72_72291 Sailing!

Life goes on forever, every moment of the present will become a thing of the past in the next second, and the length of life is limited, we can't squander forever, always do nothing, so, we must sail! Even if it is a storm, even if it is stormy, even if it is a landslide, we must sail! Unstoppable, unstoppable, never stop! Life is so short, please hold your head high and live proudly!

Such simple lyrics, such a simple melody, and such a simple interpretation stirred up a storm and poured down, vividly interpreting the name of the band "Glory to Death": Glory, or death! The result is not the most important thing, the important thing is that there are only two choices, either stop yourself and choose death; Either continue to move forward and take steps towards the unknown road, even if the end is dark hell, even if the end is an abyss, even if the end is still death, even if the end is broken bones, but also without hesitation, the so-called glory is not success is not glory is not recognition, but self-insistence.

On this path, there are no compromises.

How many people are able to do this? How many people can run all the way with their dreams, how many people can chase themselves regardless of a qiē, how many people can be crushed in order to stick to themselves, how many people can never give up for an illusory goal, how many people can stand at the end of life and say "I don't regret it"; How many people have chosen to compromise for the sake of life, how many people have chosen to restrain themselves in the name of responsibility, how many people have been smoothed out by life, how many people have chosen mediocrity and ordinariness to integrate into society, and how many people have buried regret deep in their hearts.

"Sail! Voyage! Voyage! The simplest sentence of "sailing" but Hugo's emotions were unabashedly vented, just like a hole in the dark night sky, the starry sky fell like a waterfall, lighting up the entire night sky, but igniting countless small flames, sounding the horn of resistance in the whole dark world.

The surging love xù is like a storm, drowning everyone, 100,000 people have 100,000 "sailing", this simple to the extreme melody but in the depths of everyone's heart stirred up completely different feelings, everyone can find their own voice in Hugo's passionate and magnificent interpretation, the tears of the embankment are full of intricacies, is regret, is bitter, is happy, is joyful, is dazed, is stunned, is pain, is happy, is beautiful...... When tears dance on the tip of your tongue, only you can taste the taste.

"Maybe I should have screamed for help, maybe I should have cut myself off, baby blame me for attention deficit disorder."

Such a simple lyric made countless people completely collapse, Jessica opened her mouth wide, unable to make any sound, but tears poured out wildly, the pain of the cone made Jessica have no way to react at all, she could only stand in place with tense muscles, let the tears flow wildly, and the emotions in her heart set off a storm, but she couldn't make a sound at all.

She should have shouted for help; Or should I cut myself off? Should she choose glory, or death? Or, does she still have a choice, or has she been given up by fate?

In the grand parade of life, she seems to have given up too many things, and even forgot her reason for saving zài. Maybe not a dream, maybe just Sally, her daughter, at least she should awaken the drive in her own heart, life seems to have become insensitive, so long that she has forgotten her passion. But she didn't want that.

"Help, help, help......" Jessica's heart was roaring wildly, she wanted to shout out, but her throat seemed to be blocked, tears blurred her vision, she could only look at the luminous object in the center of the stage stupidly, and grabbed her heart fiercely, hoping to find an outlet to save herself in this melody.

Help, she needs help, who can help her?

"Maybe I'm a freak, maybe I'm not listening, and the baby blames me for attention deficit disorder."

Sally breathed heavily, she only felt that her lungs seemed to have completely struck, she couldn't help but start coughing violently, but the tears on her face still couldn't straighten up, tears flowed into her mouth, her mouth was full of bitterness, but the emotional storm in her mind couldn't stop at all.

She's a freak, but she's listened to - Hugo, the man standing on the stage at this moment, really hears her, she wants to chase her dreams, she wants to go to every corner of the world, she wants to be a person who can influence others, she ...... She wants to sail! She wants to stand up again, and then measure the latitude of the world with her own feet, even if she knows that the road ahead is stormy, she is not willing to give up, she wants to sail!

Sally forced herself to raise her head, and then raised her chin high, the hot tears were still running unrestrainedly, but she showed her pride, she wanted to continue sailing with dignity and courage, she would not give up, she would not compromise, she refused to give up, she refused to compromise.

