Miss Bach's Crab Canon

On this day, several of his students committed a crime knowingly.

Holding a laptop in their hands, with serious expressions, they mustered up the courage to come to him.

Before he opened his mouth to curse, the student asked like this——

"Professor, have Repin's paintings... been lost?"

"Of course, there must be. A painter has painted all his life. Apart from masterpieces, there must be some lost in society. And you..."

"Then... maybe we found one," said a student.

"Not only that, maybe... there are other great painters..." Another student said.

The professor frowned, not understanding what they were talking about, but there was no smell of alcohol.With his left hand he reached into his pocket to take out his glasses, while with his right he tapped on the table, motioning for them to display their things.

Then--

His eyes froze, as greedy as the oligarchs embezzled national assets, he hugged the laptop and got it in front of him with all his strength.

"...do you...know the legend of the Artists Touring Exhibition Association?" His tone could not hide his excitement, "in the folk and word of mouth, it was said that before the revolution came, the great they were an oriental bard ..."

It is a wonderful legend, which is only recorded in very few historical materials.But the professor has always been committed to discovering history, so he knows that it is not a legend, but a mystery that has been deliberately covered up.

Because the great painters of the Association of Artists Touring Exhibitions, they have all described in large lengths how beautiful and mysterious girls they painted when they were young.However, those paintings have never been published, and these legends have never been revealed.

But today-

"...Hurry up and call the school for me! Also, get the earphones right away."

Although he hates electronic equipment, of course he can use it. He can understand that this is the cover of a piece of music.

And this music... what is it?

After taking the earphones, he watched and listened.

He was so excited that he danced and hummed regardless of his own image.

But he was confused to the extreme. The accumulation of his 60 years of life has now become a bubble.

He just wanted to ask—what the hell is this?

Why is there such perfect textual research, extremely outstanding actors, delicate and grand scenes coexisting, but it is so real!And the scene is readily available... the picture?How much does it cost...to get it shot?

still have a question.

Why, these things... seem to be taken by a mobile phone?

……

Because of the popularity of the previous prelude, the second song has just been uploaded, and it has received a lot of attention.

At first, people just wanted to see, what would this second song be like?But those 20 minutes or so have persuaded many people to quit.

In this day and age, they won't have the patience to listen to something so long.However, often after listening to the first 30 seconds, they subverted their previous ideas.And if you don't close your eyes, but watch the PV content screen, you will feel the same word.

--appropriate.

The content and music match really well!

It's just that those senior people got another word.

— Thriller.

How the hell is this done?This question keeps many people awake at night.

But they all felt happy, because the long music embellished their sleepless nights.

……

ps

(Come here, it's so cool to touch)

119·An internal strife

Ⅱ. The World We Used to Know.

——It is a wonderful mystery, floating out from nowhere, slowly lingering on this blue planet, and slowly being known by people.

Its first audience is senior fans, that is, hardcore fans who spend their days in various forums and music, and often discuss music with others.

These people know music best in the world, but these people are absolutely egotistical and picky, and will only get their reluctant approval unless they are like the few masterpieces.

The number of these senior enthusiasts is limited, but the right to speak is extremely strong, but they often have something to say.

They each have an indelible music in their hearts, hidden in the deepest part, unwilling to share with others.

Because that is their sense of superiority, the uniqueness of "I am the only one who has reached this place in the world", and often this uniqueness is the most noble.

today--

Ⅱ. The World We Used to Know, and its author, the band titled "The Loud Revenant of the Old Times", settled in the hearts of veteran fans.They silently followed and bookmarked, rarely left comments, and they never shared with others.

They only hope that this miracle that they do not know how to create will not be discovered.

But at the same time, they despise the world except themselves—they are so ignorant, superficial, lacking in aesthetics, sinking into the basic human desires and ignoring beauty, and being easily manipulated by others... so that they will never reach here.

Can't get there--

The world we once knew.

……

The second group of listeners to this song came in by accident, and those who paid attention to the band because of the prelude.Most of them had the mentality of listening and watching casually, but after they were really immersed, they immediately began to spread the song.

For example--

A certain world-renowned music academy, from all over the world, many children from rich families and talented children learn the best music here.

And just one night passed—

One thing most students noticed was that their classmates were... talking about a topic they hadn't heard of.

“I think that guitarist has a great tone and a great use of the wah, especially that…”

"I understand, I understand, the transition from Tsarist Russia to the church, when the section ended and the rhythm fell, its wah sound suddenly cut to the organ!"

"Yes, I recalled that excessively a hundred times."

What are they talking about... This is the question of many students.But they were discussing it so heatedly that if anyone asked, they would throw a YouTube link from their mobile phones, clearly showing contempt for anyone who hadn't listened.

