Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 117 More Than Rolling Stones (please subscribe, ask monthly pass)

As soon as the expert opens his mouth, he will know whether there is one.

When Bian Lang said just now, several members of the Wailers thought that Bian Lang was just playing casually, but this opening was the rhythm that led everyone to start swinging from side to side.

Someone said: "How to quickly distinguish rock and reggae? Rock and roll can make you swing back and forth, and reggae can make you swing left and right."

Not to mention these English lyrics, the melody alone puts people into an atmosphere of freedom and love.

At this time, the bassist of the Wailers remembered: "'Don't Stop My Music' has a bit of a reggae style. Bian Lang is really not joking."

Driven by Bian Lang's singing and melody, several members of the band took out all kinds of weird percussion instruments from their bodies, including frog-sound cowbells, sandboxes, etc., and joined Bian Lang and the others in their performance.One of the female players shook the sandbox and started jumping there.

This movement was so loud that it attracted all the idlers around.Most of the people here today are musicians and staff in the circle, and they are all related to music. Seeing that there is an impromptu here, a group of people who just gathered in the audience to watch the magic city tuning also came over.

At first, I thought the reggae tune was really good, but seeing Bian Lang singing, everyone took out their phones and started recording.Liang Zi, who came over a step later, felt regretful in his heart, but when he saw Zhang Wei lying on the stall recording, he felt relieved and swayed left and right with the crowd, his head moving back and forth, like a little turtle listening to reggae.

"Brother Yong, why do you think Brother Lang is so amazing? He can play anything, and he can play it so smoothly?"

Faced with the problem of kapok, Dayong made a calculation and said: "The only way to relieve your worries is Du Kang! I will ask Lao Tan to prepare a 151 set meal for you to see if you have the qualifications to ascend..."

"Pull him down, that's not like ascending, it's just sending me away."

The two of them were talking like that, and they didn't pay attention to a small girl who appeared beside them at some point. She was dressed in coarse linen clothes that didn't show her figure, and her curly hair made her look inconspicuous in the crowd.

She nodded following the rhythm, "overheard" a few words of the conversation between the two, and then asked, "Is that Bian Lang?"

"Well, the lead singer of our band!" Seeing that it was a question from the same sex, Mu Mian couldn't help raising her voice by two points.

"Are you also from the Rolling Stones?" the girl asked curiously.

"No, another band from Bianlang, called New Pants, will release a song this month, remember to listen to it then."

The girl nodded and continued: "He can really play anything. I wonder how he plays folk songs?"

Hearing this, Dayong finally spoke up: "If he plays folk songs, no one can catch up with him. In Si Gu, he even sang the words "I will kill you!"

"Ah! The tune of the XZ folk song came from him?" Dayong was also surprised by the girl's reaction.

"Singanushiga... Singanushiga... I got on the train and I got off... Didn't I just follow this song?" The girl joked, and Dayong laughed: "Then you have to hurry up, I guess I'm thinking about it now There are quite a few prodigal girls..."

The girl smiled and replied, "Then I will try to let him draw me on his guitar..."

Only then did Kapok realize that this girl is really pretty when she smiles, the kind that can melt your heart at a glance.When I sang "Tramp" with Bian Lang, my "scumbag" energy went to two extremes. One made you want to protect him at all costs, and the other made you want to pounce on him at all costs.

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On the other side of the magic city where the sound was auditioned, everyone began to wonder, just now a bunch of small bands gathered around to "study", why all of them disappeared in a while.The guitarist who still wanted to show off a wave of solo directly dropped the pick and said to the lead singer: "Come here, I'll take a picture of the mixing console, so as not to make mistakes during the performance."

The lead singer said listlessly: "Okay, let's go to Biqi's for a drink after we're done, and have a party in the middle of the mountain at night, let's go and have fun."

"Lao Tan is from the other side of Bianlang. If we just go there like that..."

"There is only one band in Dian Province that the Rolling Stones can sell. It will be the middle of the night when they tune up tonight, and they won't be able to meet it. Even if they meet it, so what, let Kaizi see, the brothers are not good Coward!"

Hearing what the lead singer said, the other people had nothing to say. They hurriedly packed up their things and left the stage. Before leaving, the lead singer ran to stuff a pack of cigarettes for the sound engineer: "Brother, I'll take care of you the night after tomorrow. When the time comes, our voice must be louder than Bianlang's!"

