Superstar

Looking at the group of young people in front of him, Hugo remembered the scene when he was struggling to the death of glory. They need to go to different cities to perform'holes' performances. Because they don't have the tools to'communicate', they have taken green leather trains and traveled with a car of poultry. Trucks and containers are already a very superior choice. I have walked 15 kilometers of mountain roads on foot. Of course, it is common to take a ride on the road randomly.

The five partners of their band, in addition to their own instruments, often need to disassemble the drum set, and the other four help each other so that they can get on the road together. Then everyone ridiculed each other on the road, carrying heavy instruments on their backs, walking around the river north and south like asceticism, laughing and laughing all the way.

In fact, life at that time was very hard. Although they weren't able to take care of the last meal but not the next one, their meager income kept them struggling on the line of basic living needs. This can be said to be the status quo of underground rock and roll. It can be said to be the gap between dreams and reality. However, they enjoyed such days very much. Even if they quarreled, even if they fought, even if they were frustrated, they never gave up hope.

To put it harder, they are living on a passion and waiting for an unknown future. Perhaps they are giving up their dreams and returning to reality, or they may become famous overnight, and no one knows what the ending will be. It was in this process that Hugo understood that not all dreams can come true, not all struggles can result, and not all geniuses can succeed. But even so, with such a passion, they let Glory to death experience a decade, from fifteen to twenty-five years old, the most brilliant ten years.

Someone once questioned Hugo, "Is it worth it?" In fact, the parents of every band member have said the same thing, because it seems to most people is an incomprehensible thing, chasing a dream is not It's difficult to understand, but if you persist for ten years and still get nothing but refuse to give up, this is stubbornness.

Hugo remembers that the glorious lead singer Su Zinan replied, “It’s not worth it, and I regret it now. But I know, I’ve never experienced it, I’ll never know this, so if I go back to ten years ago, I They will still make the same choice, and then stand in the position ten years later, and regret it again.” If they follow the worldly arrangements and live a step-by-step life, they may be able to build their own careers or even live in these ten years. A good life, but such a life does not necessarily represent happiness.

Qing's ‘Spring’ is only once, and there is no missing it. Even if he regrets it when he is twenty-five years old, Hugo will still make the same choice when he is fifteen years old, because this is the green'spring', impulsive, regretful, reckless, regretful, unruly, all indispensable .

Now standing on the streets of Los Angeles, watching the cheerful joy on the faces of these young people, the smile on the corners of Hugo's mouth could not help but bloom. He missed such a moment, which was different from an actor. The actor stood in front of the camera and played the life of another strange role, experiencing life that he might never touch; but the singer was himself, completely belonged to My real life, every melody, every line of lyrics, every note, is an emotional release from the bottom of my heart. This is the truest self without any discount.

Therefore, Hugo missed such a moment, and stood on the street excitedly and nervously with his partners, waiting for the passing truck to be picked up, or looking forward to the performance that will start in the evening, on the one hand, he was worried about whether the performance could be completed smoothly. , On the one hand, I am looking forward to my music being appreciated by more people. This mixed taste is so nostalgic.

"Hey, guys, is there a party at night?" Hugo raised his voice and asked. His voice was blown past by the sea breeze and sunlight, attracting the attention of the young people in front of him.

The young people looked back, whispered a few words to each other, and then started to laugh low. One of them raised his chin and said, "Brother, we don't dance ballet." After speaking, they were all around. All of his friends burst into laughter.

Hugo looked down at his dress. He wore a white shirt, black denim pants and a pair of black high-top Vance skateboard shoes today. In fact, this dress is quite street style. If you change to a loose T-shirt, there is no problem. The point is that Hugo today picked a relatively formal white ‘color’ shirt, and the jacket is also a long trench coat. It is indeed more like a high-end person who enters a concert hall to enjoy opera or ballet—just a little younger. Such a dress has nothing to do with underground music.

Hugo couldn't help but laughed himself, because he remembered that his former Glory To Death bandmates laughed at others like this. It’s not that they are too offensive, but that the underground music circle has not been accepted by the mainstream, even excluded and discriminated against. This makes them must unite, otherwise they may be submerged in the torrent of urban hustle and bustle at any time. middle.

So Hugo didn't fight back, but replied in a loud voice, "Are you talking about this?" After speaking, Hugo stood on tiptoe, awkwardly learning the ballet pose, and came to a standstill.

Of course, Hugo is not professional at all, he has nothing to do with ballet, so he looks very clumsy and his movements are even more funny. So, of course, the group of young people all laughed with stomachaches. The laughter of the green "spring" was mixed with the sound of the roaring engines, like clear and transparent "waves", hitting the asphalt road. , Blooming one by one.

After two turns, Hugo spread his hands and shrugged, "If this is the case, I think I should reconsider my plans for tonight."

The group of young people was softened by Hugo’s humorous counterattack. The young man who spoke first took two steps forward, "So, for an amateur pastime? Wall Street background, playing garage music?" The young man is slender. Bodybuilding is like an agile leopard. The wheatish skin glows faintly under the sun, and there is a huge black colored bag on his shoulders. From the shape, it can be inferred that it is a guitar or a bass. The young man looked at Hugo through the flowing sea of ​​his black curly hair, with some provocations that seemed like nothing.

"Wall Street? If it is true, it would be great." Hugo raised his right foot and showed his sneakers to the young people in front of him. Business people on Wall Street would not choose such a pair of sneakers, and At such a young age as Hugo, it is not so easy to make a career on Wall Street. So Hugo hit back with the most direct irony. "Don't you know that the Beatles also play rock?"

Young people have been mocking Hugo for wearing shirts, like business people, but in fact, many British rock bands wear shirts and ties, and the Beatles are one of the representatives. So Hugo hit back, and he immediately said, "I didn't dress up like Kurt-Coben, doesn't mean I don't understand anything, do I?"

The young man was backed up by the opponent without arrogance for two consecutive attacks, and he was also attacked once by the opponent. It looked like someone in the circle. The young man was a little unsure. He looked up and down again at the neat and tidy appearance. Man. Hugo noticed the young man’s unobstructed vision, opened his arms, and said frankly, “I hope the party tonight is best worthwhile.”

A ridicule was blown into the ears of the young people behind, and there was another burst of laughter, and some people shouted, "Pepe, tell him. He's not a note."

Hugo smiled and lifted his windbreaker, "Look, I didn't bring out the police badge and gun."

The young man named Pepe in front of him finally didn't hold it back, his smile bloomed directly, the smile from the bright sunshine on the shoreline beach dyed from the corner of his mouth to the depths of his eyes. The young man lowered his head and took out a leaflet from his pocket. He hesitated and handed it to Hugo. He casually said, "Old man, I hope there will be no surprise inspections at night." Then he turned and left neatly.

In the end, the young people were actually making fun of the joke about the "Police. Cha" just now, but Hugo knew that many underground rock parties were more'private', and there were often many minors at such parties. Add wine'essence' and poison. The product’s ‘chaos’ and ‘chaos’, so the police. The inspector is very fond of surprise inspections-of course, the premise is to get a tip. So it is understandable that they would be so careful.

Seeing the young people gather again, UU reading www.uukanshu.com smiled and talked with each other. Hugo waved the flyer in his hand and said "Thank you" and then took the flyer. When I arrived, I looked at it. This flyer is actually very simple, in black and white print, with the words "al bar (al.bar) at 8 o'clock in the evening on December 23, 1992..." in the middle, and then it surrounds this line of fonts and is densely packed. Write the names of many singers or bands.

Looking briefly at it, Hugo saw several familiar names, such as the Carberry Band (the.), Green Day Band (green.day), Smelly Chorus (ran(:id)... These are all familiar names in the future. Band name; In addition, there are also some familiar names of local Los Angeles bands similar to those in car cinemas (a seven. the. —in). It can be seen that this is a carnival, and the scale is also Not small.

In fact, in the city of Los Angeles, music flows slowly in the pulse of the city. It’s just that Hugo has never had the opportunity to contact it before, because this circle is relatively closed, and people who don’t have a “door” are destined to be It's spinning outside, let alone getting into it.

Unexpectedly, Hugo unexpectedly got such a rare opportunity today, which made Hugo quite excited, not to mention how exciting it is to see those familiar bands, just to reintegrate into the local area. The rock circle is enough to make Hugo jump.