The two lead singers of "Diyou Band" are probably the most troublesome existences in the music industry.
Jiang Pei is like a wildfire without a leash. He writes songs based on his whim. He can mix in the lyrics with thoughts such as "Is the oden cooked at the convenience store downstairs cooked through?" And he can jump with his guitar in his arms until he almost knocks over the mixing console during rehearsals. Shen Yanzhou is like a watch with precise timing. Every note has to fit into the gap of the metronome. He always feels that Jiang Pei's melody "floats like an unrooted dandelion". He even says three sentences to the other party for misplacing the Coke can.
Their daily life consisted of a small quarrel for three days and a big fuss for five days: they grabbed the microphone over whether the chorus should be raised half a key or lowered half a key, made faces over whether the comma on the score should be changed to a full stop, and even had a half-hour cold war over "who touched the last carton of milk in the refrigerator first" - and then turned around on the stage and tacitly picked up the gaps when the other party forgot the words.
Until their manager gave them an ultimatum: collaborate and write the title song within a week, or they would be disbanded. The two people who were forced to be bound turned the creative scene into a "mutual trap": Jiang Pei added salt to Shen Yanzhou's coffee, and Shen Yanzhou loosened the strings of Jiang Pei's guitar; but when they were trapped in the rehearsal room on a rainy night, listening to the ticking sound of rain leaks, they accidentally hummed a harmonious melody.
Those noisy daily routines and those concerns hidden in the quarrels were finally integrated into a song called "The Broken Notes of Lost Travels". After all, for this pair of lead singers, quarreling is normal, and being inseparable is their instinct - Did you quarrel today? Noisy. Will it still be noisy tomorrow? Certainly.
Intention: The most special tacit understanding is often hidden in the seemingly tit-for-tat daily life