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Anne-Hathaway, who was standing beside her, looked at Evan-Bell with a dazed expression. She didn't speak, just stood quietly beside her. After a while, Anne Hathaway only heard Evan's voice ringing in her ears, "Do you like New York?"

Anne-Hathaway looked at the Statue of Liberty standing still in the gust of wind, and laughed, "I like it, but I don't like it either. I like the memories here, but I don't like the current city, and human beings , isn't it precisely the animal of memory? So, I stay here.

When Evan Bell heard this, he couldn't help laughing. Such words that love to play with words are not the style of Anne Hathaway, but it is a fact. People love a city and a thing, often not because of the city itself, but because of the chalkiness contained in the city. With their own emotional records, it may be the city that the loved one yearns for, or it may be a special item owned by the love of a lifetime. Human preference is a very wonderful thing, not only in love, but also in spiritual sustenance, and more purely emotional.

New York, the city that carries the memories of the Bell family for most of their lives, Evan and Bell love it so much, attach to it, and look forward to it; but at the same time, for the city's a little bit of disappearing in the atmosphere of the maddened So much hatred and remembrance.

"What about you?" Anne Hathaway asked back. She didn't look back, but she could feel the faint smile on the corner of Evan Bell's mouth, which was shattered in the oncoming sea breeze. Chalk what kind of complex emotions.

Evan Bell shrugged, "I always thought I loved wandering, but I can't live without it."

It seems that every city is like this, people love it and hate it, and it is full of complicated emotions. In fact, everything is like that, and it's always a love-hate relationship. It is not because of the objective existence of things, but because human emotions are too complicated, love, hate, hatred, laughter and scolding are intertwined and entangled with each other, making it difficult for people to use a simple "love" or "hate" to put everything are clearly distinguished.

New York, even more so. Evan Bell couldn't help but want to turn his disturbed thoughts into a melody, paying homage to the city he loves and hates, and countless notes in his chest collided passionately.

In the history of art, there are countless literatures, poems, dramas, and music that describe the city of New York from various angles. Especially after the 20th century, there are countless melody inspired by New York in music. , according to incomplete statistics, in the history of music that can be verified, there are more than 1,500 songs, and there are forty songs with "New York City (ty as the title of the song, and the number is as large as It's really staggering.

In fact, not only New York, London, Paris, Munich, Barcelona and other cities often become the source of inspiration for artists, and countless works of art are born. And New York is the best among them, not only because New York is a bizarre city where countless joys and sorrows are staged every day; but also because it is a city where countless cultures are integrated, all thoughts, all concepts, all ideas are in It collided here, colliding with dazzling sparks.

Among the countless songs about New York, Frank Sinatra's 1900 theme song of the same name for Martin Scorsese's film "New York, New York" is regarded as a century-old classic. A musician comparable to Wang and the Beatles, in the song "If I can be successful here, then I can be successful anywhere (an.make.Jt.anywhene, this lyric is full Inspired a generation.

Twenty-nine years later, in 2000, the song "Soul of the Empire (nD, a collaboration between Jay-Z, the king of New York rap, and Alicia Keys, is a New York representative that has won numerous charts. number one. It must be said that this "Soul of the Empire" is indeed an absolute classic, which vividly shows Jay-Z's outstanding personal talent, and his ability to control rap lyrics is absolutely second to none; and Alicia Keys The beautiful and moving vocal line injects infinite vitality into the song; and the tribute to New York in the lyrics reaches its peak.

Although Evan Bell is now a little bit involved in rap, but to create a song like "Soul of the Empire, there is still a distance of 108,000 miles. This gap is a huge difference in talent. Effort is irreparable. In "Soul of the Empire", Jay-Z combines his personal life experiences, New York landmarks, and the daily life of Gobie Township, all of which are presented quietly. It shows the duality of New York's prosperity and degeneration, and the thinking about the metropolis flows indiscriminately in the melody. From an artistic point of view, the lyrics with reflective effect and the vigorous melody, "Soul of the Empire" "Precisely describes the spirit of New York, the capital of the world, and is definitely the pinnacle of rap.

Evan Bell never understood the lyrics of "Soul of the Empire" in his last life, and to be honest, many Americans, and even New Yorkers, didn't understand the lyrics. Because Jay-Z's control of the lyrics contains rich personal information, and some words are deliberately unclear in order to rhyme, which leads to many misunderstandings. In this song, for Robert De Niro, the New York Yankees, Brooklyn, Frank Sinatra, the NBA, the making and selling of drugs, cultural clashes, Broadway, gangsters, the streets of New York City , local New York brands, and the use of all kinds of black slang words are absolutely pinnacles, and almost every sentence must be carefully pondered to see the deep meaning behind it.

