Mind and Error (3)
Fermi had a feeling for the Guitar Man, but did not hastily create an image.
“I heard you lost your daughter.”
“It was a stupid thing to do. He really loved his daughter. There was no malice. I just… don’t know. “I don’t know what to do because I’ve never really lived in the world before.”
Panier sighed.
“After that, my wife ran away with Ranstein’s friend of 10 years. So how can you be sane? Most guys like Ranstein are like that. I always live only at a loss. Because of that humble artistic spirit. You can’t blame your shrewd friend, but honestly, is that what a person would do? Well, maybe it was because he was a human? He was a friend who, without knowing it, had a sense of entitlement towards Ranstin. “I didn’t really like him.”
Unlike what he did in front of Maya, Panier did not hide his emotions.
“On the other hand, you liked Ranstine.” Panier was silent for a moment, then took out a cigarette and looked at it.
“If you don’t mind…
“Yes. “Please give me one too.”
Panier lit a cigarette and looked more comfortable than before.
“There was a time when I went around shouting that I was an artist. It doesn’t mean it’s flashy or popular. “Popularity and fame are just illusions of show business.”
He raised the corners of his mouth as he recalled that time.
“My daily routine was to stay in a room, drink cheap alcohol, and draw scores on musical staff. I’m going to create a masterpiece that will transcend the times. Still, I felt free. People ask what you can do without money, but the opposite is true. Because I have nothing, my soul is free. You do what you want to do. At that time, we released a lot of really weird songs. Of course, no one listens. But still…what can I say.”
Cigarette smoke billowed toward the ceiling.
“I would say it was my most authentic life.”
“Do you not like it now?”
“Of course, it’s still a good life. “Didn’t you see that my famous entertainers were unable to move towards me?” Panier had a bitter expression.
“But even though the results are good,
it doesn’t mean that the cause can be understood. This is what I started to do to live my life through art. I wanted to surprise the world. But it’s not easy. I am now divorced, but I have been working for over 10 years to take care of my two children. “While Lan Steen was making art, I was working.”
He spread his arms.
“Who is better? Of course I do. I worked hard to protect my family. However, it is an undeniable fact that I lacked courage and ended up compromising with life.”
Panier does not call himself an artist.
“…I hope it goes well. Even if we compromised just a little, even if we mixed a little truth with lies, people would have applauded. But he didn’t do that. “He may have begged for money, but he never begged for applause.”
“okay.”
Fermi was lost in thought.
‘Cayden’s Prison Break Maya’s Best And Gitaruman…
No Compromise.
The picture of the future was being completed. Panier asked.
“Anyway, what does he do these days? “I don’t think we’ve released any album in particular.” I couldn’t tell you that the guitar man on the world’s 100 most dangerous people was Ranstein.
“I don’t know either. That’s why I found Mr. Panier. “Is there any place you can guess?”
“well. There are a few places. Because there is such a thing as a place that provides inspiration. Anyway, if you’re still holding the guitar…
Panier took another cigarette break.
“No matter where you are, you will be living an artistic life.”
I don’t know the name of the city.
After leaving his hometown, every place was an unfamiliar world to Gitaruman.
In an unnamed inn room, he heard the sound of a man and woman breathing through the wall.
One of them was the voice of Tyra Lin, Guitaruman’s exclusive singer.
Although they are among the world’s 100 most dangerous people, they did not engage in prostitution because they did not have money to pay for a hotel.
There is simply no reason not to do it.
‘As you like.’
As if he was trying to prove with his whole body that he does not belong to the world.
Meanwhile, Lin was a bit annoyed.
“Cum quickly.”
Although she had a youthful face and a small body, her actual age was closer to thirty.
The man who performed the heroic mission asked.
“Are you okay? Do you belong here?”
“no.”
Rin said as he buttoned his top.
“There is nothing like that. After the performance tomorrow, this city will come out too. So don’t ask anything.”
“show? What performance?”
She handed me a ticket with the time and place written on it.
“If you want to come, come.” He was deep in thought with a blank expression on his face, stuffed the ticket in his clothes and asked again.
“Were you a singer? But why are you doing this… or rather, is it okay for me to go?”
Lin chuckled.
“You are free to come and go. “I’m just there singing.”
After packing up her art stand, she left the door and went into the next room without even saying goodbye.
“I’ve been there.”
Guitarman Robe Ranstein didn’t ask anything.
“I wrote a new song.”
Rin, who had placed the art stand on the table, sat down on the bed and turned through the sheet music.
“It’s okay.”
Guitaru Man played his instrument again.
There was no conversation for four years due to differences in musical opinions, but even after reconciliation, they spoke little.
Even if the emotional illness had not occurred, Guitaru Man would still have kept his mouth shut.
‘Single-minded. ‘You idiot.’
Robe Ranstein was a man with stronger artistic stubbornness than anyone else Lin knew.
“Do you like it.”
