今晚在tunnel看了一场小众音乐会,一支来自波兰北部格但斯克叫做immortal onion的乐队,风格混杂爵士、电子和金属等。乐队三个成员看上去像是十来岁的小朋友,发言时也稚气十足,后来临走前专门上去搭讪,才知道其实都是二十出头的样子。整场只坐了三桌人,其中一组还仿佛是在街头失去方向不得已进来的年轻游客。第四桌坐着一个短发女子,手中捧着一个用来收钱的罐子,上面写着:最少五欧。中间进来一个扎着一大头脏辫的男人,坐在短发女子那桌,看不出轮廓的身体在T恤里晃荡,他有着所有扎脏辫的人固有的肢体语言和神态,不屑一顾地,随着音乐摇摆与尖叫。我盯着他看了一会儿,觉得他让我想起了一些东西,一些过往,一些可能性。 鼓手小哥用不太流利的英文说:你们给我们钱,我们才能回到格但斯克。一观众问:不然呢,你们会留在维也纳吗。小哥说:不会吧,可是我们也许就要去洗盘子了。众人笑。 很多时候生活把我们跟特定的人放在一个场景里,让我们误以为,这一刻如此特别,命运让我们相遇在此。事实上,我们只是碰巧出现在同一个画框里罢了,脏辫小哥会摇摆着尖叫着继续旁若无人地生活,鼓手小哥会去下个城市接着讲洗盘子的笑话,而我,明天此时就会忘了他们的样子。 Today I watched a small concert at Tunnel. The band Immortal Onion comes from Gdansk, a northern city in Poland. Their music is a mixture of jazz, electronic, metal and other genres. The three band members looked like teenagers and talked very childishly during the concert. Before leaving, my curiosity drove me to go up and ask them how old they were. It turned out they were all in their early 20s. During the entire concert, only three tables were occupied by spectators, one group of which seemed to be young tourists lost on the street and didn't see any other option as to where to go. At the fourth table sat a woman with short hair, holding a box intended for collecting money. It's written on the box: minimum amount 5 euros. At some point a guy with dreadlocks came in and joined the short-haired woman at the table. His slim body was shaking in the not so wide T-shirt without displaying its silhouette. He had the same body language and facial expression as all the people who have dreadlocks. Nonchalant, he swung and screamed along with the music. I stared at him for a bit, having the feeling that he reminded me of something, some past, some possibilities.
We have to use the money you give us to go back to the north of Poland, the dummer said in not so fluent English. Someone from the audience said, otherwise you will stay here in Vienna? No, but maybe we will have to wash some dishes, he answered. A laughter burst out. Many times life puts us in a certain situation with certain people to make us falsely believe that this moment is so unique because destiny brought us here. As a matter of fact, we just coincidentally appeared in the same picture frame, that's all. The guy with dreadlocks will swing and scream and live his life without caring much about what others have to say. The drummer will tell the joke about washing dishes again in the next city on the tour. And me, I will forget them by this time tomorrow. - the end -
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