The distance between classical music and pop music is actually not as far apart as imagined.
Give an inappropriate example.
The same outline of a simple plot can be an online article, a joke, a serious literature, or even written in classical Chinese or poetry.
This is "different forms of expression produced by the same literature and art."
In music, what affects these is the musical form structure and musical genre.
Same reason.
The same outline development of a simple plot can be transformed into science fiction, fantasy, urban... to produce different styles.
In music, it comes from scales.
The most important texture of music.
It comes from the arrangement.
Divine arrangers can make ordinary melodies become extremely high-end.
A good melody can be ruined by a rubbish arrangement.
so.
The melody is there.
It is not difficult to adapt the old songs of the two people into symphonic music.
It doesn’t even necessarily have to be rewritten into a “symphony” format paradigm.
Just make it "symphonic".
Li Jinglin's goal is very clear.
One, symphony, and two, layering the melody through the characteristics of symphony.
then.
Among Li Jinglin's various weird and unrestrained thoughts.
An old song from Phoenix Legend.
"Over the Moon".
It turned into something... very strange.
Li Jinglin sat on the swivel chair.
Behind me is the piano and in front of me is the desk.
Papers of sheet music were scattered on the desk.
Start scratching your head.
"To do so much emotional foreshadowing and contrasting changes... seems to be too much."
"How about completely separating it?"
When Li Jinglin was adapting it, he unknowingly made a mistake that was both outrageous and reasonable.
If you don't pay attention, you will write too much.
He took that melody according to the genre and format of the symphony.
It was expanded into four movements.
"Maybe I probably did write too much."
It was okay at first, but as I was writing I always felt like I could add something more.
I accidentally drifted into serious music.
Think about this.
Li Jinglin completely broke up the music.
Only select passages that express the same type of emotion, reassign the instruments, and perform a hierarchical increment.
concentrate.
Start deleting.
After finishing this, I took a look at the remaining score.
It feels like a bit of a waste.
Then I thought about it.
Take out those passages that were originally used for emotional comparison, repair and simplify them.
Another piece was made.
then.
There are two completely different plus versions of "Above the Moon".
"Well, there are two versions out of nowhere."
Li Jinglin looked at the two stacks of paper clearly laid out in his hand and fell into deep thought.
The melody seems to be the same melody.
But completely unrecognizable.
And it’s doubly unrecognizable.
"Forget it, just choose this one. This one looks pleasing to the eye."
"Just do whatever you want with the extra one and use it as a little Easter egg."
Li Jinglin stopped thinking.
Start contacting the band.
Soon he was contacted by one of the top bands in the country.
China Philharmonic Orchestra.
I made a phone call first and agreed on a time and place for the conversation with Lin Guoping, the Philharmonic’s music director.
Then we took a plane from Guangzhou to Beijing.
After chatting for a long time, I finally met Lin Guoping in the hotel.
"Old Lin, take a look."
Li Jinglin lay down on the sofa.
It’s not that I’m physically tired, nor that I’m mentally tired.
I just feel tired when I'm on the road, and I don't know why.
"I said, are you going to switch to composing in the future? Or are you going to be a pop artist?"
Lin Guoping is in his forties.
He is a very serious middle-aged classical musician.
Of course, this is a good thing, but a bad thing is that it is a bit old-fashioned.
"No, it's just that I can do whatever I want."
Li Jinglin stretched his waist and yawned.
"After playing the piano for so many years, what's wrong with me just having fun?"
"...."
Lin Guoping glanced at Li Jinglin who was slumped on the sofa.
He adjusted his glasses and frowned.
"Alin, I'm not telling you that your work is accomplished by hard work, and your waste is by play. Your success is based on thought, and your failure is based on casualness."
"Oh...Old Lin, you are still so old-fashioned..."
After sitting up, Lin Guoping's complexion improved a lot.
The two are close friends who have been together for many years.
Many things are very straightforward.
"You tell me, why don't you continue playing the violin? Do you know how difficult it is for the country to produce a violinist like you? You have to take on the tasks that you should take on..."
"Of course I do."
After listening to Lin Guoping's words, Li Jinglin was not annoyed.
Instead, he smiled and patted Lin Guoping on the shoulder, looking comforting.
"So I'm back!"
"You shouldn't come back!"
Lin Guoping was a little anxious.
For a real genius like Li Jinglin.
The country will support you.
Li Jinglin was a strange person in the support plan back then.
For others, the level of public funding slowly follows the pace of academic progress.
This person's academic progress is determined by his speed in document approval.
"The country needs influential violinists to conquer the world on the international stage."
"I fought, but no one can fight."
Li Jinglin spread his hands.