"Sailing! Voyage! Voyage! ”

Hugo's voice made everyone in the audience raise their chins high, and the bright tears joined together in the light, blooming into an incomparably dazzling halo, making it the most gorgeous light of the night, even the world's most brilliant gaffer could not create such an effect; The boundless sea of people has now become a sea of emotions, proudly blooming in Hugo's song, and the sea of 100,000 epiphanys is magnificent and magnificent, and this qiē makes the rose bowl like heaven.

The passionate melody suddenly slowed down, and the small hammer drum in Fogin's hand became the main theme, only Alfonso's keyboard sound was echoing, and the boiling blood gradually returned to room temperature, and then Hugo was heard holding the microphone tightly and muttering in a low voice, "Lala, lala...... La-la-la-oh......"

The soft humming was like a mother's lullaby, warm and soft, slowly sprinkling a pale golden mist, making the turbulent love little by little calm. At first, Alfonso's soft whisper could be heard in his ears, passing between Hugo's melodious and languid humming, "Maybe I should cry out for help, maybe I should cut myself off...... Maybe I should have screamed for help, maybe I should have cut myself off......"

Although the surging emotion gradually calmed down, the boundless echo resounded leisurely in the depths of his heart, and then Hugo's roar sounded again, "Sailing! Voyage! Voyage! ”

The song returned to a state without any embellishment, and even the lyrics were omitted, leaving only the simplest sentence of "sailing" in the shallow chanting, but Hugo's thick voice tore out a majestic momentum, and the hoarse that was almost broken rubbed out a thin layer of particles, which made the skin have goosebumps, and I couldn't help but shiver, and then a shiver, the powerful rhythm became the most powerful weapon in Hugo's voice, like a brush, swaying freely between heaven and earth, outlining the changes of mountains and rivers. The grandeur and magnificence of the vicissitudes of life.

For exactly seventy seconds, without any embellishment, without any embellishment, without any fancy, only Hugo screaming into the microphone "Sailing!" But each lyric actually bursts out with different emotional colors, just like when Hugo sang the nine sentences of "Youthful Heart" on the Grammy, "a refusal", the emotional interpretation was taken to the extreme by Hugo.

The powerful momentum made any language lose its color, and even the voice could not be produced, except for Hugo's singing voice, which was enough to make the soul tremble, "Sailing!" ”

It's hard to imagine that this is just the power of a song, and people have already experienced the "beautiful. day)" and experienced "don't be upset about the past." look。 ba。 anger)", I have experienced the confusion of the "wonderwall", and I have experienced the "young volcano. voloes)" ...... However, none of these songs are "sail"!

The majesty of "Sailing" is incomparable, no music can match, the surging momentum is contained in such a simple melody, and what is even more incredible is that Hugo actually used a few simple lyrics to hide all the passionate feelings, and then sang it live through guò - without any fancy skills, absolutely hard and absolutely hard - vividly displayed, the shock is not only rushing to the face, but also deep into the heart, deep into the marrow, deep into the soul, It's a shiver that you can't feel once in a lifetime.

But now, they're feeling it, on top of the first performance of the Glory to Death "Tempest" world tour. At this moment, Nicholas finally knows why this tour is called "Storm", because this is a storm of glory to death, which will sweep the world and truly open a new era in the music market, maybe rock and roll is really going to be reborn! Nicholas finally knew why the three episodes of Glory to Death were called "Stormy", because they had experienced countless ups and downs in the past year, but in the end they still found their way in the storm and continued to sail to where they are today!

It was a historic moment, and the Rose Bowl became a witness to this historic moment, as well as the more than 107,000 spectators present – both inside and outside the venue.

The melody gradually flattened out, and people didn't even realize it, and the lights slowly dimmed, and eventually with the melody disappearing, the lights disappeared completely. It was clear to everyone in the audience: Encore was over.

They don't want the concert to end like this, they don't want the encore to end like this, they don't want this perfect night to end here. They wanted to keep shouting "Encore", but the shock of the song "Sailing" almost destroyed everyone's brains, and no one could react immediately.

In the darkness, people looked at each other, dumbfounded, and overwhelmed. At this time, people really realized that the concert was over, it ended in the most glorious way to death, and a song "sailing" drew an end to this perfect night, and the shock of the people was just beginning.

Bending over, Sally bent down and bowed, bowing to the stage, expressing her respect, expressing her worship, except in this way, she could not find any way to vent her inner turmoil, so she did so. The first, the second, the third...... One hundred and fifty-five thousand, all of whom bowed their straight backs and bowed to the glory of their deaths with the highest respect!

This is the end of tonight