302. There are three misunderstandings, one piano, one book and one sigh
After a few struggles, Qin Jian gave up the urge to take out a bottle from the wine cabinet.
Get up and walk towards the grand piano in the far corner.
"Tsk"
A good Steinway & Sons triangle has turned into a place to put miscellaneous things here.
Qin Jian bent down and blew lightly, "B211." β
"The piano for the seven-foot concert. β
"Do opera people have some misunderstanding about the piano?"
"Luxury. β
The dead piano board was covered with a thick layer of ash, and several trophies and many honorary certificates and other things were messily placed on it.
The most excessive thing is that there is still half a bottle of red wine that has not been drunk.
This is probably the worst hygiene in the whole room.
Qin Jian carefully lifted the lid, gently pressed a set of chords, and then frowned.
"Ding~~"
A cacophony of discord filled the room.
This is no longer a simple matter of running the strings, it has to be in a major key, otherwise the piano will not be able to play.
When the military training is over, I have to take a day to tune this piano well.
It is estimated that the piano in the piano room should not be better than this one.
Basically understanding the situation here, Qin Jian looked at his phone, it was not yet eight o'clock.
Thinking that there was nothing to do in the morning when he returned, he casually pulled a book out of the stack.
"Misunderstanding about opera". β
The title of the book is good, seeing the last two words of the author's name, Qin Jian realized that this is most likely a book written by a Russian.
"Ski. β
But what's interesting is that the translator on the side wrote, "Li Shuang." β
This completely mobilized his desire to read.
Before returning to the bar, Qin Jian hesitantly opened the cold room of the refrigerator, and a column of canned beer came into view.
Moment.
"Thank you, senior brother and sister. β
Drinking a cold beer, Qin Jian leaned on the bar and began to read.
Prologue.
"The opera genre was a misunderstanding from the start. β
Interesting insights.
"The Renaissance swept across Europe, and it wasn't until the field of fine arts and literature was already fruitful that music woke up like a dream. β
"A group of men of letters and wise men gathered at the home of the Florentine nobleman Bardi to discuss the grand cause of reviving ancient Greek theater. β
They decided that music must have played an important role in the tragedy of ancient Greece and that it was present throughout the plot. β
"But the headache is that music, unlike literature and art, has a large number of written records and physical objects to pass on to future generations, that is, there is no recording equipment, and there is no notation. β
"There is no facsimile, so I have to forge it. β
With enthusiasm and impulse, these literati claimed that music should take to the stage, like the tragedies of ancient Greece, to participate directly in the development and conflict of the drama, and to evoke strong emotions in the audience with natural human vocals. β
Only in this way can it be regarded as a faithful inheritance and revival of the spirit of ancient Greek tragedy. β
The group of literati musicians thought that the combination of music and drama they imagined was a reinvention of ancient Greek tragedy, but they never imagined that it would lead to the birth of a new art varietyββββ opera. β
This is a misunderstanding. β
I see.
Qin Jian knows a little about the origin of opera, which did appear in Florence around 1600, and originated from the theater music of ancient Greek drama.
Now it seems that although you can't just listen to the words of one family, the taste of unintentional willows between the lines is indeed in line with the background of that era.
Qin Jian continued to read.
"Misunderstanding two. β
"When opera was born, it was intended to be an 'elegant' humanistic art for the aristocratic circle to enjoy, drawing on mythology, and the music was intended to express the twists and turns of poetry. β
Unexpectedly, this thing later developed into the precursor of mass entertainment in Western culture. β
The subtle and urgent use of Italian singing was not only liked by the aristocracy, but also by the common people, especially the merchants and the middle class. β
"Since Venice established the world's first public opera house, anyone who is willing to pay for it can go to the opera house. β
It's certainly a good thing that art goes to the common people.
Qin Jian took a sip of wine, comfortable.
