Chapter 909： Peak of frenzy

\"&

wonderful day. day", another new song that has never appeared before

However, the audience on the spot has become accustomed to this approach. In this ¨” tour, although Glory to Death has created many topics, let alone the high attention that ¨” has brought, there is one thing But it is the highlight for people to talk about, that is, when the glory is to die in the Encore performance, if the night is exciting enough, they will perform a new song to give back to the audience.

So far, Glory to Death has performed four completely different new songs in Los Angeles, Seattle, Houston, Chicago and other cities. Although there are only four songs, each new song is one, pushing the performance of the night to an unparalleled new peak.

So much so that many fans think that Glory To Death is currently the most satisfied with the performances in these four cities. Whether Glory To Death can perform new songs in Encore has become the hard work of fans in every city during the concert. The goal. But it is a pity that after Chicago, until the death of glory, there has been no new performance in Encore, and it has continued to this day.

Tonight, New York will usher in another historic moment.

The whole stage was plunged into darkness again. To be precise, the whole audience was plunged into darkness, leaving only a not-so-bright spotlight lantern to cover Hugo. All the commotion at the scene calmed down. Although the agitation and enthusiasm that was too excited just now remained in the air, it was silent. Everyone held their breath and stared at Hugo. This made the scene seem like an endless dark ocean. , Except for a touch of light on the horizon, nothing can be seen.

The sound of the electronic piano sounded quietly in this silence, with a psychedelic colorfulness and splendor. Although it could not illuminate the darkness, it changed its appearance in the night, dyeing the pitch black with a layer of luster. Hugo’s voice is like the morning sun at the junction of the sea and the sky, slowly permeating the light, but because of the weight of the entire night, he can’t immediately break free, and can only be rendered with the pale golden halo, that kind of faint The warmth is slowly released in the voice.

¨The heart blooms like a flower, and it grows crazily and drills into a ruthless and hard ground; without a foothold, there is no place to sleep in this small city; you are very lucky, and you have to figure out the whole story. "

Hugo's slightly hoarse voice after singing for three hours spreads in the night, but it still has the perfect texture of velvet, and outlines the colors in the lyrics with the most delicate brushstrokes. Three lines of lyrics depict three completely different worlds.

The heart blooms like a flower. This is a miracle from nature. Above the endless barren Gobi, the spring breeze is blowing, the flower buds are blooming, the green buds sprout, and the cracked dry ground is dotted with green and pink.

The small town did not find a place to sleep. This was a setback from life. It did not have a foothold to summarize all the difficulties. He could not find the way forward, and he could not confirm the past. Standing at a crossroads was dazed to devour life.

Bad luck, this is a personal dilemma. Perhaps all difficulties and failures can be solved by one sentence "luck". This is the only choice to comfort oneself, and it is also the only way to escape the difficulties.

In just three lines of lyrics, Hugo outlines the whole world, from society to individual, that recklessness and grandeur are woven in the interlacing of keyboard sounds and drum beats, as if singing in the endless night. To construct a brand-new world, so that all listeners can only witness all this with their mouths open in amazement.

¨Traffic jams, you cannot move freely; you think you can find a friend who can take you to this place; you are also willing to lend a helping hand in return for him

Hugo’s warm and melancholy voice portrays the details of life’s misery, frustration, and roughness in a few words. Although it is just the most trivial matter in life, it is impossible to describe the difficulties of life clearly, but it is hidden behind the melody. Infinite possibilities draw a clear picture in everyone's mind.

That moving and smooth melody is just an introduction, which is fermented deep in everyone's heart, and writes his own version of the story according to each person's different circumstances. Maybe it's the unsuccessful work, maybe the infinite entanglement of the family, maybe the trivial matter of love... Everyone has their own troubles, and everyone also has their own dissatisfaction. Life is not perfect, so life is. There is no perfection.

As a result, everyone fell into the world outlined by Hugo, fell into their own thoughts, and matched the difficulties in their lives to the melody, trance like all the ups and downs of their life are coming surging, Countless tastes tumbling and dancing on the tip of the tongue, refracted into a complex of eyes.

But at this moment, the guitar and bass were also added to the melody, and all the sounds rose up instantly, and then Hugo’s voice spread its wings in the melody, soaring in the wind, ¨This is a beautiful day ibezmt. tz, the sky is falling, you find this is a beautiful day, don't miss it. "

Hugo's voice exploded in his brain, lighting up all the light instantly, as if it were sunrise. The morning light on the edge of the sky slowly rises and climbs slowly. After reaching a critical point, without any sign, it suddenly breaks through the shackles of the night, making its debut in an instant, releasing golden light, and the dark night is like a tide. It quickly retreated, and before it could react, a new day had arrived.

