郭雅志 (Yazhi Guo)
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10郭雅志 (Yazhi Guo)6:39
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11郭雅志 (Yazhi Guo)3:59
11 首歌曲
Be it the Eastern suona, panpipes, the bamboo flute, the xun, the cucurbit flute or the Western saxophone, maestro Yazhi Guo has both worlds at his fingertips. Accompanied by the seamless echoes of such string instruments as the guzheng, erhu, oud, and the violin, one arrives at the essence of groove, unlocked through the art of improvisation. