Beethoven Reborn - Episode 8
Beethoven Reborn Episode 008
4. 4Sal, genius composer(3)
“Wow.”
“What do you think? Do you like it??”
I had no choice but to nod my head to the producer's question..
The place the producer introduced me to was a perfectly soundproofed space, and although it was small, there was a piano that I really wanted..
I've been composing without being able to hear sound for a long time, so I got used to it, but.
There is bound to be a difference between making a song by entering notes on the piano and not being able to do so..
There are many songs in my mother's classical collection, but not all of the songs I composed..
There were a lot of songs I had written but hadn't heard yet. No, since most of my songs are deaf
It was music made.
After being reborn.
I've always wished I had a piano so I could remember all the songs I wrote..
Moreover, since I had already regained my hearing, I wanted to try using instruments to write new songs..
This is a different area than being able to compose without a piano..
Of course, hearing the sound was also possible with a vocalide, so I tried it a few times..
It was still difficult to express exactly the sound I wanted..
Maybe it's because there's a lot I don't know.
In any case, it was inconvenient to make music on a computer, so I was really happy to face the piano..
“huh?”
But something is strange.
Like a piano, there are keys, but there are no hammers or strings to act when you press the keys..
“Man, this is weird..”
When I asked why the piano looked like this, the producer laughed out loud..
I didn't like it because it felt like this young guy was laughing at me, but I didn't have time to worry about that..
When pressed for an answer, the producer stood in front of what looked like a piano and placed his hand on it..
“This is a synthesizer.”
Ding ding ding-
‘While introducing the product called 'synthesizer', the producer told me about some of the functions of 'synthesizer'..
There was too much information coming in at once and I couldn't understand it..
Unlike a piano tuned based on equal temperament, it was almost absurd that it could produce a variety of sounds by manipulating it at will..
It was like magic..
That wasn't all.
I was able to produce sounds that were not piano sounds..
What on earth is this monster?!
“It's like this……
Nod.
“It's like this……
Nod.
“That's how it's done.”
Do you think you can understand?!
“It's too difficult.”
“Oh sorry. I was so excited. ha ha ha.”
Starting with something strange called MIDI, they just say things I can't understand, and I can't even understand how to use this monster thing called a synthesizer..
Let's frown because it was as difficult as a computer..
“It's bound to be difficult for a 4 year old. Let's learn this slowly.”
By saying that, you hurt me once more..
People today may be familiar with such devices, but I had never used such electronic devices before, so it was difficult for me to get used to things like computers..
You may be able to adapt as time goes by, but it's difficult right now..
“Does Dobin need a piano??”
“yes I need!”
He is also a trustworthy person..
There seems to be some way.
The producer immediately called somewhere and put me in a place called a ‘car’ and drove somewhere again..
After a while.
I could hardly calm my racing heart..
Because I was finally able to meet the type of piano I knew..
The place the producer brought me was a bit bigger and more beautiful than before.
It was a soundproof room where a down-shaped piano was securely placed..
however.
Bah bah bam! Bah bah bam!
When I stood in front of the piano, my fifth symphony suddenly rang in my head..
It really felt like I was facing fate, not so different from the despair I felt at the time..
“Wow!”
Even with the piano in front of me and sitting on the chair!
I only met him 3 years after I was born.!
I missed you every night and waited to see you, but!
“Ahaha. This is really......
“You have small hands!”
Is this crazy?!
My damn fern-like hands were so small that I couldn't play the piano properly..
That wasn't all.
Since my arms and waist are short, there is no way I can play properly..
Damn it! Damn it!
“It's short!”
Plus the legs are short!
Rather than sitting on the chair and pedaling, I had to climb up to sit on the chair..
It felt like I was climbing a mountain and I had to struggle to sit on the chair..
“Wow!”
I lost my temper and beat up the sheet music..
You're like a goddamn god!
“Give me my hands and feet!”
couldn't think of anything.
Because I have no idea.
“Phew, producer? Why is our Dobin like this? what happened?”
My mother looked at me sitting with a worried expression on her face..
Normally I would have responded to something, but I don't have the strength to do so right now..
“ah… … that is. I guess it was a shock to learn that I couldn't play the piano because my hands were small. I was like that in a daze the whole time..”
“under. Ha ha ha ha ha.”
“Do, Dobin?”
I start to laugh out loud.
I can't even think of hugging my mother who approaches me with worry..
I'm just sad.
If someone knew about my situation, they might point fingers at me as I got older and wonder if it was something obscene, but it was very important to me..
Since losing my voice, I have never played my own music..
There was a time when I tried to destroy it because of ‘John’, but at the same time, it was my favorite instrument, the piano..
As someone who had never once thought about life without a piano, I fell into great despair after losing my voice..
But this time, I got that feeling again..
When I was told that I couldn't hit properly because of my small body, and not for any other reason, the sadness I had been feeling exploded..
“Dobin, you will grow up quickly. I don't remember Dobbin having trouble walking until recently.?”
What my mother said to comfort me makes me even more sad..
How many more years do you mean we have to wait?!
“I… … I tried to scout a location because Dobin wanted it, but I think it's still too early. It seems that using computer programs is still difficult for Bin. She wants to be as favourable as ever..”
“It can't be helped. Thank you for your hard work today.”
“yes. See you again soon.”
“Dobin, I have to say hello to you when you’re leaving.?”
"..."
“Wow. Mom hates Dobin for being rude.?”
“……goodbye.”
As I had no choice but to say hello, the producer smiled and left the house, and my mother hugged me tightly..
I tripped over a stone in an unexpected place and couldn't get my mind together..
I think I should console myself today by listening to Mozart's music..
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