Devil’s Music

As Geon's cry rang out, Kevin's bass, which he had lowered his posture for, revealed its claws. The heavy bass notes began to play rhythmically, and as the sound of a giant tiger's footsteps climbing a high mountain peak filled the venue, the crowd murmured.

"Who's the bass player?"

"I know! It said Kevin on the album I bought!"

"Kevin? Never heard of him before, but his skills are killer! Can you feel this groove?"

"The tone is awesome too, wonder what pickups he's using?"

"Why does the album cover with the tiger come to mind? It's my first time associating the sound of a bass guitar with a tiger."

"Who composed this song? Montana? Kay?"

"Haven't you seen the album? Oh, you couldn't buy it because it was sold out? Hahaha!"

"Damn! I told you I had it pre-ordered!"

"Wait, wait! Isn't it a bit strange?"

"What is?"

"I've listened to the album hundreds of times, but the intro sounds a bit different?"

"Oh! It is different, maybe because it's live?"

"Who cares! The bass alone is enough to make my heart burst!"

As the crowd began to get excited, José's drums thundered powerfully.

Bang bang!!

José, who had banged the snare and bass drum twice, differently from the original album, bent his head and moved his hands faster, conveying the escalating atmosphere of a battlefield, prompting the audience to start stomping their feet. As José's drumming sped up, the increasingly fast stomping of the audience finally turned into them rhythmically jumping and shouting.

"Aaaah!!! Killing it!!"

"Feels like I've swallowed a bowl of cocaine!! Aaah!!"

"Aaaah!! Amazing!!!"

Carlos stepped forward, placing one foot on the amp, and grinned at the audience. As the audience saw a majestic tiger looking down from a mountain peak through the clouds, a dragon with a huge head emerged. Carlos's guitar emitted sharp riffs as the dragon breathed fire, and lightning struck among the dark clouds above. The cheering crowd stopped stomping and watched in awe as Carlos and Kevin engaged in a fierce battle.

"What the...! It's even more intense than the album!"

"How combative! Such a performance is unbelievable!"

"Kay is truly a genius! If not a genius, such music could not exist! Aaaah!!!"

"Can you see the goosebumps on my arm? Look!"

"Damn, move! Can't see it!"

As the fire-breathing dragon faced the tiger perched on the cliff, the tiger opened its blood-red mouth dripping with potential blood and swiped through the flames with its sharp claws. The tiger then leaped up the cliff and attempted to bite the dragon's tail, which smoothly evaded and bared its long fangs, bulging its eyes as both monsters stared each other down, ready to tear each other apart. Amidst this, Geon leaned back and roared fiercely.

"Kraaaaaaaaah!!!"

"Kyaaaaah!!!"

"Chills!!!"

"Ugh, I'm so pumped I'm going crazy!!"

As Geon roared, most of the audience felt chills on their skin, looking at their arms or shrinking into themselves. After Geon had screamed for longer than the original album version, all music suddenly stopped. The abrupt silence after the heated excitement made the audience freeze; thousands watched silently at the Liverpool One shopping center. Geon slowly lowered his head and spoke into the microphone with a deep, low voice.

"I exist because I am angry. Go! Fury!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Following Geon's final shout, the bass, guitar, and drums burst into play simultaneously, and the audience launched into the air, screaming.

"Aaaah!!!!"

Geon leaned the microphone stand to the side and spat out sounds while glaring at the audience.

Calculated Release

The heavy burden of anger

Thoroughly abandoned to shed

Permitting the eruption of rage, vague but perceptible pressure

A dam bursts, a process of purification

While most of the audience jumped around excitedly, some with a professional level of musical appreciation soon noticed the lyrics of "Fury" had completely changed and listened intently.

"What? The lyrics are different!"

"New lyrics?"

Geon's deep, low voice turned into an advancing army, targeting the dragon and tiger intent on tearing each other apart.

A target for anger

Blindly targeted by rage

A silent passage of fury

Passionate anger forgets or eases itself

As the dragon and tiger, locked in a battle in the sky, both looked down, a commander at the forefront of tens of thousands of troops raised his sword, his red eyes glaring through the helmet visor, as if to split both sides with his shout.

Pain! Pain caused by anger and hatred within!

Rage! Rage caused by anger and hatred within!

Hatred! Hat

red caused by anger and hatred within!

"Aaaah I'm going crazy!!!"

"Pain!! Pain caused by anger and hatred within!!"