The tuner glanced at the Qixing he had stuffed in, waved his hand and said, "I'm from Yunnan province, so I'm not used to the mixed type."

The lead singer who was rejected for a sentence rolled his eyes and walked away, and deliberately muttered: "No wonder it was tuned for an hour, it turned out to be a local tuner."

The tuner was not annoyed when he heard it, he just lowered his head to confirm and record all kinds of data on the mixer, and only replied after he walked away: "Why does everyone in the magic disc group think that they are masters? Beyond Bianlang and them, go dreaming!"

The tuner is the one who tuned Bian Lang during the farewell performance of the mask band. After cooperating with Bian Lang on the Loop station of "People without ideals are not sad", he became famous in the circle, so there is Opportunity to take charge of the joyous rock stage.

With Mocheng's attitude, he can't help...

A group of people from the Magic City also took a look at the crowd. Seeing Bian Lang playing there and playing reggae, the lead singer immediately said disdainfully: "I have been dealing with these people who are not doing their jobs all day long. Sooner or later, Kaizi will I will regret it."

Then he waved his hand and urged a group of people to leave quickly.But I accidentally caught a glimpse, the new bassist was swaying around with the rhythm...

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After nine o'clock in the evening, the sleepy Bian Lang went to the edge of the venue to smoke by himself.Just after the cigarette was lit, an uncle in charge of cleaning happened to pass by and reminded him: "Young man, don't throw the cigarette butts away, the trash can is over there."

Bian Lang smiled and handed one to the uncle, and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't increase your workload."

The uncle glanced at the other side of the venue and saw that there was no staff paying attention to this side, so he lit up the cigarette and chatted with Bian Lang: "I said, you guys who play rock and roll are young and energetic, and you also listen to music. Those, you will shake your head all night. I don't know how happy you are?"

"Daddy, it seems that you are an old employee here."

"For three years, I have to work overtime every time there is a music festival." Although it sounds like a complaint, the uncle still has a smile on his face.

"Is there overtime pay?"

"It's possible. It's just an extra dinner. I just pick up the plastic bottles from the security check and sell them. It's enough for me to adopt a horse for a week." When I heard that this uncle also raised a horse at home, Bian Lang was also surprised: "Oh, Dad, you still keep horses, where do you usually keep them?"

"My house is next door to Liujia. There is a boss in the village who came to build a horse farm. My son works here. I don't want to sell my old horse, so I put it in foster care..." As he spoke, the old man looked at it. The watch in his hand, and then pointed to the concrete road outside the venue and said: "Look, there is no traffic police in Xiaohu. I'm afraid he will come out. My son will ride a horse from the horse farm and pull it out for a run. This If the old horse doesn't run, it will always be faster..."

After the uncle finished smoking, he took away Bian Lang's cigarette butt.

Bian Lang looked at the time and it was still early. Anyway, he hadn't arrived yet, so he wanted to wait and see for a while.Sure enough, more than 10 minutes later, one person and two horses appeared in his sight. The one ridden in front didn't run fast, but the unridden one in the back followed with a bit of difficulty.

The sound of horseshoes moved from far to near, and finally faded away.

Listening to the sound of hooves going away, Bian Lang felt that this might be a kind of contradictory irony: "I fell in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland in my house..." Humming, Bian Lang returned to the field.

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At this time, the Mid-Levels is already crowded with people. As the holy land of indie music in Yunnan Province, this is the same as Si Gu, but anyone in the circle comes to perform, and they have to come here for a drink or two. If you are interested, go up and play. impromptu.

For a large-scale music festival like Ximanmang, there will naturally be many musicians who come to perform and play, and the Mid-Levels naturally becomes the second scene.

Upstairs and downstairs have already been fully packed, and many people can only squeeze the aisles with wine.Pieces of rare bikini were carried in full and brought out empty. The 100 pieces that Lao Tan had prepared seemed a bit insufficient for tonight's scene.

Don't organize this kind of party, as long as you want to play, you will go to play for a while.

Many musicians from Yunnan Province play casually on it. Anyway, they just give out a melody and the rest of the musicians follow, playing very happily and freely.

At this time, someone yelled from below: "Let's have some fun! Isn't the Magic City here?"

