Chapter 38: Rhapsody (7)
One man may think this is just a song but in fact, it is around 5 or 6 songs joined up together. Each of them has its own emotions and when these songs were lined up together, they created the perfect emotional roller coaster.
That roller coaster was now taking some of the most talented people in the world of music to ups and downs never traversed before. A style of music that would appear not even a couple of centuries later but it was nonetheless something not repulsive or hard to the ears of someone from the era. It was classic at times, dramatic, theatric, and story-based, starting from life to death across love and tragedy.
As she finished the first four lines, her piano play upped its pace and displayed a skill that can’t be scoffed at even by the best composers in the world, and despite not having an angelic voice or the best reputation at the moment, she sang confidently and sweetly, combining her strong clear voice with her accurate and fluent accent.
🎵 Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see... 🎵
But then it started to get personal and words made meaning.
🎵 I’m just a bad girl, I need no sympathy... 🎵
The piano play then shifted from the melodic smooth play to a pace that supported the feeling given by the lyrics.
🎵 Because I’m easy come, easy go, little high, little low... 🎵
And then back gradually to the proper classical notes.
🎵 Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me... to me... 🎵
As the first phase of the song was over, a few seconds were taken to crossover to a new set of tones and a new kind of emotion not so distant from the previous one.