主题：【原创】梦剧院 - A Change Of Seasons -- 五度

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A Change Of Seasons

我听摇滚的启蒙乐队是枪花

枪花我的前金属时代

之后虽然听了其他很多乐队，但越听越觉得审美疲劳。除了少数名曲，其他重金属的歌总体感觉都是一个味儿。连重金属乐手的那身标志性的皮衣行头都看烦了。动不动就是大体育场带着大家一齐喊，其实和流行歌手又能有多少区别。

重金属旋律和歌词大多以发泄为主，不需要动脑子，虽然说实话人有时候真很需要发泄，但老是处于亢奋状态，时间长了也就麻木了。现在因为数字声音技术越来越发展，许多人做的音乐也越来越重。而且由于是用设备做出来的，而不是人演奏出来的。每一个重音都非常的重，而且非常的精确。这种声音其实不用作，只需要到锻造钢板工厂去采样就行，那个大机器铁疙瘩往下一落，保证震得人撕心裂肺的难受。

当时我还有朋友听像猫王这样的老歌和美国乡村歌曲，但也不对我的胃口，所以我有时候就买一些类似Police或是U2的软摇滚来听。之后一次偶然机会我听到了Pink Floyd的墙，经历了第二次震撼的感觉。关于pink floyd实在有太多可以说。他们已经远远超出了音乐这个范围。无论是在声音技术的探索，表达自己的政治理念，结合电影影像，甚至到舞台设计灯光设计这些细节上，后人都已经很难超越当时他们的辉煌。因为时代已经变了，要想重现当时的文化氛围已经是不可能了。一个摇滚乐队能做到这个份儿上，实在没有再多可以要求。所以当我看到live8上吉他手David Gilmore和原主唱 roger waters因为以前个人恩怨，两个人连看不都不看对方一眼时，总觉得有些可笑。这又何必，两个人都已经是名利双收，年纪也不小了，相逢一笑泯恩仇来个大团圆结局。自己也高兴，乐迷们也跟着高兴。

正因为pink floyd我接触到许多同类型的艺术乐队，像yes, king crimson等到今天我也还是很喜欢。而金属乐队只有极少数像aero smith我有时会翻出来听听。让我回归金属的是名字极土，把“梦”和“剧院”两个恶俗组合在一起，叫做Dream Theater的学院派乐队。他们之前就曾有过几张试验专辑，到后来《images or words》中的pull me under让乐队一举成名，将前卫金属正式变成了一个金属的类别。而我第一次听的则是乐队的成熟专辑《awake》，当时确实是被震住了。

传统的写歌方式大概是先有一个主旋律，然后去找个吉他钢琴把整首歌顺下来，跟写文章一样加桥段添枝加叶，配上乐器伴奏。而梦剧院则把人唱给弱化了许多，甚至有些歌人唱反而给人一种陪衬的感觉。因为乐队里的吉他贝斯鼓手键盘，四个人（虽然后来键盘换人）都是准大师的水平，从技术上无可挑剔，而且都有音乐学院深厚的理论基础，所以写歌往往是集体即兴创作。就好像写一个电影，几个牛人确定了角色之后就开始讨论情节发展，有人提出一个小段，另一个人再提出下一个，不断碰撞出的火花，最后等全串起来再加以润色，一个电影就出来了。所以梦剧院的歌不光是长度上比以往的摇滚乐要长，关键是一首歌里面会有几段不同的含义，围绕中心表达不同的内容。再加上复杂的编曲和技术高超的演奏，让人听得有点喘不过气来。

梦剧院最著名的专辑应该是那张《Scenes From A Memory》，一张概念专辑。但我总感觉这张专辑是属于命题作文，反而给人一种连续剧的感觉，有些内容是加进去的。听cd的时候也总忍不住按快进键。现场演唱会的DVD因为剪辑制作不好也给人一种粗糙的感觉。我更喜欢他们的这首同名专辑中的 A Change of Seasons

A Change Of Seasons

- Mike Portnoy

I. The Crimson Sunrise

(Instrumental)

II. Innocence

I remember a time

My frail, virgin mind

watched the crimson sunrise

Imagined what it might find

Life was filled with wonder

I felt the warm wind blow

I must explore the boundaries

Transcend the depth of winter's snow

Innocence caressing me

I never felt so young before

There was so much life in me

Still I longed to search for more

But those days are gone now

Changed like a leaf on a tree

Blown away forever

into the cool autumn breeze

The snow has now fallen

and my sun's not so bright

I struggle to hold on

with the last of my might

In my den of inequity

viciousness and subtlety

struggle to ease the pain

struggle to find the sane

Ignorance surrounding me

I've never been so filled with fear

All my life's been drained from me

The end is drawing near....

III. Carpe Diem

'Carpe diem, seize the day'

I'll always remember

The chill of November

The news of the fall

The sounds in the hall

The clock on the wall ticking away

'Seize the Day'

I heard him say

Life will not always be this way

Look around

Hear the sounds

Cherish your life while you're still around

"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,

Old Time is still a-flying;

And this same flower that smiles today,

Tomorrow will be dying."

We can learn from the past

But those days are gone

We can hope for the future

But there may not be one

The words stuck in my mind

alive from what I've learned

I have to seize the day

To home I returned

Preparing for her flight

I held with all my might

Fearing my deepest fright

She walked into the night

She turned for one last look

She looked me in the eye

I said, 'I Love You...Good-bye'

"It's the most awful thing you'll

ever hear."

"If you're lying to me..."

"Oh, you dearly love her."

"...just have to leave... all our lives."

"Seize the day!"

"Something happened.

"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may."

"She was killed."

IV. The Darkest of Winters

(Instrumental)

V. Another World

So far or so it seems

All is lost with nothing fulfilled

Off the pages and a T.V. screen

Another world where nothing's true

Tripping through the life fantastic

Lose a step and never get up

Left alone with a cold blank stare

I feel like giving up

I was blinded by a paradise

Utopia high in the sky

A dream that only drowned me

Deep in sorrow, wondering why

Oh come let us adore him

Abuse and then ignore him

No matter what, don't let him be

Let's feed upon his misery

Then string him up for all the world to see

I'm sick of all you hypocrites

holding me at bay

And I don't need your sympathy

to get me through the day

Seasons change and so can I

Hold on Boy, No time to cry

Untie these strings, I'm climbing down

I won't let them push me away

Oh come let us adore him

Abuse and then ignore him

No matter what, don't let him be

Let's feed upon his misery

Now it's time for them to deal with me

VI. The Inevitable Summer

(Instrumental)

VII. The Crimson Sunset

I'm much wiser now

A lifetime of memories

run through my head

They taught me how

for better or worse, alive or dead

I realize there's no turning back

Life goes on the offbeaten track

I sit down with my son

Set to see the Crimson Sunset

(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)

Many years have come and gone

I've lived my life, but now must move on

(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)

He is my only one

Now that my time has come

Now that my life is done

We look into the sun

'Seize the day and don't you cry,

Now it's time to say good-bye

Even though I'll be gone,

I will live on, live on.'

吉他手，键盘手，鼓手，贝司手，主唱