As soon as the voice lit up, someone started booing: "Magic City, come on, did you get scared when you came to Yunnan Province, afraid of being beaten down by rolling stones?"

When the lead singer heard this, he immediately got up and led the people to the small stage.

The guitarist who was still playing on the stage stopped when he saw this scene, and the other musicians also slowed down.After everything stopped, Lao Tan, who was at the mixing desk, cut the song "Dye the Night Black" and then walked to the small stage.

"Brothers, take it easy, I'm just a small bar, not the equipment at your site." These words were neither soft nor hard, and the tone was quite well-balanced.

The lead singer looked at the acoustic guitar in his hand and replied leisurely: "Don't worry, Tan Ge, can I still make you mad like this? We don't dare to turn the night dark..."

Lao Tan nodded, and added with a smile: "Don't smash the piano!"

The lead singer played a chord and gave an OK sign.

After a while, he rushed back to the old Tan on the mixer and nodded, then the background music disappeared, and the restless beats of the drum kit began to burst out.

Liang Zi, who came back here for live broadcast a long time ago, looked at the comments that said "Magic City is going to smash the scene", and he was a little unconvinced and said: "That is to say, Bianlang and the others tuned at the music festival, so they came here to dance." opportunity, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of the distorted electric guitar rang out, instantly igniting the atmosphere in the middle of the mountain.

In the past, the music fans and musicians who just jumped up and down casually, now all of them are handsome with the rhythm.Looking at this scene, Old Tan said helplessly: "I'll see if I can do it for you."

As the manic metal rhythm became more and more intense, the lead singer also began to speak, sweeping the eardrums of everyone present with bursts of sound waves.

At the end of the climax, the guitarist started to show off his solo, jumped face to face with the lead singer, and pulled down a flag next to the stage with a handsome flick of the piano head, the lead singer glanced at it and pretended not to care He went up and stepped on his feet back and forth.

I pressed a few shoe prints on the big tongue logo that had just been hung for a few days.

At this moment, everyone who knew the origin of the flag became angry: "Fuck! You did this on purpose, right? You don't have the right to be arrogant in Mid-Levels."

The lead singer who had stopped holding the electric guitar listened to it, twisted his right foot again, then slowly moved his foot away, then picked up the flag and hung it back again, and then said: "I was happy just now, I didn't do it on purpose. Ah! I don’t know which band’s flag it is, sorry, sorry!”

"Fuck you, I don't believe you don't know that's the Rolling Stones' logo. Are you deliberately trying to stir up trouble?" Liang Zi said and was about to rush forward, but was held back by someone behind him.

The lead singer heard it and continued to play on it: "Sorry, sorry! I didn't know it was the flag of the Rolling Stones, but it was Bian Lang's face. I didn't have the guts to step on it. Later, he tore down one of my bands. ..."

Everyone present knew about Huang Kai. Hearing this yin and yang tone, the ethnic temper of the group of musicians in Yunnan Province came up:

"Pull NM... Do you have the ability to take a look at the top of the new song list?"

"As far as you are concerned, no wonder Huang Kai wants to follow Bian Lang!"

Hearing this, the lead singer still smiled and said: "Rock and roll is to play with the atmosphere of the scene. We have a big axis in the day after tomorrow in the magic city, and the Rolling Stones are in front of us to help us warm up. Let's see if it's good or not."

As soon as these words came out, all fools knew that they were deliberately stirring up trouble today while Bian Lang was away.

Now as a member of Rolling Stone Music, under the various "fires" of netizens in the live broadcast room, Liang Zizhi put down a harsh sentence: "There is no need for the day after tomorrow, and there is no need for Brother Lang. Tonight, we brothers will take Brother Lang." The song you wrote for us exploded the scene! Just to let you know that our Rolling Stones music is not only the Rolling Stones but also a band! Old Wu, go upstairs and get the guy."

Seeing that there was excitement to watch, all the people in the bar started fighting.

The lead singer was not afraid, and then said harsh words: "Come on, whoever doesn't play is a grandson! You punks, I want to see what song Bian Lang wrote for you, so that you think Can it work with metal?"

Lao Tan naturally knew what Liang Zi and the others were thinking. He had also heard the rehearsal of the song that Bian Lang gave them. How should I put it, it was just two words: "Evil nature!" One can hold back.

Thinking of this, he pushed the background music and waited for a good show.

(End of this chapter)