressed in the melody just now really comes from the enthusiasm of life, simple but boiling, simple but sincere, pure but hot.
When a piece of music was recorded, Hugo and the others did not confirm the recording effect immediately, but bowed to the audience to express their gratitude, and then gave high fives to the children in front of them. The simplest joy is that only a dozen people watch the stage, but all the emotions of Hugo and others are poured into it. The ultimate sense of catharsis makes the heart feel very happy. The members of Glory to Death couldn't wait to hug each other, even if the recording effect was lower than expected, it doesn't matter, because on this road, they finally regained the persistence and enthusiasm that belonged to Glory to Death, which is the most important thing. important.
The black aunt upstairs couldn't help but whistle, "Young man, I think you are very good, and it has been a long time since no one has been able to make me dance." This ridicule made all the residents on both sides of the alley burst into laughter.
At this time, Neil had time to walk over, pick up the headset, and listen to the recording effect just now: performance is one thing, fun is one thing, but recording effect is another thing, if there is too much noise, or The sound quality is too bad, then Hugo's great vision is just flashy after all.