85. Chapter 85 Reality, Poetry and Distance

Author: Fan Yitong

Chapter 85 Reality, Poetry and Distance

Whether Jin Shang has real skills or not is not up to him, only those who appreciate him think he is good.

Before that, Jin Shang had practiced the song "First Dream" countless times and imagined countless times of a blockbuster scene.

Unfortunately, before that day, I was about to graduate and the "Little Mazar Band" was disbanded.

It would be false to say that I have no regrets, but it is not very strong. At best, it is equivalent to the feeling of buying a very favorite figure and having its head screwed off by a relative's naughty kid before you get tired of playing with it.

All the imagined opportunities for his first "appearance in front of people" definitely do not include performing guitar playing and singing in front of a national audience on a TV show.

Before coming, Jin Shang was indeed a little worried that he would not perform well, but when he held the guitar in his arms, Jin Shang found that his heart was so peaceful.

It was as if he was supposed to be the center of attention and shine brightly.

"It turns out that I am not as indifferent to the so-called "false reputation" as I show!"

Some people are born to be great in grand situations. The more they are in the public eye and under heavy pressure, the more they can perform beyond their level.

When his fingers plucked the strings, Jin Shang's feeling was better than ever before. It seemed that he could do what he couldn't do in the past with ease today.

Even so, when actually playing and singing, Jin Shang still restrained his surging desire to live a whole life, and expressed the strong warmth and faith of "First Dream" with a relatively calm attitude and a slightly soothing voice, as if speaking directly from his heart.

Expressed. Singing sincerely from the heart can also show the audience the voice of high spirits and continuous self-improvement.

However, the guitar in Jin Shang's hand was obviously different, and his performance was much more exciting than usual. The sense of power of the stormy waves was so strong that Wu Chan and Lu Liao, who were listening at close range, were deeply touched.

If the music is like a violent storm, the singing is like a small boat, dancing with the waves, fighting against the sea and the sky on the cusp of the storm with ease.

After nearly three minutes of playing and singing, there was a rare silence in the studio. It was not until sparse applause came from the audience seats that the host Wu Chan came back to his senses.

"It feels very unique. It's obviously the same song as that sung by Dai Yiqin, but the impression it gives is very different. Of course, both are wonderful. As expected of a songwriter, he has his own understanding of this song."

In fact, the feeling is different from yesterday's audition, as if the emotional expression is more intense.

Lu Liao, who thought about it for a moment, asked strangely:

"Playing and singing seem to be somewhat separated, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that it should be like this. The guitar sound has a strong rhythm and a strong rock flavor, but the singing suppresses it, and the words are pronounced in a soothing voice.

, very suitable..."

"Today I performed beyond my level. When I formed a band before, I wasn't that strong. I practiced diligently for many years, but my progress was limited. Once I had an epiphany, I felt like I was soaring..."

"Are you enlightened?"

Jin Shang nodded imperceptibly:

"I used to hear people say that rock and roll is a kind of spirit, a resistance, a war, and a competition with oneself. I have always scoffed at it. It is just a relatively new style of music. Is it necessary to be so arrogant?

With a guitar, bass, and drums, wearing fancy clothes, and pretending to shout a few words to the rhythm, that’s rock and roll?”

"It was a half-baked family before. The former was too extreme and the latter was too superficial. Unfortunately, most of the so-called rock circles are such idiots. They think that playing rock music means they are superior to others. They look down on one and look down on others..."

"You are just an amateur musician who writes novels, but you actually understand..."

"Whoever has been in contact with this circle doesn't know?"

"That's right, I'm just a dabbler!"

Jin Shang laughed at himself, and then explained,

"Now, I feel that writing poetry and lyrics are similar to rock music. The former means the intention on the paper, while the latter the emotion is in the music. For example, in this song "Picking Mulberries", after cutting out the details, they all fall into one 'sorrow'

Literally, the song "First Dream" actually says over and over again, 'Don't admit defeat'..."

After a pause, Jin Shang took up the previous topic with some ease.

"Whether it's the spirit of rock or the expression of rock, it's all very perfunctory. As for the explanation that rock is rebellion, I used to agree with it, but now I think it's just nonsense. But this stigmatizing statement,

Many people believe..."

"You believed it before?"

"Yes! Now I have a slightly different view..."

"Tell me?"

Jin Shang put down the guitar in his arms, moved his somewhat stiff neck and wrists, and then explained slowly:

"Rock is not rock 'n' roll or anything. In fact, it is not that advanced. It is not fundamentally different from Xintianyou in northern Shaanxi, Hakka folk songs, Kunqu opera minors, etc., as well as ancient Yuefu poems, Cipai, and Ci Fu. It's just because the culture and popularity of this era chose rock.

It’s just loved by young people. Of course, rock’s all-inclusive, eclectic, and up-to-date characteristics are more and more in line with the preferences of pioneering youth who advocate freedom. It is wrong to simply describe this as rebellion. To be precise, it should be called resistance.

