Compared to Liam and Eli, Samora is the one who knows the goods. You can clearly feel the strength of this band from the song just now, which is absolutely exciting.

Taste the lyrics of those lines, "I am so lonely, but fortunately, I shaved my head, I am not worried. Maybe I will condemn all those who hearsay, but I am not sure." It is full of references in the depths of consciousness, not only lyrics, but also a catharsis of the collapsed emotions; listening to those notes, even the simple humming of "Yeye Yeye Ye Ye Ye Ye Ye Ye Ye is filled with the momentary explosive power of fireworks blooming, and the guitar string sounds that wander between showing off skills and simple arrangements are refreshing; feeling those wisps of emotions, all emotions are wantonly in the notes, and the musical notes dance on the tip of the heart, and the trembling of the soul is uncontrollable.

Samora's fanaticism about music is second only to food. Music is equivalent to spiritual food to him. One is to fill the stomach and the other is to fill the brain. At this moment, the fatigue of the eight-hour long journey was shattered by the countless notes. He just wanted to devote himself to the music, release his pressure to his heart's content, and start a carnival on the beats.

After a song was finished, Samora stood in place panting. His excess weight was really hard to bear the burden of his singing and dancing just now. He had to breathe heavily to keep his brain cool, otherwise he would suspect that he would stand in place and start to spontaneously burn.

"Is this glory to death?" Samora hit Eli standing next to her with her elbow. At this time, he realized that Eli was no longer as restrained and serious as usual, and the relaxation on her face was unprecedented. This made Samora laugh and tease, "You still know some music."

Eli rolled his eyes with no face, but Samora didn't mind at all. He supported his right hand on his younger brother's shoulder, "What's the name of this song just now? It's so exciting."

"'lithium'." Eli gave a concise answer, but he heard it in Samora's ears, but he chewed it carefully.

The word "lithium" has never appeared in the lyrics of this song just now, but the song title uses such a word, which is really intriguing. Samora's soul began to tremble. He was really looking forward to the band's next performance, looking forward to them continuing to break their cognition and making people shine.

Samora turned his head and looked at the simple audience. At this time, Liam had already occupied the first row of the audience. He seemed very excited to sing and dance with the band's lead singer. Behind him, the couple was still sitting in their seats, indifferent, and the grandparents and grandchildren were even more silent and had no reaction. Looking at this scene, Samora couldn't help but speak out for the band. They should stand on a better stage, they should be supported by more audiences, and their music should be treated better.

In Samora's view, truly excellent music should be heard by more people and let people feel their own experience in the world of music. This is also the real reason why Samora agreed to follow Eli and Liam to Las Vegas. He always has endless interest in underground rock bands. He is happy to discover more good music and then share it with his friends. The glory in front of him until death is undoubtedly the excellent band he hopes to recommend!

"Good afternoon, thank you for coming to watch our performance. Today's performance has the last song left. I hope you can like it. This song "Home" is given to the sky's wonderful sunset." The lead singer's voice pulled Samora's attention back. At this time, the bloody setting sun in the sky filled the city surrounded by the desert with a kind of tragic tragedy before the arrival of the doomsday, but it was also amazingly spectacular. All the amazement in my heart slowly settled down in the bright red. The gentle and elegant guitar string sound came from the stage, making the softness in my heart warm.

Surprisingly, this is not a rock song, but a popular jazz, which completely overturned Samora's previous perception of the band, of course his perception of the band was just a song "lithium".

This popular jazz song is as beautiful as a gurgling stream in the mountains, hitting pebbles between birds and hitting a moving melody. The morning mist in the mountains is set against the faint golden sunshine, and beautiful patterns are printed among the clear water flowers, winding and rushing into the heart. The lead singer's singing is gentle and charming, elegant and free, just like blue velvet, gently touching the heart, which is so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated.

In fact, this song did not test the band very much. What really tests the lead singer's ability to interpret, and the lead singer also withstood this test. The song "Home" is like clouds rolling in the tragic sunset, slowly singing the thoughts of missing the family at 6 o'clock in the evening, just like lighted lights in the distance, illuminating the way home. Before he realized it, the warm mist was confused.

