Chapter 1959： feast of the heart

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"You're just standing there watching me burn, but that's okay, because I like the heartache, are you going to stand there and listen to me cry, but that's okay, because I love you to lie the way you lie, love the way you lie."

Adele-Adkins' voice is like a shooting star across the sky. After the dazzling light blooms, there are long sparks behind him, as if splitting the sky in half. The magnificence and poignant beauty of the lingering rhythm makes people stunned and speechless, and they can only open their mouths in vain to witness everything in front of them.

The song "Love the way you lie (veTheWayue is very tragic, and the madness that burns everything with flames, and burns everything to ashes, has a vast and terrible feeling of devouring, as if it can be easily destroy everything.

It was like two, desperate mandarin ducks, fighting against Jianfang until their heads were bleeding; but after seeing each other's **** face, they looked at each other and laughed, and then hugged tightly together, frantically hot. Kiss, in blood and tears, two people merged into one. Violence, ruins, debris, blood, drugs, fire. ", love, pain, happiness, sadness, tears, smiles"." All of this, with a destructive aesthetic work

The cooperation between Evan-Bell and Adele-Adkins has an indescribable sense of fit, presenting the tragedy of the song in a slightly hoarse yet tough and poignant way. The chemical reaction that burst out from the cooperation of the two people has made the quality of the whole song even higher, and even has the potential to become a classic.

When a song is finished, the undifferentiated shock of the audience is the best effect. It took a while for someone to react. After the applause broke out, the audience finally returned to their senses, and thunderous applause began to sweep the entire Madison factory garden.

However, this is not the end, the album "Five" has released nine songs, and obviously there is the last song left. The audience's applause sent Adele-Adkins off the stage, and Evan-Bell said into the microphone, "The last song of the night" Twenty-One Shots (21. Gun),! "

Evan Bell's voice just fell, the melodious cello sound with infinite fatigue and heaviness, in the hot and crazy scene, merged into a stream of naggi, the almost silent notes tightly grasped each one, People's tired heart, originally everyone thought it was because they experienced the carnival of the audience. The mental and physical overdraft made him exhausted, but the sad string sound made the real exhaustion in his heart turn out.

"Do you know what's worth fighting for? When it's not worth dying for, does it take your breath away, do you feel suffocated?" Evan Bell asked again like a cruel With a sharp sword, the blood and residue of the war were removed at once, and the slightly bitter and tired voice danced lightly among the moving guitar chords.

"Does the value of dignity be highlighted by being bruised and bruised? Or are you just looking for a hiding place? Has someone deeply hurt your heart? You are torn apart." In the simple and plain melody, Evan Bell's clear voice seemed to The voice from the outer world, approaching the bottom of my heart step by step, vividly shows the disgust of war in every ordinary person's heart, and even the struggle and hesitation of life.

In a trance, such a scene seemed to appear in front of him. In the ditch of the battlefield where the storm was flying, a soldier held his machine gun, closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, but he still couldn't control his teeth chattering up and down. He was asking himself and God. Yeah, what are you fighting for? Is it possible to be covered with bruises to reflect the value of dignity?

In the melodious and peaceful melody, Evan Bell's voice is so warm but so far away, everyone can't help but think of this question, it's a question of life, the whole world is quiet, only oneself and The singing of Ehubel.

The drum beat suddenly intensified at this time, and the whole melody was replaced with a strong but steady climax, "One, twenty-one shots, put down your weapons, and give up this battle. One, twenty-one shots, put Throw your weapons into the sky. I am with you" The lyrics are simple and straightforward, and the strong rhythm is accompanied by Evan Bell's moving singing, which goes deep into my heart. As we all know, firing twenty-one shots is the highest honor of the head of state, but here, the highest honor of life is to lay down the weapon, and the achievement is not only a fresh life, but also a priceless dignity. A drum beat as if beating in the heart, firm and heavy, and every listener was baptized with Evan Bell's voice.

"When you have nowhere to go, when you become a walking dead, when the death knell of your mind strikes, when your mind wears out the edge of your soul, your faith will cease to exist, and your flesh will continue to decay , nothing lasts forever. You fall apart. One, twenty one shot, lay down your weapons, give up this battle. One, twenty one shot, throw your weapons into the sky. I am with you exist."

Evan Bell's voice radiates the most dazzling light and the most brilliant colors in the plain melody. On the battlefield where bullets are haunting and blood is flying, everything has become black and white, and the corpses under the ruins have been seen. Before the signs of life, the flames of war even made this body shattered. The vivid and bright life that was like a rose is now a symbol without any meaning, and it will eventually turn into a symbol in the artillery fire. shards, melted into the soil. This gray-brown land was smeared with thick blood, until all the soil turned coquettish black.

These realistic, black-and-white, but cruel sub-faces are clearly outlined in Evan Bell's singing, and in each one, the audience's mind is magnified and magnified again. The world has no color, and life has no meaning. Every sentence is like a whip, hitting each one. In the human heart, the burning pain and **** wounds can't make people react at all. He could only open his mouth wide, unable to respond.

Evan Bell's questioning is too sharp, too direct, too cruel, leaving no room for manoeuvre and no idea of ​​refutation, and even the idea of ​​escaping seems pathetic and absurd.

