Source: Weekend Pictorial
Flower Porridge once said that the folk song in her mind is a spirit, it is free, debauched, true and poetic. Tell us that the world is miserable, but we will continue to be gentle after we complain. If rock 'n' roll expresses anger like a man, folk songs will tolerate and compromise like women. In this way, folk songs are also a woman with rich experience, she has traveled through mountains and rivers, crossed rivers and lakes, and told one story after another on the road, sometimes compassionate, sometimes emotional, sometimes overwhelmed, sometimes passionate.
Yao Thirteen's Wuhan
Yao Thirteen sang in "The Queen of the North" that "I will spend a thousand nights to accompany the rivers of Hubei". But in the end he left Wuhan and returned to his hometown. Yao Thirteen university majored in medicine. Like many places, there is a statue of Grandpa Mao waving at the entrance of the medical school, and Grandpa Mao waved his hand and said to all the children who stepped into the school gate, "Five years." In the past five years, there are too many subjects to be learned, he himself can not remember, anatomy, physiology, biochemistry, pathology, pharmacology, histology and embryology, genetics, infectious diseases, are only a rarity. But he did not become a doctor, but took a "detour" to become a musician.
In Wuhan, the name of "Punk City" is not in vain. The whole city was always like a large ruin that had just been bombed by the enemy, and roads were often built, and the roads were often full of pits. Here, the excavator can drive into the mall, there will be people in the elevator to write "people who smoke in the elevator must not die well", "temper is not long", chat with the musicians in Wuhan, and often tell you about the public toilet full of needles, the supernatural events in the community next to the crematorium, and at night in the riverside chatting suddenly saw the floating carrion. If you see two people talking loudly on the street in Wuhan, don't worry, they're not arguing, they're just chatting.
Yao Thirteen is gentle, a shy and introverted skinny boy from the south, who can't stand the noise of the punk capital and returns to the landscape of his south. Song Dongye said that he "has a particularly mysterious charm, but not a particularly deep mystery." It's the mystery of that hippie smiley face. We all especially like to add a little bit of legend to him, because he is indeed a particularly legendary person. He will occasionally reveal to you some secrets of his heart. Every time you listen to it, you feel that this person is more legendary."
Legends do legendary songs. "Dragon Harbor Secret" is the most ruthless, he himself spent a huge amount of money to buy a bunch of Hollywood sound effects, with thunder, rain, plus the sudden "where do the gods go to find, where do the monsters go to find" vocals, wrote this song "God Works".
Thirteen is a native of Guizhou, and he translated Liu Yong's "Raining Bells" into the Guizhou Weaving Golden Native Dialect and sang it into a song. Zhou Yunpeng once praised in "Green Skin Train": it is simply no less than the classic translation of the original text, making you feel that Liu Yong is an old watch in Guizhou who eats sour soup fish. For a time, Yao Thirteen lived with his friends in the Yelang Valley. There is a reputation of "Thirty Mile Valley, Thirty Mile Gallery, Thirty Mile Paradise". After dark, there were mountains all around, and I couldn't see my five fingers. It is like a hermitage of the isolated, ancient people who had withdrawn from the world. Later, he was attracted to Chengdu and briefly lived in Chengdu for more than a year. Later, he returned to Guizhou, bought a camera, and shot videos as VJ visions for his performances.
Jiang Ming's Xi'an
There are also countless songs about Xi'an. Zheng Jun sang "Xi'an", Ma Fei wrote "Chang'an County", Faz had "Sweet Water Well", and Hei Sa presented "The Drunkard of Defu Lane". Jiang Ming is low-key and gentle. The change from a media person to a musician, the resignation letter when he left Nandu Entertainment Weekly has always been talked about:
In the south, in the middle of April, the last spring cold was swept away by the warm wind, and the streets were covered with white dangling legs. I passed through the noisy night market, the lights were confused and the shadows were confused, like some old time. And the prosperity and friends I once had were in the midst of playfulness and drunkenness—the curtain closed, and some of them were never returned.
Jiang Ming's songs often give people the illusion of traveling through time and space. Born in Xi'an, he is like an amorous poet, singing the emotions of the ancient capital for thousands of years. Outside the Agarwood Pavilion bustling rest. The Xingqing Palace where the twilight is getting darker. Chang'an is like a long-sleeved dancer with a beautiful eye, and Xi'an is like a rough samurai, who seems to be carrying some blood and deep vengeance. Even though Xi'an is no longer Chang'an, those old Chang'an dreams have never disappeared.
