Miss Bach's Crab Canon

"This is?"

"business card."

That was the business card that Gao Yiyu received last night.

The construction party who built the church, the craftsman in charge of erecting the pipe organ, the painter of the stained glass...their leaders all handed their business cards to Gao Yiyu respectfully, and apologized for their previous faux pas.

After all, they were actually there for the jokes before hearing the actual performance.

They are forced to come here by wealth and power, and work overtime all night for the whim of the rich. They thought that the pipe organ that they worked so hard to build would only be a waste after delivery.But they deeply realized their mistakes.

Even, a well-connected and oldest tuner, still shed tears, asked Gao Yiyu such a question.

"When will you hold an organ tour? I know all existing organ owners all over the world, and all will be ready for you."

It's a pity that Gao Yiyu is not the performer who has stepped into the divine realm, but a liar who pretends to be a tiger.

But she is also a lucky person. She doesn't have to wait so hard for the performer to start a tour. If she wants to--

"Later, use the organ to play the first...Crab Canon, let me hear it?"

It is from front to back, the two playing methods can be consistent, and has a musical structure with exquisite beauty of chiral symmetry. Joannis has written some very precise, rigorous, and full of mathematical structure beauty.

The composer himself, however, has another theory.

She turned her back in embarrassment, and while sipping her cup of coffee, she explained in a low voice: "I don't even remember... that kind of canon song is a fraud fee, only half of it needs to be written, and I don't need it later." Use your brain, and copy the previous one in reverse..."

"……I see."

"But since you want to, I'll write one now."

……

After breakfast, one person, one ghost, one god, one flame, one bicycle, the members of the band headed to their recording studio.

Fortunately, the neighborhood is still quiet.Probably Jialina did something to make the existence of this church very low-key, and idlers didn't plan to get close to it.Speaking of which, the female coffee classmate who used to work here before, and now her family is still living in the hotel, because they found something wrong.

Their hotel room actually has nearly a month of check-in time left.

But they quickly forgot about this sudden feeling and decided to continue to go whoring in the hotel for nothing.

Therefore, there was not even a shadow of that female classmate, and it was completely quiet here today.

In other words - for loud noises.

Pushing open the door of the recording studio, a faint smell of bitter herbs floated in.

After Gao Yiyu took a step forward, he said firmly: "Today, the official recording will begin."

"Okay." Joannis was very motivated.

"Come on, master." Miaomiao heated up a little bit, implying that the band will be prosperous in the future.

Only Daphne is looking down on this matter.

"Anyway, after the two of you play a few notes, you will go to the church to play the organ... Then there will be 'want to hold hands', 'want to kiss the cheek', 'want to say something from the heart', 'want to go to the tree together to bask in the sun' Taeyang's double activity, the last sweet day is over, let's record again tomorrow..."

She sighed, she didn't even need to use the power of the goddess, she could see through the essence... and the band became her one-man band...

After hearing her deliberately exaggerated murmurs, the two parties were very embarrassed and wanted to refute something, but the language was so weak.

While turning on the power and waking up the equipment, Gao Yiyu thought of a way to fight back.

"What about you, Daphne? As the lead singer, are you ready?"

"what to prepare……"

"Everyone can sing, but because of this, human beings have developed the art and skills of singing to the extreme. If the human voice is compared to a musical instrument, it is very difficult and requires extremely high talent and post-production skills. achieve greater success.”

"But rock music has relatively low requirements for this?" Joannis asked.

"It's like this for beginners, but if you want to be famous, the lead singer must be very good. It requires uniqueness, a wide and high range of voice, and familiarity with the use of various accents, and injects real enthusiasm. If you want to hold a concert , and have to withstand hours of continuous screaming..."

Rock and roll is already like this, if you go to the field of metal, you have to learn complex singing voices such as dead voice, black voice, nuclear voice, water throat, etc., and be prepared for the inevitable few clear voices.

If you want to master these singing methods, you even have to have a gifted comprehension like a coincidence, otherwise it will be very difficult to master how to vocalize.

But the only problem right now is - Daphne is...a woman.

Most of the famous rock and metal bands in history have male lead singers. Although there are some bands with female lead singers who have made extraordinary achievements, almost all of them are top-notch existences among human beings. They have received bel canto training since childhood and have to understand heavy music. Charismatic, with extraordinary talent...

