Chapter 440 Fireworks Youth (Page 12)
Chapter 440 Fireworks Youth (Page 12)
These two lines of the main song, in the eyes of many people, have already severely slapped Guan Ying in the face for saying that the lyrics are not good.
Xiaopozhan really understands traffic. If the original order was followed, Guan Ying would appear after the Rolling Stones, but now that this version is released, the Rolling Stones will be placed after Guan Ying.
No need to state the intention clearly, everyone understands. The contrast effect is naturally very explosive.
Compared with Guan Ying's plain-spoken bitter love songs, these two thought-provoking sentences "open the door" and "close the door" directly win.
Moreover, let alone this kind of psychedelic live band performance.
"I really don't know whether Guan Ying came up with those words with her butt or her toes. Now I just want to dig out a three-bedroom apartment with my toes!"
"It's a new year, but it feels like Guan Ying's aesthetics is still stuck in the last century. I really don't know where her sense of superiority comes from."
"The retro style of the last century is pretty good, but even if you play retro style, I think Guan Ying is no match for Bian Lang. Do you still remember the song "Walking Tractor Sky"? That is retro..."
With the support of Xiaopo Station's naked-eye 3D technology, the Rolling Stones on the stage flickered in and out of the "flame", which really vividly demonstrated the psychedelic and beautiful effect.
After watching this, those music fans who previously thought that the Rolling Stones concert was the pinnacle finally summarized the advantages and disadvantages of indoor parties, concerts and music festivals.
Of course, this is for the Rolling Stones. For other singers, the gap is not that big.
"I declare that from now on Rolling Stone will not go wrong blindly!"
"How do I get tickets for the recording site at Xiaopo Station? Is there anyone who knows the way? I want to do it next year!"
"You can chase Bianlang at Xiaopo Station and chase yourself into a big up master like the little witch."
As the "flame" flows, Bian Lang's singing continues to seduce people's hearts like a drug addiction: "Fireworks enter the pot, and the reverse flow becomes a river. You have nowhere to hide... Black and white are like colors, singing every night, looking at plum blossoms to quench thirst..."
Bian Lang was also watching at this time. It was also the first time for him to see the edited final product. Looking at him, he criticized Chen Shuting and said: "Sister Chen, I really feel that Xiaopozhan is the only one who is doing the party with all his heart." of."
"Between Fingers" is an idea that he came up with all by himself, but if it were played at other parties, people might not necessarily agree to do it for you. The key is to achieve almost 100% restoration.
As for "Rolling Stone", Bian Lang just handed over the songs and came up with some ideas, and the rest was the real choreography that was created by the subsequent directing team.
"This stage effect, even if Liu Sen saw it, he would say 'hold the grass'!"
However, Bian Lang knew very well that if Liu Sen, who was originally from Earth, wanted to receive such treatment, he would probably have to endure it a little longer.
A piece of "North China Waves" is not enough to compare him with Wan Qing, who also takes the changes of the industrial age as the creative theme.
You must know that a purely performance version of Wanqing's song "**That Shijiazhuang Man" was performed in Shanghai. When the piano was played, countless Wanqing music fans burst into tears.
And for those fans at the scene, there were almost no people who couldn't sing this song, but most people didn't open their mouths to sing, and just quietly felt the shock of the music.
In that dance scene with blood red as the keynote, Bian Lang felt that the shocking sense of high-end in Wanqing's music was something that no one could suppress.
Liu Sen alone has excited fans so much now, so what kind of grand occasion will it be when Wanqing comes out?
However, facing a song that was released 10 years ago, Bian Lang needs enough time to polish it to the texture and height that the original work should have!
At this moment, Lao Pan, who was watching together, suddenly pressed pause. If everyone hadn't been so talkative and past that impulsive age, otherwise Bian Lang would have definitely asked him: "Brother Hu, are you... Have you ever been beaten by an acquaintance?"
Faced with Bian Lang's somewhat unkind look, Pan Jianhu quickly explained: "I'll read it all in a while. I just want to ask you what you think about the lyrics. Xiaopozhan has inexplicable technical reasons. There must be It’s a reasonable explanation. If Guan Ying is to take the blame, she must at least find an excuse!"
Bian Lang naturally understood Pan Jianhu's intentions. If this kind of self-directed and self-acted thing was exposed, and the music fans would backlash, it would be a huge risk of collapse, so he had to find a justifiable flaw to make everyone think that Guan Ying and the others were I just reported it to Rolling Stone before I caught this point.
If it were other songs, you might have to waste a little time thinking about it, but for "Fireworks Youth" there would be no need at all.
These two sentences are one light and the other dark. If they were written directly, they would lose a lot of meaning.
"Brother Hu, I can give you two understandings of these fireworks. The first understanding is that the fireworks from the factory chimney are the dirty fireworks color on the bodies and faces of coal diggers, construction workers, farmers...; the second understanding is that It is consumerism, hedonism, and the fireworks used by the 'little bourgeoisie' who are addicted to life and wealth to celebrate..."
"Oh, speak slowly, let me write it down..." Pan Jianhu had a feeling about this answer before, but it was not so real after all. Now that Bian Lang explained it so clearly, he naturally had to write it down carefully...
But Chen Shuting shook her phone and said, "It's being recorded. Just continue, Bian Lang!"
Chen Shuting was already prepared for Bian Lang who liked to make big moves inadvertently, so...
Bian Lang smiled and nodded, and then continued: "You can understand the pot as this big dye vat. The water flows back to form a river, which describes a sad mood about the passage of time. All kinds of people gather together to form a river. A big river holds up the great wheel of history, and some water will inevitably evaporate. You have nowhere to escape, because you are also a water molecule..."
"Actually, if you replace this with big names in the rock and pop circles, it actually makes sense..." Chen Shuting said something meaningful, and Pan Jianhu still couldn't get enough of it.
Then I saw Bian Lang press the play button and heard his own singing voice: "You hate evil as much as hatred, you fight like a trapped beast, the night wind is roaring... You have never seen it through, you just want to feel, die generously Shitou..."
These two sentences have appeared in a Reuters video before, so fans who have found the source now feel a sense of relief that the clouds have cleared and the moon is bright.
They thought this would be a very powerful song before, but they never expected that Bian Lang could actually use the theme of "Destiny in the Earth and the Heart of the Sea" to create a somewhat chuunisoul effect.
Maybe this shouldn't be said to be the second soul, but rather a feeling that is no longer needed after a full meal, or a sense of blood!
Bian Lang's biggest impression of this song should be the animation on a certain website where someone uses Nezha to twitch and peel the skin of a little white dragon, and then kills himself with a sword, which is a good interpretation of this lyrics.
Having lived in two lifetimes, he naturally understands how far this kind of sacrificeism based on idealistic enthusiasm and this kind of tragic hero's psychology deviates from the current mainstream ideology.
But in fact, once this tragic heroism is recognized, the power of this recognition will be endless.
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