Chapter 88 There are very few such outstanding and persistent musicians nowadays.

Style: Romance Author: Big cat who loves teaWords: 2206Update Time: 24/01/11 09:26:13
Some old fans who were promoted were also affected by "Cold Rainy Night", and their memories of the band's prosperous era were aroused.

So they also started carpet bombing to promote this new song composed by "Talk Talk".

"A song sung by a band? Aren't all bands gone?"

People who were influenced by their propaganda held this idea in mind and unbelievingly opened the page of the song they copied from the past.

Then, more "wtf" was born!

Almost all the people in these promoted groups are music lovers.

After they repeatedly listened to "Cold Rainy Night" and that classic bass solo several times, they also turned into communicators and opened other chat groups they were in.

At this time, the chat groups spread by these people are no longer limited to music groups!

Instead, all the groups he was in began to recommend this song crazily without distinction.

What kind of alumni group, colleague group, family group that loves each other...

Anyway, when you see a group, you repost it. At this time, they are just like celebrating a festival. Otherwise, they cannot express the fiery passion in their chests!



"Hey, Boss Zhou, the number of downloads of our song has exceeded 50,000!"

The next morning, in Zhou Dongzhou's old recording studio, there were several men dressed in rock-and-roll style sitting around.

On his right side, a very artistic middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, long dreadlocks, and five shining gold rings on his left hand, kept holding the mobile phone in his hand. Click the refresh button and observe the latest download status.

"Eh...it's strange. We are a band that has never published any works and is just playing for ourselves. We are a little famous in this district or this city, but how come it suddenly became popular on the Internet? Woolen cloth?"

A young man wearing a black vest, with short hair like a hedgehog, and a black bass slung over his shoulder turned to look at him and asked in confusion.

"Yes... As for us... If we talk about skills, then we should not lose to anyone. Our love for bands and rock has never been extinguished... But you said, it's only been a few days now, Why are the number of downloads so crazy? I never expected it..."

A tall man with long shawl hair and a thin body, carrying a sunset-colored 014-4513-500 ST electric guitar, sat on a speaker that was half a person tall, playing with a light pick in his hand while looking towards His boss asked questions.

"Hey, you guys...you are still confused when the truth of the matter is so obvious. How dare you say that you are in a band?"

The man on Boss Zhou's right raised his head and shook the phone in his hand.

"The reason lies in this song. This song has a very obvious style of southern Cantonese pop songs in the mid-to-late 1980s. Not only is the composition exquisite, but the lyrics are also in full compliance with the nine tones and six tones rules of Cantonese songs at that time. It is not immersive. It’s hard to imagine that someone who has been doing this for many years can make such a good song.”

"It can be said that this song combines fashion and nostalgic retro style, and it is performed and sung by a band. It is not an industrial product of tool singers created by the current assembly line. Naturally, many nostalgic and retro fans will like us. This tune..."

He shook his head, full of admiration for Jiang Kan, the composer and lyricist.

"Yes, Lao Zhang is right. Jiang Kan is a very talented person. He did not debut until he was over forty, but as soon as he debuted, he released such good songs as "Someone Like Me" and "Chengdu" , I think he will definitely not be a pure newcomer."

Boss Zhou, who was sitting on the drummer's seat with two drum sticks in his hands, also spoke up and echoed the words of lead singer Zhang Liheng and continued.

"He must be like us. He has loved music since he was a child. Although he has been busy with studies and livelihood, he has never given up his pursuit of music. In private, he still works tirelessly to hone his singing and songwriting skills..."

"Oh, it's hard to see such excellent and persistent musicians anymore in this impetuous society! Everyone has a little bit of talent, and they wish they could have made their debut at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and then the company would hype them up and win a few awards. , they started cutting leeks in batches to harvest fans’ traffic... Not many people can calm down and polish their singing skills, and they all rely on recording studio sound modifications to deceive fans..."

The drum stick in Lao Zhou's hand hit the drum in front of him hard, making a loud "bang" sound.

That's right, Lao Zhou also played in a band for a while when he was young. He served as a drummer and his drumming skills were superb and soul-stirring.

Unfortunately, his band at that time did not make a big splash. Later, when the band declined, he concentrated on running a business.

"Haha, boss, don't be angry. If these people didn't often need to repair songs, where would the business of our recording studio come from? The two of us would have gone to the factory to drive screws!"

The hedgehog-headed bass player also understood the whole story, and the doubts in his heart disappeared. Hearing the boss criticizing the current impetuous atmosphere so righteously, he also made a joke with emotion.

"Yeah, real singers don't bother to practice music. Only those little fresh-faced florets who want to become famous based on their looks and hype will have the nerve to practice one instrument after another..."

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. Let's practice it again. Remember not to make the mistakes I mentioned to you before. Do you understand? There will be a large number of people from this city coming to the tavern tonight. Even band brothers from other provinces and cities, we can’t show our timidity in front of them!”

After a while, the beautiful melody of "Cold Rainy Night" sounded again in the large practice room.



at the same time.

Xiao Feiyan, a big Internet celebrity who is dedicated to her job, is alone in the large live broadcast room at home, interacting lovingly with her water friends.

"Everyone, be optimistic. In thirty seconds at the latest, this sword master will come from the river to capture our promise."

"As for this dog head, don't look at it. He only has less than one-fifth of his health. He looks like he is careful not to cross the center line."

"As soon as the Sword Master comes up, he will immediately sprint and attack, and come up to smash Nuo Shou's head."

"As for us, we just need to wait here for this explosive fruit. When the Juggernaut comes, I will jump down, and then the Tianyin Wave will hit him, and then I will immediately echo the attack close to me, and use R Raptor Swing Tail on the dog's head to kill it. Once we hit the top of the tower, Nuo Shou, with the cooperation of the tower, can use the outer ring to scrape the Noxian Guillotine and take it away in one wave!"

"And this sword master will also be hit by the dragon's tail swing from the dog's head and hit him under the tower. If he wants to run away from Nuo Hand, a ruthless iron hand will pull him back under the tower. At this time, we only need to give us the remaining health Di Nuo used his glove to hold a shield, and then struck a thunderbolt that broke the muscles and bones..."

"Haha, you can easily win a double kill!"

Xiao Feiyan clapped her hands happily, her eyes showed a ferocious fighting spirit, and her mouth revealed a smile that was about to succeed.