Ed Sheeran was a little nervous at this point. No, strictly speaking, very nervous.
It never occurred to him that he would win the chance to perform in the Pioneer Village. This is a pioneer village! A once-in-a-lifetime underground stage for indie singers!
For the general public, Pioneer Village has no reputation, and tourists will not choose to visit here. There are no one hundred and eighty similar bars in Greenwich Village, just an ordinary bar on the side of the road. ; but among the true insiders, the name of Pioneer Village is very popular, not because of how "famous" the stage is here, but because of how professional the crowd is here, and just relying on word of mouth is enough to make independence. The singer has made a name for himself.
To put it simply, Pioneer Village strips away all commercial flavors and completely returns to the essence of music. The test is the true strength of the singer. It is clear at a glance whether the performance is good or not, whether the performance is wonderful or not.
Ed also never imagined that he would actually win the opportunity to perform in the Pioneer Village. All of this is really too beautiful, too beautiful to be unreal. He felt as if his feet were stepping on the clouds, and there was no point of focus. The blank brain couldn't even remember that all this happened.
Then Ed saw Renly approaching.
A white T-shirt paired with black jeans and a sky blue denim jacket over it, and his short, slightly curly blond hair seemed a lot longer than the last time we met—and messy, too, drooping down uninhibitedly for the awards ceremony. The suits and leather shoes that night were very different, and it seemed that a person had changed inside and out.
"You're here." With a smile on the corner of Renly's mouth, with a simple greeting, he pulled Ed down from above the clouds, and the sense of solidity from his feet made everything real, "How is it? Are you ready?"
Ed's tongue was a little knotted and his brain was a little knotted, "Uh..." Then Ed took out a bunch of things from his pocket, held it in his hand, and handed it to Renly - it looked like it was The masked man in "Spirited Away", so Renly himself is... Chihiro
After making up his mind, Ren Li couldn't help laughing. This expression made Ed more nervous and anxious. He looked at Ren Li blankly and panicked, at a loss.
Renly quickly suppressed his smile, stretched out his hands, and watched Ed put all the crumpled banknotes in his palm, the small pile looked like a hill, "I need to count." Lan Li said seriously, a faint smile flashing in his eyes.
This response made Ed's nervous mood relieved - this was the cash he had worked so hard to accumulate. If Renly just took it and put it away casually, as if he didn't care at all, he would definitely feel lost. ; but Renly's serious yet relaxed attitude showed enough respect to place the two on an equal footing.
Ed couldn't help scratching his head, showing a big smile.
"Come with me, I'm an old acquaintance here." Renly motioned for Ed to follow, and led Ed to the reserved booth in the corner, carefully leveled all the cash, and folded them. Then count them one by one.
Although the cash looks like a mess, Renly knows that these are estimated to be the money Eddie saved after his street performance, and behind every note is his hard work. Renly knew better than anyone how hard it was.
"Very accurate. Two hundred and fifty dollars in total, right?" Renly's question caused Ed to nod quickly and affirmatively. Renly said with a smile, "How is it? How did you feel after arriving in New York?"
Ed thought for a while, "This is better than Los Angeles." After speaking, he felt that this was too general, so he added, "One day's income here can be worth a week's performance in Los Angeles." To hide his excitement, "I always thought that Los Angeles had more opportunities."
"Los Angeles is a city for actors, but New York is a city for art." Renly's words made Ed realize.
Los Angeles and New York are both cities where street performances are very popular, but there are obvious differences between the two cities. The streets of Los Angeles are more of performers or jugglers. For example, artists dressed in Iron Man costumes take pictures with tourists. Fire-breathing stunts are performed on the streets; however, in New York, the streets are more violin performances, guitar singing, and even symphony performances. Of course, nothing is absolute, but relatively speaking, the two cities have such a tendency to differentiate.
So, for a folk singer like Ed, New York is his paradise. As long as you sit down and sing on the streets of Greenwich Village, or inside a Broadway subway station, it's not difficult to make $300 or $400 a day.
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"How is it, any new inspiration for songwriting recently?" Renly's active question made Ed a little shy and a little excited, and he said eagerly, "I saw your news report in Toronto, Everywhere."