No wonder this "Soul of the Empire" can become the representative work of New York City, and it is also the most familiar song about New York to young people after entering the 21st century. Evan Bell is also not. exception.

But it can be said directly that it is simply impossible to create a song like "Soul of the Empire" at Evan Bell's current level, even if he is reborn, the kind of lyrics written by iT chatter Evan- Bell does not have similar experience and similar skills, and it is impossible to write it down. This is true art, so difficult that even imitation cannot capture its essence. Evan Bell has always been aware of this, so he not only never thought about creating "Soul of the Empire", but also never thought about relying on the memories of his previous life for development, his unremitting efforts are the most direct and most effective. way.

Although it is completely impossible for Evan-Bell to compare with Jay-Z in terms of rap, but Evan-Jeel is an absolute authority in his own music field, no less than Jay-Z's offense. Like rock and roll. .

Evan Bell looked at the New York in front of him. Under the ordinary steel and concrete, there were ordinary families and ordinary people's lives concealed. In this city, there are upper-class society, middle-class and lower-class residents, and each group has its own troubles. Perhaps the bottom-tier residents are worried about the poor living conditions in the slums and the lack of food and clothing; while the middle class is worried about the rising cost of living, as well as endless bills and taxes; as for the upper class, it is like It is the same as the "Gossip Girl", but she is trapped by her poor spiritual life, so that she has no interest in life.

"New York, I love you, but you let me down (u, urn). New York, I love you, but you let me down. I, like a rat in a cage, lingering and struggling. New York, I love you , but you've let me down. New York, you're safer, but you're wasting my time all the time. All our records say you're filthy but that's nothing."

Evan Bell seems to be murmuring in a low voice, a series of low hoarse, sad and lonely lyrics, slowly flowing in his mouth, with a kind of elegance and retro style of vinyl records in the 1960s and 1970s, singing in the wind Whisper.

"But when you open the door, the cops who are bored because there's no crime will come and blind you. New York, you're perfect, so please don't change a single thing. The mayor of Wan, who now considers himself a king. All childhood memories have become more and more cheap. Like the bar when I was young, I used to dream of drinking there. New York, I love you, But you terrify me. There are thousands of twists here, but our cry is weak. It's like a distant death, and we hear it from the other side of the wall."

This is just a very simple melody, just like a simple melody that a novice who has just learned to arrange music simply uses drums and keyboards to piece together, but the whisper between Evan Bell's lips and teeth gives it The whole melody has a shudder that slowly penetrates the soul, like the mist flowing down in the morning or the twilight pouring down in the evening, dancing on the Hudson River in front of you. That indifferent but firm, casual but bitter, lazy but lonely melody slowly lingered on Evan Bell's lips.

"New York, I love you, but you terrify me. New York, I love you, but you let me down. Like the death of a heart, God, how can I save her? But you're still a stagnant pool, I don't want to be that drowning frog~www.readwn.com~ Oh, please take me out of this inescapable web, for even a child who still believes in the truth, yes, for those who still believe in the truth."

Evan Bell seems to be sitting in an empty bar, holding his guitar, no lights, no audience, no sound effects, singing alone, that kind of silent loneliness in the high-rise buildings standing everywhere in the city. More and more lonely and lonely. The city has always been a monster that devours people.

"Well, maybe I'm wrong, maybe you're right. Maybe I'm really wrong, maybe you're right. Maybe you're right, maybe I'm wrong, maybe you're just right." Evan Bell His voice is very lazy, not like the usual rock and roll style, but a bit of jazz humming. Suddenly, Evan Bell's voice exploded in a "heh" sigh, attracting the attention of many people around. At this time, the rebellious feeling of rock and roll in the song was completely vented, and the tune suddenly came out. Going high, the mood is suddenly excited, "Oh, maybe what Mom said is right, there is always something that belongs to you, you will never be alone. Maybe she is wrong, maybe I am right, maybe she is wrong. of."

When the song came to an end, all the emotions returned to calm, "Maybe she's wrong, maybe I'm right. If that's the case, what should I do?" That kind of whispering feeling made the inner loneliness little by little. Click to recycle, leaving only a piece of reverberation inside.

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