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Chapter 176 Cannot be imitated

Chapter 610 Cannot be imitated

After the salute, Fan Ning's eyes slowly looked around every audience present.

Until everyone's small movements tended to stop, some people with itchy throats unconsciously suppressed the noise they made next.

Turn around and face the band.

I also glanced at all the musicians, but I may have stayed longer on the violin, cello, flute principal, and timpanist.

Only Sheeran on the left was still there, and even Lu was sitting among the audience. As his career and family status rose, he spent less and less time playing timpani.

Distracted thoughts were cleared away, and the prompts on my wrist came out.

The tip of the baton pointed downwards, revealing a short and sharp shadow.

Uneasy string tremolos tore from the silence.

What follows is the rough and chilling "Interrogation of Motives" segment with double bass.

The first movement is a funeral march.

"It turned out to be this kind of experience. Speaking of which, I've been writing about it for so long. It's really long overdue."

The double bass wanders and sweeps in a fractured form. For the first theme in C minor, Fanning introduces phrases from the oboe, alto oboe, clarinet, horn and violin parts one after another. Starting from the whole note, it climbs up in a long and difficult line.

No matter how many conspiracies of the apostles were involved in the life of the old organist Vienne, his struggle for life itself still has the significance of being remembered and respected.

In the connecting sentence, the band followed Fan Ning's palms and trembled uneasily.

Continuous dragging downwards stretched the harmony conflict to the limit, and his eyes looked at the rolling timpanist from a distance.

The other hand decisively cuts down on the node of the downbeat.

"Crack!——"

The big and small snare drums were smashed together, the big gongs and big cymbals struck with a shocking and harsh sound, and twenty or thirty brass and wooden pipes followed his instructions and roared to the sky.

“Perfect start!”

"It's so refreshing and shocking."

The backs of the audience were numb, and the finger joints holding their seats were exerting force uncontrollably, making it difficult to relax for a while.

Among them are many professional conductors who have brought their scores and are ready to observe and learn on the spot.

Some of them frowned deeply, and some even sighed in embarrassment.

You can't learn it, you can't learn it at all.

"Where should I start imitating this?"

Fan Ning's palms made an arc in the air, smoothing out the band's first struggle. At this time, the double bass appeared with a lingering triplet, and the colors began to transition.

The second theme in E major, the violin plays a simple ascending scale, and then meanders down melodiously, and the horn supports the warm four-part harmony.

In the pastoral-style melody, Fan Ning recalled the time when he drove Joan and Sheeran to investigate the "non-existent town". It was a summer with blue sky and white clouds, the country roads were sunny, and the car's "big nose" engine compartment

Speeding through the shadows of rows of sycamore trees

In fact, most of the first movement of "Resurrection" was completed in the hotel in the small town of Gogol. In the past, the sunset there was the color of red wine and chocolate, the cobblestone streets were lined with flower beds, and street performers played accordions and violins.

There are pink sparkling waves on the river

Tonight, as the musical thoughts gradually progressed, many of Fan Ning's experiences and sketches during the creation of "Resurrection" finally began to be wiped and restored one by one.

At the end of the funeral march, amid the low steps of the harp and violin, the C major chords of the flute and oboe suddenly penetrated, and dropped half a degree of mi in the sustained sound, bringing with it a hint of ominous warning.

"Alert Chord", Fan Ning suddenly and hindsight gave this technique a name.

This ominous meaning is very suitable for melancholicists, suggesting a certain tragedy, and perhaps there will be opportunities to use it in the future.

The diminished seventh chord of the French horn suddenly appeared, and the whole orchestra played a chromatic scale phrase in a descending manner. After two weak pizzicatos, the first movement ended.

Fan Ning stood there silently, faithfully implementing the rules he had set in this music world: "take a rest for at least five minutes."

After the music score was widely published, more people knew and understood the composer's instructions.

The audience was relaxing to temporarily dilute the terrifying atmosphere. There were also many professionals who tried to take advantage of the gap to "review", but not long after, some people chose to give up, closed the score, and decided to continue.

It is better to simply listen.

This is simply not something that other artists can imitate!

If Kaplan's conductor at that time was the explosion of the afterglow of life, the sudden surge of emotions, the perfect presentation of daily thoughts and accumulation in a unique historical moment, allowing the audience to feel the silent sublimity, then at this time Fan

Ning's command is to control with ease and show off his skills in an all-round way - in fact, he doesn't mean to show off, but if he has to say "with ease" and "show off skills", then just use a few

An object as heavy as a celestial body can be held in the hand and turned into various trajectories according to the needs of the music!