The story of "Twenty-One Shots" is not the natural grandeur of "Sky Light", nor is it the historical grandeur of "VaLada". reality. Compared with the magnificence of nature, the insignificance of reality, and the staggering are more and more pathetic and embarrassing; compared with the grandeur of history, the bloodshed and tyranny of reality are more tragic and cruel. Evan Bell, on the other hand, did not use metaphors or references, even omitting exclamations. He just turned out all the wounds in a straightforward manner, the **** red flesh flew across, and the side faces of the stump and the broken arm. Makes the stomach roll and vomit.

However, how can the tumbling of the stomach not compare to the stormy waves in the mind?

Evan-Bell actually chose such a kind of Fang Wu, there was no angry vent, no irritable scolding, no crazy shouting, but a calm to almost warm guitar chord, matched with the far-reaching and leisurely cello The chords, under the background of the strong drum beat of the drum kit, presented their own flat and straightforward narrative in the most candid way. But it is precisely in this way that people can't look directly at it, but they can't bear to avoid it.

"Have you ever tried to be self-reliant, when you burned down other people's houses and homes, did the fire burn your soul, like a liar who seeks forgiveness from stones."

Geological questions were asked one after another, but no one answered, only the wolf bit his lower lip and shook his head, "No, no, no." "No one wants to admit that their hands are full of blood, and the fresh life of each winter disappears from their fingertips and palms. The red in the palm prints. Because the pure and transparent spiritual rose no longer exists, when the soul has been eroded, the whole person is already rotten.

After washing away the lead, Evan-Bell uses such simple instruments as guitar, steel-point drum and cello, but outlines a reality that Yihua is more magnificent than "Long Live Life" and more spectacular than "Sky Light". Because this is our cattle work, not a pile of words in history, nor is it an irrelevant survival of the fittest in nature, but politics is an additional product brought by interests and power.

After a war is over, for many people, it is just a casualty number. The sacrifice of 200 people and the sacrifice of 2,000 people does not make any difference in the eyes of ordinary people. It should be said that it has no meaning. But behind the number of "two hundred people", there are two hundred referrals, "people." Living people, they also have parents, they also have their own lives, and they also have their own dreams. But after the war, did their lives have meaning? No, because it has been condensed into a simple Arabic numeral ""." Just adding another number to the death toll. Their parents lost their children, their lives turned to dust, and their dreams dissipated in the air. no. Even twenty-one shots could not cover it all up.

Evan-Bell's voice struggled and tore in the melody, until the heart-piercing hoarseness, not because the melody was too difficult to control, but because his heart was just like this, the struggle and tearing in the voice was actually human nature struggle and fear. The meaning of life is to live, no matter how many difficulties, no matter how many disasters, no matter how many setbacks, only by living can you see whether the sky in the future is full of dawn, cloudless, or stormy.

Suddenly, the rhythm eased down, and everyone in the audience calmed down, thinking about this question in their minds, "To live or to die." What is the meaning of war? The listeners thought this was the end, and the reflections in the song kept revolving in their minds, but suddenly, Evan Bell's voice came again, "When the time to choose between life and death comes, and you have no choice. Chance, something in the depths of your heart is ashes. You fall apart.

In my case, the tug-of-war point in my mind is the winner. The struggle of humanity is like a duel between a drug addict and a drug addict, and it will never end. "One, twenty-one shots, put down your weapons, and give up this fight. One, twenty-one shots, throw your weapons into the sky. I'm with you."

Evan-Bell did his best to sing to exhaustion, making every audience's mind negatively align on the side of humanity. The road against war will not be so simple, but even if the road is bumpy, we must persevere to the end! Because life is priceless.

At this moment, the souls of all the audience seemed to pass through a Nirvana Nest, and the tears on their faces shone with crystal light. Anti-war is Erhuobel's unswerving theme, but he can always bring more surprises. There is no screaming or shouting, only Erhuobel's clean and clear voice, and the sharp waves are calm. Responsibility, unforgettable regret, but more easily touched everyone's freshness.

When the powerful drum beats the heavy melody step by step to push the song to the top, through the hazy tears, I can see Evan Bell standing in the center of the stage, looking at the ruins burned by flames~www.novelhall.com ~ accusing, exhorting, condemning, griefing, disappointing; the twenty-one shot, which symbolizes the highest etiquette, is played over the whole world, but it also seems pale and powerless, in Evan Bell's interpretation , this etiquette is more like the government's compromise and submission to whitewash peace, absurd and unrealistic

"Twenty-One Shots" is not only a song, but also a powerful weapon. Evan Bell, who has washed away the brilliance, is no longer the gorgeous and splendid "Long Live Life", but it is simple and pure. Thinking about survival, thinking about sadness and despair, thinking about being overwhelmed and still willing to continue to face it. Such a profound, easily Bong destroyed the willpower of all the audience present, and tears almost inexplicably fell. Impressed? Is it sad? Is it moving? Is it boiling? Or is it joy?

Evan Bell's madness on his own musical path, after dedicating four wonderful albums, he brought everyone's jaw-dropping "Five." A song "Twenty-One Shots" as the ending Do it, shock the audience

Evan Bell burns his eternally boiling youth in music, those youthful impulses and rebellion, those sharp justice and responsibility dance with blood in the melody and lyrics, such a song that condenses countless emotions but turns into peace. "Twenty-one shots." Not only beautiful, but also outlines a man like Evan Bell who is worthy of everyone's love. It is a feast for the ears and a feast for the heart.

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