No matter how bad the world is, no matter how terrible the society is, no matter how difficult life is, the reality of "the sky is falling" will come suddenly one day, maybe one day will be passed away due to an accident, and maybe one day will be lost due to a sudden illness The color of life may one day fall into a bottomless abyss because of an unforeseen disaster...At that time, everything will no longer matter, because continuing to live is the core meaning of everything, and being able to live is the most beautiful thing.

After the sky falls, every day's life will become worth cherishing, but life is irretrievable after all. "Regret" is the cruelest thing in the world.

So, don't wait for the disaster to come and regret it, complain less, anger less, pain less, extend your arms and embrace life. Tore through the shackles of darkness, penetrate the envelope of night, embrace the coming of the sun, open your eyes, and discover that it is a brand new day. This is the most beautiful thing.

¨You are on the road, but you don’t know where to go. You are stuck in the quagmire and lost in her fictional maze. You like this small town. Even if it sounds unreal, you feel that you are everywhere, and she runs through you. The whole body, this is a beautiful day, don't miss it, this is a beautiful day. "

The hazy halo on the stage suddenly spread its wings, tearing all the darkness around, the whole stage was lit, and the five members of the glory to death clearly appeared in front of them. Hugo was full of countless reveries. The singing releases endless rays of light, like the morning sun breaking through the night, bringing the sunrise to Madison Square Garden, and Hugo is the dazzling sun, bursting out with great light, lighting up the entire stage, but this is not the whole story.

¨ Touch me and take me to that place; teach me, I know I still have hope. "

Hugo’s flying voice released infinite light, the heart seemed to burst, the blood seemed to break through the restraints, and the breathing seemed to stop. In the gradually stirring voice, all the thoughts in his mind were lost. Shattered, no matter how much trouble, no matter how many complaints, no matter how much dissatisfaction, it becomes insignificant at this moment, Hugo's voice is like a dazzling light guiding everyone to step up, toward the source of the light Keep approaching, approach again.

The light on the stage began to spread, centering on Hugo, spreading out little by little, gradually illuminating the entire garden, and the endless light made the surroundings look like heaven. But just after all the emotions were torn apart, the melody suddenly eased, and Hugo's voice sang in everyone's heart, like a melodious and beautiful poem.

¨Look at the colorful world, see the mysterious east appearing in the field of vision, see the canyon being destroyed by dark clouds, see the tuna shoal hollowing out the sea, see the nomadic Arabs lighting a bonfire, see the oil field burned, see the olive branch The birds soar. After the disaster is a chaotic splendor. "

The subtle troubles in everyone's life are so small in front of nature. The plight of life is not worth mentioning in the long river of time, the setbacks of life are insignificant in the face of the greatness of life, and the difficulties of life are insignificant in the face of the magnificence of nature. Standing in front of nature, everyone is just an ant; standing in front of the entire universe, human beings are just a particle of dust.

The greatness of nature and the magnificence of the universe are always easy for humans to ignore. People are often just paying attention to the disasters in their lives and feel that this is the whole world, but only after seeing the colorfulness of nature will they understand themselves. Only when you are small can you learn to be tolerant and relieved.

Hugo’s beautiful voice outlines the magic and beauty of nature in a few words It draws a different picture in everyone's mind, perhaps the grand canyon hit by the rainstorm, or the depth of the seabed The huge school of fish may be the ruins after the disaster, maybe the poor words in front of the miracles of nature, or the happiness after awakening... Countless emotions bloom freely in the singing of Hugo, just like thousands of flowers. The flower buds bloomed together, turning the entire Madison Square Garden into a real garden. Countless kinds of flowers rose proudly. Everyone is a different flower bud, covering the garden in the infinite golden light. In the middle, it evolved into the Garden of Eden in the heart.

¨It used to be a good day, don’t miss it, a good day, touch me, take me to that place, catch me, I know I still have hope. What you don’t have you don’t need now, what you don’t understand you will eventually feel, what you don’t have you don’t need now, you don’t need it now, it’s a beautiful day"

After more than three hours of madness, the entire garden fell into silence at this time. After Hugo’s singing of extreme energy, it fell completely into silence, the kind of shock in the heart, the kind of soul The explosion caused everyone to lose their voice, and looked at the stage with open mouth and tears, silent.

But at this moment, it is the pinnacle of tonight's frenzy and cannot be replaced. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. ).