Chapter 409: I think I'm sick, right?

The vast majority of music is imagery.

Especially the soundtrack.

A lot of soundtracks, as soon as you listen to it, you can know what this is probably about.

Luo Shiyao is a bystander, and after all, she can only understand, but she doesn't understand it so deeply.

Compared with Li Jinglin's understanding and knowledge of music, it will indeed seem much simpler.

But it was precisely this simplicity that made Li Jinglin see the answer.

If I had to describe it

It's like going head-to-head with someone, and the two sides are ten meters apart.

When they walked slowly towards each other, Li Jinglin's mind was full of thoughts about "the heavyweight comparison between him and me", "will he hit a straight punch or a side kick first?" "Shall I strike first?" "Should I use an electric cannon or a flying foot?" "Make a sneak attack and beat him lightly?" Something like that.

Even because both sides are martial arts masters, they even judge each other's boxing or leg training from their appearance, and plan to analyze each other's genre and restrain themselves in the trial of the fight.

Only Luo Shiyao told Li Jinglin simply and rudely.

What's the trick? Big brother, times have changed.

You have a gun in your trouser pocket, take it out and break him, accurately and quickly

Thereupon.

Li Jinglin immediately took the MIDI keyboard, and after a little total, he knocked down a few very neat sound blocks on the arranging software.

There is no other so-called harmony, ornamentation and the like.

Clean and tidy.

As experienced by the predecessors.

If there's no road ahead, open one!

In the creation of music, Li Jinglin also carried out a transformation and a breakthrough.

Boldly use a treatment method that has never been used before.

"Yes, this is not heavy enough, although it needs to be minimalist and clean, but thick is a must!"

"There should be one voice here, but there shouldn't be only one."

"It should be a myriad of instruments, coming together to produce the same note!"

Li Jinglin was very excited.

At this time, Li Jinglin seemed to really feel that in that red era, those senior musicians were holding a kind of enthusiasm to create music.

The feeling was incomparably stronger, even stronger than any previous creative experience.

If it is said that in the production of the soundtrack of "Elden Ring", it is a new breakthrough for Li Jinglin's personal style and personal strength.

So, this time, compose the music for "The Age of Awakening".

It seems to have experienced a baptism of the soul and the sublimation of the spiritual realm.

"The power to be able to come out in such darkness. Yes, it's enlightenment! ”

"The so-called enlightenment is to open up a path that should be advanced in the dark wilderness!"

Luo Shiyao obediently did not speak.

Even the breathing was a little more suppressed.

Li Jinglin didn't notice it himself, but Luo Shiyao could see it very clearly.

When adjusting the sound block, Li Jinglin's hand holding the mouse was trembling slightly.

Li Jinglin can really feel it too much.

What is this hidden behind the blood, the kind of thing that makes the soul tremble.

Faith!

And a faith unlike any other.

Spanning the occasion of time.

in art.

Li Jinglin's soul seems to be able to feel more clearly the power in the works of his predecessors.

This kind of feeling is definitely not something that can be understood by analyzing the composition of the works of the predecessors.

[A great work has a soul]

Such a statement, although it sounds a bit mysterious.

But almost everyone agrees.

Because the resonance that music produces when it touches the soul is clear and clear.

This kind of resonance may come from empathy, or from blood, or from the harmony of spirit and concept.

But no matter what.

At this moment, Li Jinglin felt that the resonance he was touching now seemed to have never been so clear.

Although Luo Shiyao is not a music major.

But after all, I have been in contact with Li Jinglin for so long, and I often deal with music, and I can also see and understand the content shown in the arranging software.

Unexpected.

Li Jinglin's music this time doesn't seem to be so complicated.

It's even pretty simple.

It can be completely known from Li Jinglin's expression.

This time the music was very different!

"I really am."

After making a music clip, after a little audition.

Li Jinglin felt a feeling of heat all over his body.

He stood up and played on the piano first.

It seemed that it was difficult for the piano to show the texture of the long notes of the strings, so he took the violin again.

A musical artist.

Before creating great works, before creating works that can infect others.

You must have infected yourself first.

Immerse yourself in that emotion and put all the emotions into the notes to your heart's content.

Luo Shiyao is actually a little worried.

Why are artists most likely to suffer from depression or mental illness?

Why do so many talented artists commit suicide because of this?

Actually, this is not the reason for the so-called "poor mental capacity".

It's not about irregular life, irregular income, or lack of inspiration, because these reasons are just a very arrogant assertion from the normal human emotional world.

It's because art is something that affects emotions, and if you want to influence others, you must first affect yourself.