Jiang Ming saw many things very thoroughly, otherwise he would not have sung "All beings are in the storm of desire", "This crazy world is full of smoke", and sighed on the shore of Fuxian Lake, "Let me forget the happy things in this life". He did not like others to use "folk poet" to describe himself, but his strong bookish temperament did sing the Chang'an in his mind so full of humanistic atmosphere, infinitely close to the temperament of the city itself.
In the "Agarwood Pavilion", the section "Agarwood Pavilion is bustling outside the rest, you will not return it after crossing the Weishui River, I do not know in Chang'an City, and the big dream does not wake up for thousands of years", which can make people who are outside the matter suddenly gush a wave of lost emotions. Not to mention the complex feelings of the long-distance wanderer about his hometown in "Chang'an": "I am afraid that the journey is too far to forget your appearance, and I am afraid that the twists and turns of the years will not meet again, so your name carves my body, and carves the world that I have never been familiar with." The sentence "My family lives under the Leyouyuan" has a slight taste of "thinking of sitting at home late at night, and should also talk about distant pedestrians".
Even the poem "Write a Song for Lao Liu", written to his poet friend Lao Liu in Kunming, opened up as "The girl of Chang'an Lou has not woken up in the red tent, and the literati's feast has long since ended." The phrase in this song, "Tomorrow morning, we will drive two thousand miles", is sung in Xi'an dialect. Even if he lives in Guangzhou all year round, he cannot erase the Chang'an mark on his body and song. Of course, the song "Fuxian Lake", written in Kunming, as a turning point in his musical creation, also has to be mentioned.
He went to Kunming one autumn. It was late afternoon, it was just dark, the lake was blue, and seagulls were flying in the sky. For the next three or four days, he always sat alone by the lake. Look at the transparent sunlight on the plateau, the bottom of the lake can be seen through, and the sky and earth are incomparably clear. It was late autumn, and strangely enough, the trees by the lake were sprouting new green shoots, and there was a new feeling between heaven and earth. "I sat there alone, feeling that the rolling red dust behind me had nothing to do with me. The mountains are blocked, the lake is quiet, and in front of you is an endless lake, and this melody is particularly clear. In his opinion, the song opened a window for his next stage of creation.
Specific urban scenes can give musicians, in addition to creation, there are also moments of sudden enlightenment.
Many people crave sweetness in life. On that day, Jiang Ming realized that many of his happiness in the first half of his life was an illusion, like a renovated and imitated attraction, and doubted whether he had imitated his own life. "The unfortunate things in life that will sting me will make me feel that life is more real and more powerful." Maybe this has some kind of philosophical reflection. But at that time, at the edge of Fuxian Lake, after I thought about these things, I knew my next creative direction. ”
Horse strips of Xinjiang
In 1999, Ma Tiao went to Xinjiang to make a documentary, even if "that documentary can't be watched, it's too bad, it can't be broken." At that time, he lived in the home of a Uyghur grandfather, followed the old man every day to herd sheep, sang while letting go, and ate bread at noon at the sheep herding place. The old man told him the love story of his youth, he liked a girl, but due to the difference in the material basis of the two sides, the two did not end up together. But the old man missed this girl for a lifetime. At that time, Ma Tiao did not think that there was anything special about this story, "Isn't it that when I was young, I liked a girl, because the poor were not together, and this kind of story abounds today." ”
A few years later, Ma Tiao once talked about him, and a lot of pictures flashed in his head, so he quickly took a pen, and in just a few minutes, he finished the story, from young to more than sixty years old, like the story of a girl's life. Thus, there was the song "Taji Khan", which touched countless people and was often used as the finale of his music festival performances. He sang sad songs in a cheerful tone, a sentence of "how many cattle and sheep can be better than her lost years", as if he had finished singing the regrets of a person's life. It is also like a warning to the young people who came after them not to repeat the mistakes of the past.
Ma Tiao's songs are folk songs, but there is also a rock 'n' roll core. He himself does not like to define the so-called style. "Your work, your humanistic spirit, the energy in your bones, what it is, this is the most important."
Now that Ma Tiao is over forty years old, he is like a wandering half-life wanderer, with love, affection and righteousness in his bones. The flying iron heart of his youth has long ceased to exist, and he has slowly become a middle-aged man with a warm appearance and a sharp heart. Even when he speaks now, he will still directly take a few as tone words. He once said in an interview: "I think when I am 60 years old, I will be all over the world, there is no hurry." 60 years old, I'm old, wearing a floral shirt, seeing a little girl, flying a wink, how awesome. A mouth is the kind of very low, especially fan. It's a goal I love, so it's happy for me no matter how hard and hard it is to walk. ”
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