, is a high-spirited and inspiring emotion..."

The host Wu Chan, who had limited knowledge about this, found it difficult to interrupt and could only ask small questions from time to time.

"I heard that there is a lot of quarrel among the rock youth..."

"It's normal. Classical and jazz look down on heavy metal. Heavy metal looks down on punk and avant-garde. Punk and avant-garde look down on visual kei. Everyone looks down on visual kei. They wish they could expel everyone else from the 'rock club' and play their own game. So, you see...

…”

Jin Shang spread his hands,

"It's actually pointless to discuss this stuff. The people just want to listen to the songs they like. They don't care about rock, pop or folk songs at all. It's just that the culture has blended to this point, making everyone compare to rock that can stimulate the hearing and stir up emotions.

Just interested..."

"Indeed, now that I am younger, I prefer to express my feelings more directly..."

"I even think that the so-called rock and roll probably does not exist. It is just a large group of young musical people with similar emotional expression needs who gathered under the banner of 'rock' to keep warm and make waves..."

It was too immersive and subjective, and Jin Shang didn't feel good about it, so we didn't go into depth on this topic at this point.

"It's said that it's not difficult for those who can't, but it's difficult for those who can't. In the past, my hands and feet were fluent, but my brain couldn't keep up. In the words of rock youth, it was a lack of spiritual attributes. Now, I understand a little bit how to express emotions through playing and singing...

"

"I'm a little surprised. You are obviously the creator, but have you been so vague before?"

Wu Chan asked curiously,

"For example, what are you 'worrying about'? What made you think 'don't admit defeat' when you encountered difficulties, and why did you write 'Picking Mulberries' and 'The First Dream'?"

Jin Shang smiled and replied:

"The subconscious mind may have a lot of insights, so it is reflected in the work, but the surface consciousness may not be so sharp. People are different from what they appear to be. Nine times out of ten, they lie to others and themselves. Rock music is a form of music.

, why the vitality is so tenacious, probably because the creators and singers can show their emotions through it. In the modern society with an increasingly fast pace, people are becoming more and more impatient and do not want to spend time to understand thoughts that are too implicit.

Yeah, I just want to resonate with the emotions that match..."

"Revelation of true feelings?"

"right!"

After thinking about this, Jin Shang had a lot of insights. Whether it is music or the Internet, some things have the same essence.

In the Internet era, providing products that meet needs is only the foundation. More importantly, in the increasingly fragmented information acquisition and social interactions, providing channels for venting emotions is truly the core competitiveness of young netizens.

"Through the screen, unable to see each other, it is the truest appearance of people's hearts. A certain blog has become an emotional trash can for rumors, feuds and scandals. A certain person has become a pretentious pseudo-successful person. The business of literary and artistic young people

They brag about each other and step on the big dyeing vat that shows off. The so-called "reasonable customers" shuttle through major social networking sites, not to find like-minded partners, nor to reason with others, to distinguish the true from the false, but just to show off.

The need to find "similar people" and to vent their emotions is essentially the same as the so-called "rock lovers"' behavior of enclosure and self-entertainment. No wonder there is such a thing as an "information cocoon".

Data filtering is just a pusher. Our own cognitive boundaries are the real cage. Every move on the Internet is like a silk thread spewed out to wrap ourselves..."

His mind was spinning a thousand times, and now was not the time to ponder. Jin Shang forcibly suppressed the thoughts that came to his mind, and then continued to answer:

"There is actually no difference between the worries of youth and the worries of middle age and old age. Worrying about declining test scores, worries about career difficulties, and missing children and grandchildren far away are all the same. As you get older, your worries will definitely increase.

For example, I have started a business now. The company has hundreds of employees, plus temporary workers and interns. This is no longer a stage for me to realize my dream alone. Behind it is also involved the firewood, rice, oil, salt, food, clothing, housing and transportation of more than a hundred families. So much.

A person's livelihood rests on his shoulders, and his academic performance and school band are not at the same level at all..."

"really……"

Wu Chan agreed with great understanding,

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, the heavier the burden on the shoulders..."

"In the past, I could say without shame that 'life is not just about the immediate things, but also about poetry and distant places.' It was not difficult to take a trip at the drop of a hat. Starting a business, for me, is about practicing my ideals.

The only way to go, but I still underestimated the impact of this action. Seven things to do in the morning, firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. This is the daily life of most families. It would be fine if you never care about it, but not now...

"

"One person's dream becomes the career of many people, and the situation changes."

"Playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and wine, I never left it without it, but now everything has changed. I only need firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea. 'Poetry and the distance' are still waiting for me, and the 'pretentiousness in front of me' cannot be ignored."

"You've grown up!"

Wu Chan, who was already familiar with Jin Shang's talkative style from time to time, did not ask for more details. Time had passed for a long time. The weekend special edition of "Oriental Night Talk" could not be too long. If it added extraneous details, it would not be broadcast even after recording.

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"Then...is there anyone or anything that particularly hits you?"
To be continued...