People tried to sing along to the changed climax of the song but were too late and shouted afterwards. Even in the middle of winter, people began to sweat and started removing their coats. One man completely removed his top and swung it around his hand, while a woman took off her top, leaving only her underwear, and jumped around. As Geon, with bloodshot eyes, raised his hand, the music stopped again, and people startled by the abrupt silence looked at the stage as Geon jumped up smiling. The other members jumped along with Geon, and as they landed, a tremendous sound exploded again.

"Ah!!! Amazing!! Wowowow!!!"

"Man, I would have regretted it for life if I hadn't come to see this! Damn!! It's incredible!"

As verse 1 ended, the rhythm changed suddenly, and the drum and bass began a rhythmic play, and Carlos's riffs also transformed into a club beat. Geon, who had placed the microphone stand down, stood in the center of the stage and started dancing. While not exactly skilled at dancing, he moved rhythmically to the beat, causing the audience to start dancing along to the rhythmic music.

As thousands of spectators began to wave and dance, the stage at Liverpool One shopping center became a spectacle. The employee who had directed Geon's car murmured from behind as he watched people dance.

"Was there ever such a response during a Liverpool Sound City show...?"

The typically reserved British audience, who fundamentally approached music with the attitude of 'let's see you try and impress', were mannerly enough to cheer for good music, but it was rare to see them truly enjoy a performance with such sincerity. As the employee looked up, he could see people dancing at the windows and rooftops of the shopping center's tall buildings.

"Uh... but what about those cameras?"

His eyes caught about twenty cameramen filming the dancing people and the stage from the shopping center windows, rooftops, and sides of the stage. They seemed excited, constantly smiling as they filmed, but their professional demeanor kept them from bouncing too much, making them stand out.

"Was there a mention of filming? Who are these people?"

His questioning gaze caught Siya, who stood with her arms crossed, maintaining her composure while giving directions.

"We need to capture the whole stage. This atmosphere must be conveyed! Keep moving! Film dynamically while moving!"

Following Siya's instructions, the cameramen raised their cameras high and captured the dancing crowd. One cameraman, knowing the timing, turned the camera angle to the stage, where Geon, with bloodshot eyes from dancing, raised his hand to the microphone stand and bellowed out in a deep voice.

Eventually, I die

Fighting with a sick body, I finally die

In a hollow world, fighting for more possession

What is the meaning of fighting?

In the end, dying without owning anything

Crying and raging in front of happiness that cannot be achieved by possession

Suffering from the vain struggle of clinging to possession

Crying and raging in front of a brutal reality that can never change

The thought and rage make me think

As Geon flew into the air again, all the members of Montana leaped together. Having seen the move once before, thousands of fans simultaneously took to the air. Thousands landed simultaneously, and along with Geon's voice, thousands of voices resounded through Liverpool City.

Pain! Pain caused by anger and hatred within!

Rage! Rage caused by anger and hatred within!

Hatred! Hatred caused by anger and hatred within!

The simultaneous roar of thousands made Kevin laugh heartily. Carlos, sweating profusely as he played, was amazed by the experience, showing surprise at the fans' reaction. José, who didn't seem to be struggling, drummed energetically using his entire body, and people, energized by his performance, rolled their bodies even more energetically.

As Geon breathed with the people while jumping, he looked at the cloudy Liverpool sky. Far away, a dragon, having spewed its remaining flames, concealed its massive form, and a blood-covered tiger, bleeding from its mouth, glared at the sky. The lone commander standing on the battlefield roared triumphantly toward the sky.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

As Geon shouted, thousands of spectators raised their hands high and screamed together.

"Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

"The best!! Absolutely thrilling!!!"

"Hahaha!! Glad I came!! This is fun!! Hahaha!!"

"Really! Kay wasn't originally a musician of this genre! Incredible!! Incredible!! What genre can't he do!"

"Yeah! He does hip-hop, orchestra, opera! Truly a genius of our time! Hurry up and graduate and just do music!!"

"Aaah!! Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay!"

As José

's drums sounded the emptiness of the battle's end and the retreat, the still-jumping crowd continued to shout, seemingly unable to stop their excitement. Although the music had completely stopped, the spectators, still hearing music in their ears, continued their dance moves. As Geon leaned over the microphone stand, Carlos, drenched in sweat, tapped Geon's back and smiled.

"How's that?"

As Geon turned his head, his bright face revealed a grin.

"Feels great! Hahaha!!!"

Carlos slapped Geon's back hard again and said.

"That's it! That's it! As a musician, you express your emotions through music and enjoy it for what it is!"

Geon, still watching the audience who hadn't stopped dancing, spread his arms and looked up at the sky, laughing loudly.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

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