Old-time musicians

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“WHAT'S THE FUCK?”

Many listeners couldn’t help but curse.

Which great genius designed the stage design, and which god did the makeup for these dancers?

Is Nan Guo too poor to wear costumes?

Some officials who watched the performance even saw familiar faces in the actors’ faces—several “flower-touched people” from the remnants of the Fragrant Flower Temple actually went on stage!

“Woo woo woo woo woo.”

The low and ghostly passing sound of the wind instrument started again.

Many academic composers with keen hearing felt that they had lost their tune at this moment.

"What on earth is this?"

"Tonal music? Atonal music? None of them are right."

It seems that there are a central tone and a triad of colors, and a barrier from the dominant to the tonic.

In fact, according to the classification of the past and future generations, "The Rite of Spring" should be classified as "pan-tonal" music!

Several completely different harmonic systems are now rubbing against each other harshly!

The lead dancer Su Luo finally entered the stage.

She wore a similar makeup, huddled up, and tapped the ground with her toes. The prop in her hand was a stick woven with dry grass and vines.

She leaned forward and moved her arms in circles.

30 degrees to the left, 40 degrees to the right, and 55 degrees to the left.

There was no pattern at all.

The dry grass stick pointed in the direction of the girls' circle dance, as if directing them.

"Keng! Keng! Keng! Keng! Keng! Keng!"

Under the heavy and chaotic music beats, the dancers faced the center of the circle, continued to tap and turn, and made a series of stiff movements with their upper bodies.

Sometimes she looked up with her arms forward! Sometimes she lowered her head with her arms backward!

And, the positions were alternating between odd and even. When the odd-numbered girl did the front action, the even-numbered girl did the back action!

This, this is too fucking abstract!

At the premiere in the South Continent and at the Turner Art Theater broadcasting sites around the world, many audiences were already agitated!

Especially the older ones, those who had a more traditional musical family education, or those religious priests

"Is it possible that this aesthetic is a bit too early for me?"

Some people began to cover their aching chests and exchanged glances with others.

Well, it should be said that until now, the audience has been very restrained, relatively restrained. Fanning leaned leisurely on the right corner of the sofa, and saw Sheeran and Roy looking at each other in his peripheral vision, and said nothing.

He didn't have much energy to speak now, after all, most of his spiritual thoughts were manipulating the remains of the "Red Pool" and the "Spring in the Painting", and letting Scheler, who was far away in the southern continent, conduct the command.

But he still had the energy to free up his hands and let his main body drink some tea.

The whole orchestra became more and more noisy, and the percussionists in the back began to scrape the surface of the gong with metal percussion instruments in a shocking way!

The sound head was elongated, and the subsequent attenuation trend slowed down. The intense and harsh sound made people tremble with fear.

The woodwind and trumpet flew up and down in the high pitch area, and the piccolo and flute parts blew tremolo in the extremely high pitch area with the force of fff.

In particular, the highest note of the piccolo actually reached the c of the fifth group of small notes, which is the highest note on the rightmost side of the piano keyboard!

Many woodwind players who heard it from the audience didn't know how this sound was played for a while. On some piccolo, if it is not modified, it may not be able to reach this height at all! This time, the sound was made with the force of fff, rough, sharp, with strong airflow and strong penetration!

This is the third part of the first act, the game of abduction!

The male dancers who had been lying on the ground before also joined this ancient and wild dance!

The game of abduction shows the scene of marriage robbery in the primitive clan, which is also the most rude and terrifying part of the whole dance.

These people move like puppets, their bodies are curled up, their limbs are stiff, and their shoulders are not level. The girls who were "abducted" by the men mechanically cooperated with them to dance a duet!

Suddenly, the atmosphere slowed down again, and the melancholy bass tone of the brass tube rose and fell. To be precise, it was "five ups and seven downs" or "six ups and four downs" at one time, without a very regular rhythm.

The oboe played an endless winding melody.

The 4/4 beat was quite stable for a while, and the stress also followed the distribution of "strong-weak-secondary strong-weak", but more tones were squeezed together as if ignoring the harmony relationship.

Act 1, Part 4, Spring Rondo.

The dancers were scattered.

From time to time, they bowed down, prostrated on the ground, and kowtowed;

From time to time, they stood on tiptoes, tilted their necks back, and their arms seemed to be spreading something behind them;

Sometimes, they huddled up and looked around humbly.

"It's a scam! This is a scam!"

In another part of the theater broadcast station, in the San Perto Jubilant Theater, the chief dancer Alanjevska could no longer bear it, and suddenly stood up and roared loudly at the viewing site!

What is ballet about? Elegance! Balance! Stretch!

What is the most iconic move? Tap your toes lightly, and your body rises and falls calmly!

If the soundtrack of "The Rite of Spring" is a bit strange, she has tolerated the curled up body, stiff limbs, and uneven shoulders in the dance movements, but what is the situation with the dancers' feet now! ?

Toes touch each other, heels spread! ?

Fuck you! ! Is this a ballet dance with pigeon-toed figures?

Do you want to dance ballet with your inner eight?

This is not a question of whether it is abstract or not, this is simply a fucking explosion! ! !

"Scam! Scheler's "The Rite of Spring" is not music at all, nor is it a dance drama! It is not a work of art at all!!"

Alan Jewska's roaring voice echoed throughout the seats of the Joy Theater, and all the audience looked at her tall and elegant figure.

"Very good, very good, well, this can also be regarded as a kind of mockery and deconstruction of the fixed formula of traditional classical dance! In other words, instead of resolutely parting ways, why don't we, the Perto Secessionists, break away with this determination? In the art system of the seminary, the perspective relationship of some dance postures is similar to the compositions that the Secession painters loved to use. I think the collaboration between Scheler and Sulot promoted the birth of modern dance in the true sense."

The painter Klimt was also present at the Violence Theater. At this moment, he was immersed in the dance drama. When he saw Scheler's breakthrough attempts, he commented in his own mind, and he accidentally said it out loud later.

"What did you say!?" Dancer Alan Jewska, who had already been carried away by anger, was even more furious at this moment.

Klimt was still thinking about how to write this music review for "Separation" magazine next. Suddenly, the rustling of his skirt was heard, and a woman's high-heeled shoe kicked directly onto his back!

"Bang!"

The sudden force, coupled with the fact that Klimt's whole body was originally in a relaxed state, threw him directly into the corridor, and his whole body fell on his face and hit the ground in a dog-eating manner!