Fande star impression

The famous philosopher Zhou recalled Fan:

A maverick singer-Impression of Ma Jing, a fan

1987 Summer, a large group of friends went to Huangsongyu Reservoir in Pinggu County for an outing. At night, everyone is sitting or lying on the grass, and the voice of whispering is hazy. Suddenly, there was a tenor singing from the reservoir, which was Italian for "My Sun". At this moment, all the voices are silent, only this high-pitched song stretches freely under the night sky. I was shocked. There is really such a good voice and such a beautiful voice in the world. The person who owns this rare wealth is standing on the shore not far from me. At his feet is a small wooden boat half submerged in water. People must be in the same mood as me. After the song stopped, it was still silent, as if the soul sent far away by the song could not return for a long time.

That month rose there. He is a first-class music connoisseur, so he won't let this musician go. Since then, his art salon has been icing on the cake, adding a pair of regular customers, namely Fan and his beautiful girlfriend. Horse racing is not only a good singer, but also a lovely person. He has extraordinary performance and language skills. He vividly imitated all kinds of expressions and actions, vividly described things and told jokes quietly, but made the whole audience laugh. One night, a recording was played, and he read aloud Ouyang He Jiang's long poem Hanging Coffin, which once again threw us into silent shock. Later, after reading the original poem, I felt that the effect was not as good as listening to him recite it, which showed that he was integrated into his unique experience.

Because my father was beaten to the right and sent to Liangzhou, horse racing grew up in a ravine in Sichuan, and was later admitted to Sichuan Conservatory of Music. That year, he came to Beijing to learn vocal music from Shen Xiang and rented a private house in Xuanwu District. I've been there. It's shabby. It's not a house. The wall leaks, and it leaks everywhere. In winter, he is too poor to buy a coal stove, just like living in an ice room. Under such difficult conditions, he still won the Crystal Cup in Cardiff Vocal Competition in England. After coming back, Shen Xiang and his wife invited him to eat jiaozi. After eating, he made a request: "can I stay here a little longer?" It's too cold there. " Mrs Shen Xiang shed tears when she mentioned it.

Horse racing appeared in my field of vision for only one year, and then he left his hometown, went to Europe and America, and embarked on the road of opera. Before he went abroad, he and I mostly met at friends' parties, and we didn't have a chance to talk in depth, but we already thought he was special. A Jian, a poet, gave him a poem, two of which are: "You grew up in an indigenous stockade and have a long figure, but you sing like an earl." Indeed, horse racing has a chiseled face, a strong body and a wonderful singing voice. In fact, that's not all. He is a contradictory combination. He is very sensitive, but he has an innate perseverance. He works very hard, but he likes to enjoy his work. He can work hard at the bottom, or he can gracefully appear at the banquet of the upper class. He is not a sociable person. He is often a loner, but he is good at communicating with strangers quickly and soon becomes like an acquaintance.

1in the summer of 995, I stayed in Paris and the horse race happened to be performed in France. We all live in Yuesheng's home and have had close contact since we left. From the conversation, I know that over the years, under the situation that opera singers all over the world are struggling, he has had glory and experienced ups and downs, but his original intention of loving art has not changed, and the road to opera has come to an end. He still made up his mind. I saw him standing in the hot sun wrapped in plastic film. He called it a sauna. He is still smart and relaxed. He has been in France for less than half a year, and I see that he has been able to make friends with French girls in fluent French. I found him both naughty and careful. I happened to be in Paris for my birthday. He stole my lover's photo, put it in a beautiful photo frame and gave it to me solemnly at the birthday party. This special gift surprised me and moved me. The climax of the party was that we and Yuesheng went west from Paris to the historic city of Saint florent on the Loire River, where the horse racing held a solo concert. His singing won the applause of the conservative Wangdai people. To the surprise of the local newspaper, China people sang Italian, German, French and Russian, and he used each language fluently.

Horse racing often goes back to China, holding solo concerts or attending some concerts. He obviously doesn't adapt to the atmosphere of domestic entertainment circle, and he doesn't know how to coordinate his artistic pursuit with the needs of today's market. He still can't stand the excitement. Once, a friend gave him a big party. Many people sang on the stage, but he disappeared as the protagonist. It is said that he went out for some air. At the end of the meeting, he said to me, "I hate karaoke the most." I'm sorry to have made you suffer. " I thought to myself, he is a very independent and real person.