Many people think that people who engage in art have a "melancholy" atmosphere, but as everyone knows, this is not actually melancholy, but because there are too many stories and emotional ups and downs, which have seriously derailed from real life.

And the "depression" that artists get is not actually a traditional depressed person.

Rather, it shows a more macro emotion, which should not actually be classified as "depression".

To be able to become an artist.

The ability to empathize is bound to be extremely strong.

And the ability to empathize is so sensitive and delicate, it is naturally easier to fall into various emotions.

[Melancholy Maniac]

However, there is a limit to a person's emotional endurance.

Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness.

The sublimation of that emotion, the strong emotional stimulation, and the frequency that ordinary people feel are far lower than those of artists.

No matter how strong and tenacious the nerves are, if they are repeatedly stimulated, they will be broken.

will break.

On weekdays, Li Jinglin has always controlled his emotional changes very well.

It's fast to enter the play, fast to get out of the play, fast to substitute, and fast to return to reality.

But this time, it seems to be a passive substitution.

Let Li Jinglin himself be unable to say that he is unwilling to interrupt such a frenzied state.

Interrupting is naturally not good, and not interrupting also seems to be a little worrying.

Of course, Luo Shiyao will be worried.

However, what Luo Shiyao didn't know was that.

It is also when you fall into this magical state of creation, and fall into such emotions and fanaticism.

The endings of Eastern artists and Western artists are also different.

Throughout the history of art.

Naturally, there is no shortage of artists in the East who are deeply immersed in spiritual problems.

But compared to Western artists, there is too much less.

And the subsequent behavior is very different.

Western artists, after falling into such a mood, are extremely prone to depression, and then accompanied by tobacco and alcohol, and even worse, with the continuous improvement of the spiritual world, and in the real world more serious degeneration.

Actually, there is a very simple reason for this.

Faith.

There is no support of faith, or rather, a nihilistic belief in the gods.

It's very easy to get stuck in the mud.

But if it is supported by faith.

Such emotionality, such a mental state, will drive the real individual to sublimate together.

Because, the highest realm pursued by the artist.

It's beauty.

And the display of beauty, from the perspective of human beings, is heroic.

Once again, it returns to the different historical views of the East and the West.

In simple terms.

He is also an artist with sensitive nerves and emotional ups and downs.

Western artists can easily become Don Quixote and become Faust.

Don Quixote has high morals, noble ideas, and a humanistic glow, but in reality he is easily a madman, even absurd.

Faust is aggressive, has the courage to surpass himself, and has superhuman perseverance, but in reality he chases fame and fortune, longs for status, and is entangled with women, trapped in realistic desires.

This is the typical image of a Western artist.

To sum up, it seems that many people are often willing to explain it in terms of "the complexity of human nature".

Not really, or rather, not entirely.

Because, Oriental artists, or in other words, artists with typical modern Oriental people's aesthetic outlook and people's historical outlook

Eventually, it will become Paul Kochakin.

To truly become a true warrior who is one with the spiritual world and the real world, with a noble spirit, and a noble act in line with the spirit.

Such a warrior, in the Chinese music industry, the example is too clear.

Nie Ziyi, Xian Xinghai!

When the artist has this, it is like the duckweed of emotions has a foundation.

In the vast ocean, firmly bind the heart, no matter how far the thoughts fly, no matter how big the emotional waves, there will always be a light in the heart that is enough to support all this.

Sure enough.

After a call to vent.

Li Jinglin took a few breaths.

The mental state returned to "normal".

glanced at Luo Shiyao, who was a little dumbfounded, and smiled.

"Hey! It's cool! ”

"Whew"

Seeing that Li Jinglin really had no problem, Luo Shiyao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

But it's still not completely reassuring.

"Really, nothing?"

"It's okay, what can I do?"

“.”

A somewhat complicated gaze appeared in Luo Shiyao's beautiful eyes.

The tone is much softer.

Gently stroking Li Jinglin's hand, he opened his mouth with concern.

"If you have anything to say, talk to me more, I'm here."

“?”

Li Jinglin frowned.

glanced at Luo Shiyao and found that there was a somewhat offensive tenderness in Luo Shiyao's eyes.

No, what do you mean?

You think I'm sick, don't you?!

“.”

Li Jinglin quickly understood what Luo Shiyao was worried about.

I almost laughed angrily.

Okay, okay, you play like this, right?

Thereupon.

Li Jinglin fell silent with a serious expression, which made Luo Shiyao's originally slightly relieved heart lift up again.

"That"

"Ugh."

"Then I'll say it"

(End of chapter)