Speaking of this singer, everyone will always think of a lyric, that is, thinking about September is always the sorrow of missing. This is Zhao Lei's memory. September is a sad time. In 2007, Zhao Lei was a poor vagrant singer who came to Chengdu from Lhasa and went to a pub on Yulin Road to discuss music with the vagrant singers here. Here, he not only met the owner of the pub, but also met like-minded people. I met the pub owner here and saw the wind of freedom in him, because I was an educated youth in the countryside when I was young, and finally I chose to travel to Europe in pursuit of freedom, and I like literature and art very much. I will go to various art exhibitions, watch various concerts and experience the free atmosphere of art.
This boss is very simple. He just wanted all artists to have a fixed meeting place, so he opened a pub. At this time, Zhao Lei can communicate happily with other unknown singers, which is also their spiritual space. Chengdu has given these wandering singers their own stage and musical dreams, and they have taken root here. When Zhao Lei came here, he was attracted by the atmosphere here, fell in love with it, and fell in love with the city, which was very leisurely and inclusive.
The people here are very nice, which makes Zhao Lei feel particularly sad, because one person falls in love with a city and a group of people find their own fun. I can feel from some songs written by Zhao Lei that they are all my own personal experiences. Because the experience is different, the final song is different. Because of the different experiences, the songs have also changed, becoming vicissitudes and having a sense of story. People listen to his songs, which can cause * * * songs and have different feelings.