In other words, if a female lead singer wants to shine, she has to pay more and do better.

"That's it."

Daphne didn't answer right away.

She took the microphone, a Telefunken M251, off the shelf and plugged it into one of the best transistor amplifiers the studio had.

Moreover, he has connected several pieces of tuning equipment that he currently owns very skillfully and professionally.She wants to show her hand... No, she has already shown her hand.She has a clear understanding of what the equipment here is for, how to use it, and how to match it.

"Do you need an accompaniment?" Joannis took the initiative to sit in front of the piano. She knew that Daphne wanted to show off her voice.

But Daphne shook her head.

He just raised his index finger and put it against his lips, signaling that everything is quiet.

Gao Yiyu hurriedly closed the door to block the external wind noise. Now, this place is already a qualified acoustic recording studio.The audience was seated, and the confident ancient Greek goddess made her first sound——

Straight-forward tone without ups and downs, very standard middle C sound.

His breathing was extremely stable, and if an electrocardiogram was taken, all doctors would immediately declare him dead.

The question is - where did that... come from?Gao Yiyu was momentarily confused.

It is a clear metallic sound with rich overtones and a texture like a silver coin. It may be the guttural sound of some ethnic minority...

"Harmonica?" Joannis recognized the tone.

It is one of the oldest musical instruments of mankind, and it is also a religious instrument invented by coincidence all over the world.It is the foundation of psychic shamanism and an ancient contract for human beings to call on nature.

However, Daphne did not use the harmonica, but simply relied on her voice and human organs.

Not only that—

Another voice came from Daphne's throat.

It is separated from the previous harmonica-like sound by a whole octave, forming a set of double sounds, which exist at the same time very terrifyingly.

A person is able to make... two sounds at the same time.

Without leaving time for Gao Yiyu to be surprised, Daphne did more.

The two voices began to change, one remained unchanged as the root note, and the other sank downward, forming an exact third-degree chord. Their intonation and breath stability were astonishing.

Daphne can use her own voice to make two voices at the same time, and can also manipulate it to accompaniment herself with chords...

Finally, the voice that lasted for a long time gradually faded away, Daphne saluted, and the performance ended.She showed a smug expression and looked at Gao Yiyu, showing that she could shoulder the heavy responsibility of the lead singer.

"The guttural sound at the beginning is resonated with the palate, the tongue will be raised and tightened, and the texture of the sound can be adjusted by the position of the tongue."

It was Yoannis who explained.

"The latter is double guttural, which can be done in two ways, one is nasal resonance in addition to the palate resonance, and the other is upper chest resonance... When I was in the choir, I taught us vocal music My priest, I have discussed this with some ancient religious singers who came from afar."

"Well! Moreover, the harmonica was created precisely to imitate the double guttural sound I just showed. Because of the shamanic tradition, few people can master this sound, so humans invented the harmonica, which can be used conveniently. make more ringing, but the psychic effect will be greatly reduced."

"Speaking of... Humai should also be..." Gao Yiyu remembered another throat sound.

"It was also inspired by the guttural sounds of shamanism. In addition, there are throat flutes, throat whistles, etc., all of which are made by humans to enlighten the gods. Of course, those who are gifted will understand it by themselves, without the need for others professor."

These voices can be programmed into the orchestration and used as a kind of timbre or musical instrument... Gao Yiyu was about to propose, but Joannis had already taken out the score, looking for places where these techniques could be added.

Daphne is an existence with multiple titles. At first, Gao Yiyu thought she was different.

The harp representing mythology and the laurel crown of ancient Rome symbolize victory together.

Later, Gao Yiyu discovered that she was actually a beautiful little girl who had just entered elementary school.Later, her image became a goddess whose comprehension surpassed the limits of human beings.But now, Gao Yiyu finally knows how to define her.

"Okay, the lead singer of our band."

"Hmm, bard, you've admitted me."

Needless to say, Joannis, Daphne had already recognized Gao Yiyu's level when she was in Tsarist Russia.They both knew that this band could do something special.And now is the beginning of that special journey.

As the composer and arranger, Joannis first proposed——

"Before the opening solo, I want to add some vocals. For example, chanting, humming, and whistle, because Daphne's voice is beautiful, and I think it can be the factor that catches the audience's ears in the first place."

