No need for a call to action. The emotions, long brewing and deeply settled, were instantly ignited by Ronan's light and quick "Hey! Hey!" The audience immediately caught the signal and leaped up once more, waving their arms, shaking their heads, and singing loudly along with Ronan:
"Hey-eh... Hey hey... Hey-eh... Hey hey..."
Temporarily setting aside fatigue and sorrow, they escaped reality within the melody; momentarily forgetting life's harshness, they followed the tune back to the past, their youthful passion blazing and unrestrained, as if they could soar on the wind simply by opening their arms, as if they could chase the sun by just stomping their feet.
The whole venue roared.
Even Cassie, standing on the side stage, felt an urge to join in. A playful, faint smile couldn't help but appear in her eyes. Although she didn't jump and sing along with the rest of the audience, it didn't diminish her experience in the slightest. She could feel the stage presence of this unfamiliar lead singer. His expressions and movements were perfectly natural, as if he was born to belong to this very space.
In the short span of half a song, he was able to firmly control the stage, reawaken the audience's energy, and smoothly adjust the performance atmosphere. Every move he made exuded his unique charm, truly transforming the stage into a spotlight that captured all eyes and attention.
This innate charisma was truly...enviable.
But how had she never heard of this band before?
King for a Day.
Cassie savored the band's name, sighing at how the underground music scene was indeed full of hidden talents. However... only a select few could truly make a name for themselves.
At this moment, the music stopped.
After two eight-counts of humming from the entire venue, the band's instruments all went silent. Yet, the singing voices surging through the Old Blacksmith Pub didn't stop. The audience had entered a state of complete immersion, continuing the momentum of the accompaniment with an a cappella performance, creating a unique live atmosphere:
"Hey-eh... Hey hey..."
The whole venue echoed.
Admittedly, rave parties were always like this. Once the atmosphere peaked, everyone would throw themselves in wholeheartedly, releasing their energy without a care until they reached the very end. This scene wasn't anything groundbreaking or rare.
However, truly being in the midst of it, feeling the surging enthusiasm of the entire venue, was like a dream. One couldn't help but join the crowd. It was a completely different kind of feeling, especially when the a cappella version of the accompaniment lingered in your ears. The emotion was indescribable.
It was safe to say that the vast majority of the audience at the Old Blacksmith Pub tonight were hearing this song by King for a Day for the first time. It was unheard of. Yet, they were humming along with the melody, letting loose and expressing themselves freely. This was another unbelievable sight.
Ronan could feel the exhilarating and resonant joy in his chest. Happiness bloomed at the corners of his lips. In this very brief moment, he felt like he had the whole world – even if not the whole world, he had connected with the more than four hundred audience members present, truly forming a bond.
Then, following the a cappella accompaniment from the entire venue, Ronan sang gently and quietly:
"You look so perfect standing there in my American Apparel underwear, and I know now that I'm so down."
It was as if... his most beloved girl was standing right there in the halo of the dazzling lights, smiling sweetly. At this moment, she was standing among the crowd in the Old Blacksmith Pub, her bright eyes sparkling with a captivating light.
In a daze, the audience in the venue could also catch that fleeting tenderness in Ronan's eyes, involuntarily pausing for a moment. But before they could turn around to look, the corners of Ronan's lips curved up again. He grabbed the microphone directly from the stand, made a gesture with his left hand as if hitting a drum, and then the band's instruments returned –
Only the drums!
The entire beat sped up! The entire drum pattern intensified! You could clearly feel the sound waves crashing down from the stage like a tidal wave. The audience's a cappella voices were instantly scattered, and they stared blankly at the spotlight before them. Ronan, bathed in golden light, seemed to be shimmering.
Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!
Following the rapid and powerful rhythm, Ronan's singing clearly gained strength. "Your lipstick stain is a work of art! I'm wearing all your clothes! I finally know now that I'm so down!" The short, sharp rhythm poured down like a torrential rain. Although only the drums were playing, making the melody seem a bit thin, the military-like rhythm was dense and surging, creating a powerful momentum!
Boom!
Boom boom!
Watching Ronan jump lightly, tuck his knees up, and then come down heavily with all his might, slamming onto the wooden floor, a cloud of dust flew up. The guitar and bass joined in, and the vast momentum, with the stage as its center, was released fully from top to bottom.
"Hey-eh! Hey hey!"
This time, all four band members joined in the singing. Their united voices were tightly woven together, resonating throughout the venue through the sound system. They instantly and easily ignited the crowd's fervor. From the paused excitement to the gentle interpretation, and then to the gradually released energy, the audience could finally no longer hold back and completely succumbed.
The whole venue roared!
"You look so perfect! Standing there in my American Apparel underwear! I know now! That I'm so down!"
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Deafening drumbeats and melodies roared through the sound system, and the frenzied excitement of the entire venue was revitalized with vigorous energy.
The emotions that had just noticeably declined and even touched their peak now gained a second life. Energy that they couldn't even fathom erupted from their bodies. They jumped, cheered, and sang loudly. Although a third of the bar was still empty, the other two-thirds were rejuvenated.
Alice's camera scanned from the stage to the audience. Her slightly trembling hands weren't shaking because of her own excitement, but entirely because of the faint vibrations coming from under her feet. The earthquake-like tremors caused her body to subtly shake uncontrollably, so Alice simply started wandering through the crowd.
The gaps between groups of people provided Alice with opportunities. She could freely move through the spaces. Occasionally, someone noticed her camera. Not only did they not mind, but they also roared into the lens with unrestrained abandon, laughing and jumping with all their might, as if preparing to squeeze out the last bit of energy from their bodies.
The surging and heated fervor, centered on the Old Blacksmith Pub, spread outwards little by little. Even standing on the street, you could easily feel that frenzy. It was like a volcano that had just erupted. Everyone thought the energy had been fully released, and only residual heat remained. But they hadn't expected the volcano to be brewing for another entirely new eruption.
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