Actually, that’s why I follow you around.
“I’ll tell you.”
Ranstein played the score he had just finished working on with the object 〈Gitaru〉.
‘Gitaru’, whose name probably means guitar, made the sounds of all instruments simultaneously.
Lin hummed and sang.
Lyrics that would raise eyebrows if the audience heard them rang out with a sad melody.
The next afternoon. Arriving at the square, Ranstein and Lin paid the rental fee and rented a small theater for about an hour.
Since there was no particular need for a session, preparation was quick and a fair number of people gathered.
Most of them were people who had been in a relationship with Lin for two weeks.
“huh?”
The only person who recognized her true colors was Kimstler, a composer with whom she had once attended art college.
“Tyra Lynn’?”
Maybe first love.
However, at that time, students who liked Lin did not discriminate between men and women.
The transcendent baby face is unique, but her singing made the hearts of all entertainers beat.
‘I sang really well.’
The reason she dropped out of school was a rumor, but it was hard to believe even after hearing it.
‘Because it was a barbaric society.’
Since it was a place where all the unique people in the world gathered, there were many incidents and accidents.
“hello. “I will sing.”
After briefly greeting Lin, he took the microphone and Ranstein began playing brilliantly.
“Hwihwi!”
The sight of men whistling and cheering enthusiastically whetted Kimsler’s appetite.
As the decadent and sensational lyrics were heard, the cheers began to get louder.
No one knew.
The fact that everyone in the square could die with just one sound of her voice or one gesture of Lanstin’s hand.
“Is it that kid?”
“That’s right. Yesterday I…
Kimsler’s face got hot when he heard the audience whispering during the interlude.
‘What does this mean?’
As the thick obscenities continued for a long time, he finally couldn’t control his anger and shouted.
“Hey, let’s frame things in moderation, right? “Does it help you if you disparage singers like that?”
“What are you?”
“Do you know who that woman is? “If you keep doing this, you could get sued.”
“Fuhahaha! Who is that woman? I’m with that kid…
Lynn sang.
“I’m going to kiss that girl walking down 73rd Street. Then will this shitty feeling go away? I guess it doesn’t matter now. “Because I didn’t ruin it.” Kimsler was distraught after hearing the whole story.
‘That can’t be possible.’
With such great performance and singing skills, why would she ruin her life?
When the performance ended, the audience gathered.
Of course, most of them had bad intentions, but Rin was kind to everyone.
‘Don’t ruin my memories.’
She, who couldn’t even make eye contact during her school days, was subjected to harassment like that.
“thank you! thank you!”
After a few jokes and a few skinships, Lin courageously packed up his equipment.
“Still, a lot came today. yes?”
Ranstin was speechless.
“what? What’s so sweet? Did you have a good day today? “You didn’t make any mistakes.”
“No, it was good.”
It just reminded me of the pain from before.
“You have good talent. “Maybe when you go out into the world, everyone will recognize you.”
Lin snorted.
“What an idiot… I hated that world so much that I was sick of it, so I left.
“Lin.”
Kimsler approached.
“You’re Tyra Lynn, right? “It’s me.”
“who are you?”
Of course, Lin didn’t remember him.
“Oh, that’s my classmate. I went to the composition department at Marius School of the Arts. She even said hello during the performance…
Marius School of the Arts was a painful name for her, but she was already outside the world.
“Aha, it’s been a while since I heard this. nice to meet.
How are you?”
The reason why Kimsler was shocked by Lin’s relaxed attitude was also due to his lack of qualifications.
“uh. He is currently the director of the National Academy of Arts. “It came out briefly because I was thinking about a new score.”
Although she said something twisted without realizing it, Lin sincerely congratulated her classmate on her success.
“Wow, that’s cool. “Isn’t it amazing?”
“How are you? Would you like to come with me instead of performing at a place like this? “I can introduce you.”
“huh?”
When Lin looked at him as if asking what he was saying, Kimsler opened his mouth triumphantly.
“I will help you.” It’s much better than living like this now anyway. is not it?”
“Aha, did you hear?”
Rin just wants to be free.
Even though we have nothing else but freedom, why do people try to take that freedom away?
“sorry. As of today, the performances in this city are over. Let me know when you come to another city. “I’ll deal with you then.”
“What are you talking about? I didn’t mean it that way, I was truly worried about you…
“Hoho!”
She knows the relief that comes from ridicule and disregard that lies behind the word worry.
Rin stuck out his tongue.
“You guys are much worse than the public who treat us like clowns.” They
don’t even have the courage to risk their lives.
“Goodbye.”
Leaving behind Kimsler, whose face was red, Lin walked away with Lansteen’s arms around him.
That’s how I live.
Even if everyone points their finger at them, calling them pathetic, even if they put on a mask of pity and despise them.
Because this is our world.
‘Because I’m free.’
He is a clown who lives in the most remote place in the world, mocking the world.