"I listen to you, Ms. Joannis."

Joannis nodded, wrote down the tempo marks on a new stave, divided it into one and a half grids, wrote the simple word "human voice", and handed it to Daphne.It's like asking students to write their own essays after the teacher proposes a question.

There is no limit to the style of writing, within [-] characters.

This is exactly the requirement of that stave.

After that, she handed the same piece of paper to Gao Yiyu, with the word "ambient sound" written on the downward line.

"At the same time, I want to add some special sounds as accompaniment, not musical instruments, but sounds that create an atmosphere and accentuate the human voice, preferably rhythmically."

"Okay." Gao Yiyu took the score and accepted it with pleasure.

Joannis assigned their respective assignments, but it was out of trust, out of the freedom to create together.

She hopes that in the few bars that represent the first step, the free thinking of the whole band can shine together.

It didn't take long—her trust was rewarded.

Daphne handed in the answer sheet.

"I have a poem I like very much. It is short, but only three lines. I want to recite it here at the beginning. It is the poem of my hometown that I can no longer go back to. Their culture has been completely annihilated, and the words have become weathered. Things...is it okay?"

"What kind of poem?" Joannis was curious.

"Among the many heterogeneous dialects spoken in the city-state of Athens, the Ionian Attic language once gave birth to the most prosperity. But before they were completely reduced to the dust of history, the fragment of the three-line poem , has become their last sound, and I want to use it in this brand new beginning."

It was an ancient and charming story, the rise and fall of the roots of Western civilization, which made Joannis, a Western girl, also start to sigh.

Immediately after, Gao Yiyu had already thought of the answer.

In line with what Ioannis said, a rhythmic, unique, and atmospheric voice.

"Well, I'm going to use this."

She dug out a lot of chestnuts from the pocket of her coat.It is sweet chestnuts that have been fried before, each one is plump and sweet, and the taste is wonderful.Joannis thought it was the dessert Gao Yiyu brought her, and she couldn't help but look forward to it.

But what landed in his hand was... a light... chestnut shell!Gao Yiyu held two chestnut shells in his palm and gently squeezed them.The shell, which has become brittle due to frying, breaks easily and makes a crisp sound.

The chestnuts that have eaten up the flesh and only have the shell are enough to represent the ruins, and they are easily kneaded, but they use their own wreckage to break off the swan song... It is very suitable for the city-state of Athens or something to go to a dead end, leaving three lines behind The tragedy of the residual poem.

105 Differences

The recording studio is a sacred place.

Even if it was in ruins, it was built with all kinds of cheap materials.

This used to be the original cafeteria of the factory. In a fairly spacious space, it was supposed to be a place for workers to have three meals a day to relax. Maybe they complained about the deduction of meals every day, the chef’s perfunctory skills, and the extra protein in cabbage. , lack of oil, water and meat dishes...

But these have all disappeared, nothing left.

Now, this room that was supposed to be full of fireworks has become a cocoon that will give birth to music.

Gao Yiyu sat at the back of the cafeteria, which is the control room.

On the table that was supposed to be used for serving meals, there were fairly complete sound mixing and recording equipment, and a bunch of wires were scattered around, barely causing people to trip over.But what controls all this is just an Apple laptop, which is barely enough.

Thankfully there is also the score written by Ioannis, making this cheap sight expensive and a signpost to the music.

Gao Yiyu confirmed the length of the score, set up the recording equipment, and shouted outside through the glass counter that was once used for cooking.

"Start recording in ten seconds."

She doesn't know what the process is like in a serious recording studio, but here they are very free, so they can come as they please.

Outside the control room, Daphne stood in the middle, with a microphone stand in front of her, extremely quiet.

She is the lead singer, and she is also the first instrument to contribute to this song in Joannis's arrangement.After all, before bringing her back from Tsarist Russia, Ioannis and Gao Yiyu collaborated on a small overture at home. They were regarded as seniors, and now they gave the opportunity to the younger generation.

"Three seconds...two seconds..." Gao Yiyu confirmed the time, and pressed the recording button in advance, "Start."

The time belonging to Daphne started from the earth.

In this sacred place, everything is silent, and the voice of the gods is the first sound that opens everything.

She prepared a little poem.