"But there are two sides to everything, and as more and more people go to the opera, the quality of the music and the artistic jury of the opera repertoire are greatly reduced. β
"There are many people who buy tickets to watch the play, the supply exceeds the demand, the creation is naturally rough and indiscriminate, and the fast writer produces an opera in a few weeks, which is not a fantasy, and the skilled craftsmen with low artistic requirements can achieve it in one stroke. β
This sounds a bit like a saliva song in the domestic pop music scene.
Demand determines the market, both ancient and modern, both at home and abroad.
This seemingly brainless habit of writing is the specialty of Italian composers, and Rossini, Samatini and others still maintain this tradition. β
This made Germans like Beethoven, who racked their brains to give speculation in their creations, despised, and at the same time extremely jealous. β
Hahahaha, I feel sorry for Uncle Pei for a second.
"Write quickly, of course, the unseen ones are not well written, but the probability of clichΓ©s and promiscuity is indeed higher. β
"When the development of opera falls into a repetitive 'routine', the dramatic conflict and character emotions in the story itself are no longer the focus of public attention. β
"People go to the opera house in the evening after a busy day, for nothing other than to have fun, to seek some sensual pleasure and stimulation. β
This paragraph is a bit like evaluating today's internet phenomenon.
Lao Tzu just wants to relax when he opens the app, what did you write about, author?
Ancient routines, bloody plots, rough writing, and unstable updates.
That's enough.
So, the aria developed rapidly, and no matter what the plot was, as long as there was a good tune, it would be fine. β
So is it understandable that arias are brain holes?
Qin Jian picked up the can again.
Goo.
"Even in order to attract people's attention, eunuch singers with male and female voices appeared, and in order to become famous and make money, they did not hesitate to violate nature and use the male breath to support the seductive flowery skills of women. β
This...
So for a long time after that, very few of the learned literati said good things about opera. β
It is no wonder that Gluck, "a student of Samartini mentioned above", wanted to reform opera, and Wagner, "the great man of the German music scene after Beethoven", scoffed at the previous operatic tradition.
There is indeed an inevitability in this.
In this way, it is indeed a bit misleading to regard the development of opera as a sign of the height of a country's musical art.
According to this statement, the development of opera was somewhat like today's cinema.
Big-production, high-output, but truly meaningful masterpieces are rare.
But he wasn't interested in the movie, and he didn't care about it.
For Qin Jian, having time to practice the piano and listen to music is also more affordable than watching movies.
Returning to opera, it is an authentic foreign product for the Chinese people, and the first problem encountered in watching it is the language barrier, once the translated language is sung, it is almost impossible to listen to it.
Every year, the major theaters in China rehearse countless opera repertoire, but how many of them really listen to art rather than vassal elegance?
To develop opera in China, there is a long way to go.
With a long sigh, Qin Jian raised his head and took the last sip of beer in the can.
Moment.
Qin Jian looked at the Night Queen's temple and smirked.
"Huh. β
I've drunk fake wine.
"I'm a piano player, why do I worry about opera?"
It's been a long time.
"Huh. β
Shaking his head self-deprecatingly.
Qin Jian closed the book in front of him.
The book is very thick, the road is still long, but fortunately, there is still time.
Inserted the book back into its original position.
Throwing away the empty can in his hand, he gently turned off the light.
Finally, he turned his head to look at the Queen of the Night in the darkness.
Gently closed the door of 309.
"Click. β
The Night Queen seems to have disappeared into a temple.
Room 309 was plunged into darkness.
In an inconspicuous corner, a red point of light is looking down on everything here.
...
This night, Qin Jian's harvest was far greater than he imagined.
The bustling and quaint campus, maybe it was a misunderstanding for him to come here.
Originally, it was just a task, even if it meant a little commitment.
But now inexplicably began to have a sense of ritual.
But I have to admit it.
Qin Jian kind of liked this feeling.
But.
...
"Uncle Mo, you're really going to have a problem. β
...
The soft evening breeze brought bursts of laughter on campus, the voice of youth.
Moment.
He headed in the direction the wind was coming from.