Even the teachers joined the discussion.

"Do you know? The Composition Department and the Piano Department have canceled classes today because they are all going to study this."

"impossible……"

"Really, they say this pianist and organ player is a hall of fame, and they are asking each other who it is."

"I'm from the piano department. I can prove that you who are from other departments will not understand how shocking we were when we heard it for the first time."

"I am from the harpsichord and clavichord department. You must not be as shocked as I am, because this performer uses a lot of ancient harpsichord playing techniques, and the shape of this piano is different from modern ones. I don't know this How did the band get..."

"It should be a super-top retired master, specially customized, and the playing technique is also specially designed for this piano... This is the preliminary result of the discussions among the teachers. In other words, this is a master who has established a school. For the first time Bring this genre to the public."

And a small true rumor spread in the school.

It is said that the composition department is crazy up and down.

……

Before, many special effects artists around the world were troubled by how to do the special effects in the overture.

But now, before that question can be answered, the second question is coming.

And—the difficulty is increasing exponentially.

A world-class director who has been in the industry for decades but still hopes to shoot literary films is on vacation in Spain.

He likes this time, away from patrons who are crazy about changing scripts, adding sponsored shots, and forcing actors in.Far from putting pressure on the production company, asking him to take over the commercial popcorn movie sequel shooting.

Also, stay away from the organization that a small number of people in the industry know well, but cannot disclose it to the outside world.

This organization will require that their symbols, their elements, their pop music, and their values ​​be added to the works. They want to guide the world and instill themselves into human thinking.They have the absolute right to speak, and those who do not obey will be pressured and threatened by their agents.

If you are still unyielding, you are not far from death.

Even if he does not die, he will no longer be able to engage in this industry, and will run into walls everywhere in the second half of his life, with a miserable end.

Therefore, when on vacation, the director can take a breath of relief from these pressures and return to the clean and pure art that he is familiar with.

Like this, loud old-time undead.

Before, the special effects of the prelude confused it, so I kept paying attention.But now, when their second song was released, the director immediately watched it again.

——It was a journey, as depicted on the cover, a journey of an old ghost.

Leaving from the daily life of a certain small town in modern times, he was thrown into the cold winter of Tsarist Russia.

Ghost travels.

Meet Tchaikovsky, take a carriage, arrive at Wonderful Manor, play the piano, meet Mrs. Maker, Repin and other painters.

The ghost plays the piano, and the painters paint the ghost—and its companions.

They took the steam train, amidst the winter snow and the black smoke from burning charcoal.

They visited the Winter Palace and recorded the tip of the iceberg of the court after the assassination of the Tsar.

And - to leave.

Back to the forefront of the times, embracing the deserted church and organ.

Their music goes with it - in their music, seeds fall into the soil, grow, bloom, and bear fruit in an instant to the rhythm of the notes.Unseen ghosts pluck the fruit and eat it bit by bit.

Ghosts play the organ and the piano, even though times have changed.

Their world, their travels, their lives...

The piano on the tree, the drummer in a ball of flames, the old and new guitars...

—and coffee.

"How the hell did this..." The director was the one who repeated this sentence the most times.

Because he knew the industry so well, it was creepy.

When watching it for the first time, he thought that these content fragments from Tsarist Russia should be extracted and edited from which era drama.But when he used all his contacts and strength to try to find the source, the question fell into the sea, and no one could answer it.

What's even more frightening is that the celebrities who appeared in the clip are so similar to the leftover portraits and photos that people's jaws drop. This is not CG or special actors.

Not only that, they even... shot a lot of content about the Winter Palace, which doesn't match the modern Winter Palace at all!It is impossible to have so many maids, servants, and nobles to cooperate with them in filming!It is even more impossible to renovate so many artworks and decorations like that!It even... even blew up the heating pipes!

So weird.

Repin is in the picture, and the oil painting he created...became their cover...but it is so brand new, without traces of history...

The director wiped off his cold sweat again. He couldn't do anything other than share the second song with "???" on social platforms.Fortunately, their music is so magnificent that it can melt the question mark in his heart.

……

Many question marks are emerging on Earth.

The number of hits for the second song, starting from 0, slowly climbed——

then……

Crazy climb.

It's just that they who created the question mark are still sleeping late.

……

A band will go through two stages.

[-]. When forming a group, look forward to the future.

Second, infighting.

That's the epitome of all bands.

Except for the first day or two, every band moves forward in endless infighting.Some bands have suppressed internal strife and only accumulated internally.Some bands turn infighting into productions that either succeed or fail.Some bands can reconcile after infighting, but they will get the next infighting.

In any case, as long as you are not alone, disputes will abound.

Now, the rambunctious Old Age Undead, its first infighting, initiator of...