This made Renly chuckle. "I thought we were talking about music right now." After a day of adjustment at Mount Sinai Hospital, the last thing he needed was to keep talking about Toronto.
Ed nodded again and again and said excitedly, "When I was in the UK, I composed a piece, but it was never perfect. Last week at the intersection of 42nd Street and Broadway, I finally finished it successfully!"
Forty-second Street, Renly knew, was the famous red light district on Manhattan Island.
"So are you going to play tonight?" Renly picked up, which gave Ed the courage to continue talking.
Night fell completely, and after 8:30, the bar finally got a little lively. However, because it was Monday, there were only eight or nine tables of guests in the store, and the entire bar was still a bit empty. The show, originally scheduled to start at 8:30, was postponed to 9:00.
Although there were not many guests in the bar, Ed couldn't help but get nervous, not because of the number of people - when he was in the bar in Los Angeles, he had faced a more lively scene; it was because of the venue. , this is the pioneer village! This also means that it is very likely that there are very picky professional and senior fans sitting in the audience!
This made Ed's adrenaline continue to rise.
From Ed's performance, you can hear his nervousness. His voice is not fully turned on, which leads to some out-of-tune problems in the details. Moreover, the problem that his voice is too thin has been exposed, and the whole performance is a little tight.
For Renly, he thinks it is understandable, not to mention that Ed is only nineteen years old this year, two years younger than Renly; just that this is Ed's first official performance stage, and he wants to Controlling the audience is not an easy task. Think back to Renly's first scene in "War in the Pacific."
However, this is incomprehensible to the bar audience, and the same question pops into the mind of almost every guest - what happened to the resident singer of the pioneer village today? Big loss!
Stanley couldn't help sweating in his palms. Before tonight's performance, Stanley conducted a simple audition, that is, let Ed play a song directly. Although Ed's singing was not amazing, but It does have potential, and tonight's performance was too abnormal.
Ed couldn't help but panic a little. After singing a song, the sharply shaking pupils revealed his true emotions, and the fledgling youth could hardly be concealed. But Eddard's performance was more age-appropriate than Renly's age-old display of such mature control.
For a while, Ed was a little dazed when he sat in the center of the stage, Ren Li couldn't help holding his forehead, and had to remind him aloud, "That song just now."
Ed reacted for a moment, then remembered, forced himself to calm down, and began to pluck the strings again, the clear melody slowly flowed down from the cream-yellow halo, a touch of sadness and a shallow coldness It was revealed between the musical symbols, "white lips, pale face, sucking white snowflakes, blackened lungs, sour mouth. The lights are out, the day is over, still worrying about the rent, the long night, Strange man."
This is Ed Sheeran's famous song, "The-A-Team". The sad lyrics and the cold melody complement each other. It outlines the tragic life of a prostitute/girl in just a few words, especially It was the sentence "The world is so cold that even angels can't fly", which touched the hearts of countless listeners.
Eddie is still green now, but it is precisely this greenness that brings the most original, purest and most real emotions, and slowly renders the emotions in the song. Maybe, Ed's voice is still a little thin, and it's still shaking slightly; maybe, Ed's singing skills are still a little immature, unable to sing well... But he interprets the essence of folk songs, which is enough to move audience.
The restlessness and discussion in the pioneer village gradually calmed down, and it was obvious that people could not help but temporarily stop their busy work and cast their eyes.
At this moment, the door of the bar was opened again, and a middle-aged man walked in, skillfully found a seat and sat down. His movements are very light, there is hardly much noise, and it does not disturb Ed's performance.
Renly turned his head and looked over in a conditioned reflex, and found that he was an old customer. Without Renly stepping forward, the waiter would naturally greet him. After that, Renly looked back again and looked at Ed in the center of the stage.
Pioneer Village has such a magic. In the not spacious space, all the guests' eyes are firmly locked on the performer in the center of the stage, stripped of all additional attributes, just focusing on music and performance. As long as their performances are exciting enough, the audience is willing to give them applause!
When the "Top" finished singing, "Pap Papa", the pioneer village did not hesitate to make the most direct response.