On September 6, 2009, Sichuan Huili held the first International Pomegranate Festival, and Mr. Fan returned to his hometown Huili to sing the theme song "Pomegranate Hometown Waiting for You". An anecdote about tenor fan Ma Jing.

Author: Zhao

Horse racing is generous. When I first met him fifteen years ago, I thought he was engaged in sports. He did not deny that he practiced gymnastics for several years before he was admitted to the Conservatory of Music. Listen to his high notes, there are many chest tones, a bit like corelli and Monaco. I said: your chest is thick, which means you have your own bass box, so the high notes don't float. There are few tenors of this type. He also said: I studied baritone at first, and then changed to high notes. I said: Domingo seems to be the same, but his high notes are tight, boring and unattractive. At that time, the treble B and horror C of horse racing were not particularly prominent, and his teacher Shen Xiang was helping him improve.

Jockey Club paints. He told me that he had received the admission notices from the Academy of Fine Arts and the Conservatory of Music. He gave up art because vocal music needed more professional guidance. When he returned to China, he brought a laptop to show us his computer drawings. He is so absorbed in talking about his paintings that we don't want to hear about his overseas opera career. Even he proudly said: If I go to the Academy of Fine Arts, I will be better than singing opera.

Although he was dressed as a gentle intellectual, he once met three or four little rascals in the street to pick a fight. He said, wait a minute. Take off your clean coat and let your girlfriend take it? Swing the bike with both hands, scaring off two people, and even smashing one with the car. Afterwards, I asked: Did you practice gymnastics? He said: During the Cultural Revolution, his parents were punished. He went to work in the countryside and transported wood down the mountain. He often carries two or three hundred kilograms of logs down the mountain alone. The hard life in his youth made him pay little attention to difficulties, and he could stand up when something went wrong. When he went to Cardiff, England to participate in the BBC vocal competition, he only slept for three hours for two days and two nights because of the time difference and the improvisation of songs. He said: Tired and sleepy, after singing the last song in the first round, I felt that the big wood on my body could be put down, and I felt that I could not persist any longer.

When studying at the Central Conservatory of Music, horse racing lived in a miscellaneous courtyard near Heping Gate. It was winter when I went to see him. There is no heating in the house, the doors and windows are leaking, the ground is wet, the walls are peeling off, but the stereo is on? Recording of foreign operas. He has just returned from a performance abroad, that is to say? This cold room says: Yesterday I stayed in a four-star hotel, but today I am in a slum. It's so interesting.

I have heard horse racing sing yevgeni onegin by Lao Chai in Russian, Carmen by Bizet in French, Handel and Mozart in German, not to mention Italian. He talked with BBC reporter Kan Kan in English on TV. He said he raided for three days. We praised him for his linguistic genius, and he said, My parents both learn foreign languages (Russian and what languages), so let's inherit the light. At parties, he imitates dialects, just like an old farmer in Shaanxi and a cousin in Jiangxi. His strong sense of language imitation is one of the reasons that shocked the judges of Cardiff vocal competition and gave him high marks. He said: The judges didn't believe that I studied western opera in Beijing and said that I had studied in Italy at least.

Horse racing is the darling of all friends, not only because he is easy-going and generous, but also because he always makes everyone happy. Halfway through a party, the power went out, and the atmosphere was a little depressed after lighting candles. He asked me to tell a story and said, but first, we need a physical examination. You don't have to take off your clothes. Everyone should point their chin at the fire. Let me have a look. Then, he said, when I was in the factory, I shared a room with a man with a long chin and always caught up with the power failure. After a phone call, Di Baotian tried to blow out the candle, but he couldn't blow it out after holding it in his mouth for a long time. I gave him an idea: You can try holding the candle on your forehead. So "Dibaotian" held the candle high in front of his forehead and suddenly exhaled. The candle went out and even his hair floated. Horse racing is also demonstrated in person. Someone asked me why I had a medical examination just now, and he said I was afraid of hurting people. People ask what would happen if there were "plots" here. Ma Jing said: Then I know another player-but I have to give everyone a physical examination.

The earliest song "Nothing", I also listened to horse racing, which was sung in my brother's home in a popular voice. The earliest long poem Hanging Coffin (written by Ouyang) was also read with the music of horse racing, which was either Stravinsky or Bartok.