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In this musical ceremony, the audience has no emotional autonomy. They read and write this epic of life entirely in accordance with the artistic program of the work and the inspiration given by Fan Ning!

In the second movement, the moderate Allegro, after taking a few breaths of the turbid air to dissipate, the pictures of the past lingering in the white mist jumped out one by one.

Carefree "Leanderer" dance moves.

The funeral of the poet Bassani, the exploratory concert in the church, the performance of the "Gothenburg Variations", the obsession with choral creation born out of the moment the coffin was laid in the ground

In the insert, the string instruments march solemnly in a triplet flow, the flute and clarinet sing desolately, and then the old man responds to the dance with a mellow ballad, which makes a sweet soreness pass through the nose.

The third movement, Scherzo, a ballad full of warmth and nostalgia, ends in a hurry, and the audience wakes up from their daydream and returns to the hazy reality.

Eating, sleeping, living, working, the imperial capital of Santaram, city machines made of steel, daily travel on the subway, exhausting repetitive consumption, chaotic events follow one after another

The sound group gradually became denser and became breathtaking, until a completely unfamiliar and dangerous sound door was suddenly pushed open.

The ferocious and evil musical phrases receded like waves, while the low hum of the gong persisted, and an unsettling breath hovered in the air.

Fortunately, in those days mixed with depression, hesitation and restless creative desire, there was still a brief summer time spent solemnly in Saint-Overney.

"Oh, little red rose!"

The most simple scale of D flat major "one, one, two, three" was sung from the mouth of a simple but extremely solemn mezzo-soprano.

Trumpets, French horns and bassoons responded with solemn chants.

“The world is in great trouble!

People are living in a lot of pain!”

The fourth movement, Initial Light, contains the verses recorded by Ms. Hamilton on the title page of the workbook.

An ordinary old man who devoted his life to public health and the prevention and treatment of occupational diseases, and who was still sorting out the results of his work in front of his hospital bed in the last days of his life.

"Ding-dong~"

The bells of the celesta and harp sounded, the triplet of the clarinet sobbed, and the violin solo played a deep and sad B-flat minor melody.

Sheeran and Fan Ning looked at each other, probably recalling Fan Ning's explanation of "Initial Light" in "The Devil's Horn" when they visited the hospital, and the funeral in the early morning of winter when water turned into ice.

The inspiration I gained and the tears I shed while listening to the choir's carols.

After realizing that "all the living must perish", Fan Ning has indeed been imagining that redemption really exists, so that those who miss him no longer are alive, and those who fear that will pass away in the future can still be alive.

Look at this spiritual paradise.

And the works I write now are becoming more and more "realistic" for some reason.

Fortunately, what happened now, or what happened in the past?

Fan Ning suddenly smiled and shook his head inexplicably, and then introduced the fifth movement without interruption.

"Crack, click, click, click, click...Boom!!!"

Expanded Sonata Form, Last Day, Resurrection Canticle.

The "questioning motive" of the double bass once again tore out of the silence, bringing out a savage and out-of-control loud noise. The whole band poured out overwhelming broken chords, and the frightening horn sounds of the trumpet and trombone spanned up and down the octave.

Penetrate.

At the beginning of the exposition, the oboe played the vast triplet "Proclaimer's Motive" and began a solemn hymn sung in the face of the boundless darkness.

"At this moment, I finally understood what an epic is and what a true epic is!"

"This is a miracle! In fact, tonight, whether you choose to show up at home or choose to spend 1 shilling to listen to the radio station in other theaters will not make a big difference, but those who did not come are destined to regret those empty seats.

The original owners are bound to regret it!"

Countless threads of inspiration are connecting and surging across the boundaries of time and space.

The audience seemed to be experiencing an epic dream, and had an almost trembling sense of anticipation and excitement for the coming of the next greatest moment!

This performance is simply difficult to describe to someone who has not experienced it!

He is not a conductor at all, and he does not need to spend energy thinking about "how to perform which part of the score"!

A symphony is a world, and in the world of "Resurrection Symphony", he is the creator and master, any revelation or foreshadowing in the movement, the grand vistas of mountains and rivers, the subtle plants and trees, the thrilling moments of struggle

, walking alone in the dark night, everything is extremely concrete and real!




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