Samora avoided his sight in a little embarrassed manner. He was not used to standing in front of the public and crying like a girl. He saw Eli standing quietly in place, as if he had merged into the sunset. This reminded Samora of his younger brother that this was his first time traveling from home. He must have missed home at this time. Samora originally wanted to step forward to comfort Eli, but after looking around, he saw the couple who had been sitting there and stood up slowly.

The boy among the couple stood up with one leg, and the other trouser legs were empty and nothing. The girl supported her male companion with her shoulders, stood stubbornly in front of the tattered chair, becoming a partner's crutch. The two of them stood quietly and stubbornly, and the strong wind behind them made the boy's empty trouser legs ring.

In the setting sun, the boy's quiet face was clearly outlined. His enjoyment and comfort quietly climbed up his eyebrows, and he could feel the calmness in his heart at this moment. The girl standing next to him did not bear the pressure of taking on the burden at all. She pursed her lips slightly, and her small eyes looked at the stage motionlessly, allowing crystal tears to flash in her eyes.

In an instant, the softest part of Samora's heart was hit. It turned out that the couple didn't know how to appreciate music, but it was precisely because they admired the band that they chose to stay where they were and express their respect in their way. At the last moment, they used this simplest way to convey their love for the performance.

It turned out that he was the outsider. The band on the stage echoed and resonated with the audience below at this moment, forming a wonderful picture, and even the sunset in the background was eclipsed. When the strong wind hit, Samora closed her eyes in a panic, lowered her head, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her right hand: it must be sand in her eyes.

Suddenly, a strong emotion surged in Samora. He wanted more people to know this band and understand this band. He wanted more people to listen to this band and move this band. It was not only sharing the mood of music, but also sharing memories and sharing emotions.

It was not until this moment that Samora truly understood Liam's impulse because he was moved. Even though he could not tell the true meaning of this emotion, he still chose to follow him. And so was Eli. Although this may be Eli's biggest breakthrough in his life so far, Samora also believed that this would become the most rare memory of Eli's future life.

"Eli, I want to call my friends and let more people come and watch their performances." Samora said his thoughts to her brother excitedly.

"What did you say? Are you crazy?" Eli frowned. He thought it was too unreliable. "Did those friends in your school have no arrangements for summer vacation, and they all follow us on the road trip?"

Samora suddenly laughed when she looked at her younger brother. Sure enough, Eli still didn't know much about the music circle. Eli could only be considered a pseudo-fan at most. "If I only look for my friends in San Francisco, even if everyone is willing to come, how many people would you find, ten or twenty?"

Eli showed an expression of "this is what I mean", and Samora then explained, "In fact, every city has its own music circle. Although everyone does not communicate very often, they have more or less their own channels. I mean, we should make some publicity for glory until death. When they reach every city, more people come to watch their performances. You know, a band like them deserves the support of more people, and we should let more people listen to their music."

Eli fell into deep thought, "I know what you mean, but... is this possible?"

Samora shook her head and denied Eli's idea, "Eli, if we rely only on our strength, the three of us follow the band all the way to the East Coast and come back, it is not difficult, but can more people understand glory to death? No. Maybe our strength is limited, but at least we should do some publicity for glory to death, so that the underground music circle can let people who like street performance know more about glory to death, and let these people join the live performance to appreciate the music of glory to death."

"Eli, whether it is feasible or not has never been the point. Sharing his favorite music with others is part of the music." Samora expressed his truest thoughts in his heart. The reason why music has such a powerful charm is that he is a communication channel that does not distinguish between national boundaries. There are no language restrictions, no race restrictions, no gender restrictions, and everyone can share their favorite music, thus building a bridge to the soul.

"Since we have embarked on a journey of following glory to death, why not let more people know about them?" Samora pointed to the couple who stood there for a long time and refused to leave. "The audience on the scene never depends on the number of audiences, but if there are more audiences like them and less like the old man and the children, then they can exude the real charm of the stage."
Chapter completed!