King of Stage

sixty-nine dawn

Hoo hoo.

Hoo hoo.

The dawn is burning blazingly on the edge of the sky; at the same time, emotions are also blazing in the chest cavity, the blood that has not completely cooled down boils again, it seems that you can see your soul in the orange-red sky before your eyes The appearance is blooming with a thousand zhangs of light.

Duncan's footsteps stopped slowly in this way, he stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, and his mind accepted the baptism from nature again.

Words have completely lost their meaning at this moment; only the melody can truly interpret the fluctuation of the soul.

"Can anyone hear me?"

The performance just now reverberated in my mind again, and I revisited it now, but it had a different taste: Can anyone hear their singing?

Or, can anyone hear his voice?

Duncan was tied up in work and life, like a frog boiled in warm water, his vitality disappeared bit by bit, and a cry for help came out from the depths of his soul, but no one could hear it, including himself. those voices—

The dreams and passions hidden in the depths of his soul that were about to disappear were withering and withering. They tried their best to cry for help, but he never noticed it.

So, when he heard Kings One Day at the Noon Bar, he decided to come to the Full Moon Party, subconsciously grabbing at straws; Encountering the band, the subconscious mind sounded the alarm again.

He heard the band's singing, just as the band heard his cry for help.

They heard each other's voices.

Not only that, in the whole bar, there may be more listeners who really feel the energy of music. In the darkest moment, they need a little strength so that the exhausted and struggling self can find the strength to move on again.

They are waiting, they are searching, they are exploring, just for that ray of dawn, the dawn that tears apart the darkest hour.

Like now.

The sun was falling, and it was slightly dazzling. Duncan couldn't help closing his eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun on his cheeks. It was warm, and he seemed to be able to smell a refreshing breath of sunshine, and then his sore and tense muscles were relieved like this. When he got down, his body seemed to have finally let go of the burden and pressure, and the corners of his mouth regained their lightness, and slowly rose.

It was only when Duncan opened his eyes again that he noticed that there were quite a few people gathered around him. Looking around, there were ten, twenty, thirty... standing scattered on the street at the exit of the bar. , each of them didn't rush to take a step forward, but stood there blankly, soaking up the sunshine.

It seems like everyone has been waiting for this moment.

After a long all-night carnival, an exhausting party, and the test of the darkest moment, their physical strength and energy have reached the ultimate extreme, and they are all waiting for a breakthrough moment, and then the sun breaks through Darkness fell.

A smile appeared on every face.

They, like Duncan, heard the band; likewise, their voices were heard by the band. This is their secret.

"King for a Day".

Duncan opened his eyes again, chewing the name of the band carefully, and seemed to understand something, but after thinking about it, he realized that he still hadn't completely cleared up his thoughts, mainly because he couldn't keep up with energy and physical strength. It's going to be six o'clock. After the whole night of carnival and the second outburst just now, Duncan felt that his eyes were about to close. How could there be any experience to run his brain?

What's more, he needs some time to sort out his thoughts. About the band, about himself, about life, about family, these things cannot be sorted out in a few words.

He needs time and space, and it is not surprising that he has not been able to fully understand it for the time being.

But Duncan is not worried, because he really understands the band's stage and really hears the heart of the melody, which means that he just needs a little time to sort it out, and then make a choice, and that's fine.

After a long time, Duncan let out a sigh of relief. He very, very hoped to see this band in the future, not only the live performance stage, but also albums and singles. He hoped to be able to hear them on his mobile phone. music.

If it is said that the day before yesterday just generated some curiosity and interest; then today is different, Duncan really fell in love with this band, especially the last song, from the overall quality to the resonance of thoughts to the composition creation, etc. It shows more possibilities of the band in an all-round way.

He loves it.

However, this is not the point now, he needs to go home to rest, otherwise he might really just lie down on the bench by the street and stay awake.

Duncan turned around and walked away, stepping on the sunlight and walking home. Behind him, there was still a lot of noise, but the entrance of the old blacksmith bar became more and more lively.

A small group of spectators just left the bar, and then they all stood at the exit one by one, soaking up the sun, looking like the vampires in "Twilight" who are not afraid of the sun at all, but are using the sun to replenish their energy. This also aroused the curiosity of others.

There are more spectators entering the bar one after another, because they can feel the frenzied atmosphere emanating from the inside out of the bar, which is definitely not the energy that can be displayed at five or six in the morning, which makes them feel excited Curious, they embarked on a journey of exploration.

Gradually, the rumors spread through word of mouth:

There is such a band that ignited enthusiasm and detonated the stage on the performance stage at five o'clock in the morning. The wonderful performance is absolutely top-notch, even at the peak of the full moon party. The breathtaking performance is even more impressive. It was success that attracted countless fans, and even made the bar overcrowded again.

At the peak, the Old Blacksmith Bar re-gathered nearly 600 spectators at around 5:25. Although it was not comparable to the previous golden hour, countless people were stunned by the special hour and made a lot of noise. Amazed, could not help but generate more curiosity.

Later, it was rumored that this band was temporarily recommended by the Shining Band, and it was added to the performance list at the last moment, so the schedule was very unfavorable. This further sparked discussions, what kind of band is it that can be recognized by the Shining Band? How is the acting style?

Regrettably, due to the special time period of the performance, more audiences missed the performance one after another. In the end, they could only catch clues from the rumors, adding some mysterious color of the legend invisibly, and brought a lot of mystery to the discussion. With a sigh, he became miraculous.

Kings for a Day, this was the first time the band's name had spread among professional veteran fans in New Orleans.

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