"Paganini Violin Competition, a bunch of thirty-year-old noobs."
"..."
Lin Guoping's eyelids twitched wildly and his lips moved.
I want to speak, but I can't.
He is really pretending to be too mellow. It is completely true. What can I say?
"After that, I continued to collaborate with various orchestras and performed on various important occasions..."
Li Jinglin curled his lips.
"Although I have no talent, I work hard enough and have made a lot of contributions to cultural exchanges."
"you......"
Lin Guoping was so angry that he laughed.
There are various reasons.
There are so many flaws that honest people don’t know what to complain about for a while.
"I'm tired."
Li Jinglin's words made Lin Guoping angry to death.
"Fried fish, playing in the entertainment industry, relaxing, isn't it delicious?"
"...."
Lin Guoping put down the score.
Looked at Li Jinglin seriously.
"But if you let your guard down while playing, what will happen to your Qin?"
"Don't worry, Old Lin. A pianist named Li has given me a demonstration. Can I go back to my old ways? I practice every day!"
"...."
Lin Guoping was speechless.
Another pianist named Li mentioned by Li Jinglin... was also too addicted to the entertainment industry, which led to him slacking off on piano practice.
Although it is very popular now from the public perspective, its status is still online.
But everyone in the circle knows that this is an illusion.
His piano skills have completely deteriorated and he has no competitiveness whatsoever.
This person can no longer return to the circle.
"Oh, Lao Lin, don't worry. Everyone is contributing to the country. Don't care about which battlefield we are on."
Li Jinglin chuckled.
Open a bottle of happy water and push it to Lin Guoping.
"What needs some outside intervention now is the entertainment industry, Lao Lin, don't forget the fundamentals."
"Besides, I am also trying. Our country's classical art and entertainment industries have been separated for too long, and there is no crossover in between. This has also resulted in a smooth curve for the group to not get into the pit step by step."
"If this continues, won't this become more and more fragmented?"
"So, am I not making a contribution?"
"...Okay, you convinced me."
Lin Guoping is really a very qualified friend.
He won't flatter anyone, let alone cater to anyone.
He just treats you as a friend, so he won't turn a blind eye to his friends' shortcomings in many places.
Very upright, very upright, upright and a bit old-fashioned.
But Li Jinglin knew that Lin Guoping had no evil intentions.
Making friends with such people may not be so pleasant, but it must be a very good choice.
"But I always feel that your crossover is not all crossover."
Lin Guoping questioned Li Jinglin's soul.
"You seem to be playing a very new crossover."
"It's not a big problem."
Li Jinglin chuckled and raised his head.
"How's it going? Have you read the score?"
"Well, it's really good."
Back to music.
Lin Guoping's expression was much relieved.
"But your idea is quite good. On top of the symphony, you can add more instrument combinations of other styles. Did you learn it when you were working on the OST?"
"Um."
Li Jinglin nodded.
Classical music, strictly speaking, should be called serious music.
This seriousness is not serious in the literal sense. Another name should be called art music.
Different from commercial music.
But in fact, nowadays, art music also needs to have commercial attributes.
It can be roughly divided into three factions.
One school specializes in studying the works of the Old Masters, allowing these works to bloom into a more diverse artistic experience.
One group specializes in avant-garde music, experimental music, and is at the forefront of music scholarship.
The other is to organically combine it with commercial music, specifically composing on OST film and television game music soundtracks.
There are so many kinds of music in the OST circle. There are entertainment and playful music, but there are also serious music.
"Very good, I probably understand what you mean."
Let’s not talk about Li Jinglin’s involvement in the entertainment industry.
Lin Guoping still supports Li Jinglin's ideas and operations in music.
Having a smooth depth curve is really important.
"I want to take command."
Li Jinglin became serious.
"Conducting and supervising, I have to control everything with one hand."
"Well, there's no problem. It's the song you adapted anyway."
Lin Guoping did not refuse.
Li Jinglin, the chief violinist, knows the orchestra very well.
Conducting is also very smooth.
Quite a few orchestra conductors come from concertmaster positions.
The first violinist, as the highest soul figure in the entire orchestra besides the conductor, is actually equivalent to a deputy conductor.
Once there is a solo concerto, it is the first violinist who takes the lead.
Moreover, Li Jinglin is very famous in the circle.
Then it just needs to be broken in.
It's like... the contempt, dissatisfaction, doubts, etc. caused by the transition from chief to commander... there will be no such thing.
"Okay, you have a rest. I'll take you to the band to meet everyone in the afternoon."
"Oh, right!"
Lin Guoping stood up.
Suddenly he blinked.
Obviously my stomach is a bit dirty.
"You also know our concertmaster now. He is Wang Baofu. He really misses you."
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