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Everything In Its Right Place怎么竟是23年前的歌

说到底它们也并非对立，而且打底的如果是对此艺之诚，就都比玩弄概念油腔滑调得过且过的好吧。

比较好笑的是，我网易云曾经留过一条评论，昨天时隔很久登上去发现咣咣被点上热赞，是讲他们三的储备凑起来做音乐实在是非常自如。于是乎又，按理说技术扎实工具箱丰富是有利于表达的，有词典才好拣出最合适有效的词句，除非那个要表达的源头确实比较单薄，多少也是个体经历与质地（不想讲性格，是一个更宽更韧也能被拓印的存在吧）所限了。
我对这个东西的想法估计是变化了，找不到之前的什么记录所以无法确切比较，但从技术出发去构建精巧但或许浮动的展现，和从情绪/体验出发去检索或许粗糙的表达，我现在是都可以接受欣赏的。

这问题肯定是累积出来的，但前面一事接一事没时间记下来去追踪，最近的由头是回头听了国内一个乐队，在前两年看过的现场里值回票价的我肯定首选他们。
他们最受批评的是有技巧没感情，歌词空洞，没有内核表达。歌词我是懒得看了确实不行，人声我当辅助乐器听，作为消费者觉得现场听好技术堆起来的音乐蛮好的，音乐有抽象空间，也不至于像有些炫特效电影非要把故事扔你脸上躲不开。
于是乎又想起水发过，情绪化的电影是好电影吗？他问这句的语境我无从得知，但忽然也开始想这个问题。

胡言乱语串，想到哪说哪，主要问题是，作品里的情绪表达

估计是下一个要做的影像文本，放一下
Before the Law
Kafka

Before the law sits a gatekeeper. To this gatekeeper comes a man from the country who asks to gain entry into the law. But the gatekeeper says that he cannot grant him entry at the moment. The man thinks about it and then asks if he will be allowed to come in later on. “It is possible,” says the gatekeeper, “but not now.” At the moment the gate to the law stands open, as always, and the gatekeeper walks to the side, so the man bends over in order to see through the gate into the inside. When the gatekeeper notices that, he laughs and says: “If it tempts you so much, try it in spite of my prohibition. But take note: I am powerful. And I am only the most lowly gatekeeper. But from room to room stand gatekeepers, each more powerful than the other. I can’t endure even one glimpse of the third.” The man from the country has not expected such difficulties: the law should always be accessible for everyone, he thinks, but as he now looks more closely at the gatekeeper in his fur coat, at his large pointed nose and his long, thin, black Tartar’s beard, he decides that it would be better to wait until he gets permission to go inside. The gatekeeper gives him a stool and allows him to sit down at the side in front of the gate. There he sits for days and years. He makes many attempts to be let in, and he wears the gatekeeper out with his requests. The gatekeeper often interrogates him briefly, questioning him about his homeland and many other things, but they are indifferent questions, the kind great men put, and at the end he always tells him once more that he cannot let him inside yet. The man, who has equipped himself with many things for his journey, spends everything, no matter how valuable, to win over the gatekeeper. The latter takes it all but, as he does so, says, “I am taking this only so that you do not think you have failed to do anything.” During the many years the man observes the gatekeeper almost continuously. He forgets the other gatekeepers, and this one seems to him the only obstacle for entry into the law. He curses the unlucky circumstance, in the first years thoughtlessly and out loud, later, as he grows old, he still mumbles to himself. He becomes childish and, since in the long years studying the gatekeeper he has come to know the fleas in his fur collar, he even asks the fleas to help him persuade the gatekeeper. Finally his eyesight grows weak, and he does not know whether things are really darker around him or whether his eyes are merely deceiving him. But he recognizes now in the darkness an illumination which breaks inextinguishably out of the gateway to the law. Now he no longer has much time to live. Before his death he gathers in his head all his experiences of the entire time up into one question which he has not yet put to the gatekeeper. He waves to him, since he can no longer lift up his stiffening body.
The gatekeeper has to bend way down to him, for the great difference has changed things to the disadvantage of the man. “What do you still want to know, then?” asks the gatekeeper. “You are insatiable.” “Everyone strives after the law,” says the man, “so how is that in these many years no one except me has requested entry?” The gatekeeper sees that the man is already dying and, in order to reach his diminishing sense of hearing, he shouts at him, “Here no one else can gain entry, since this entrance was assigned only to you. I’m going now to close it.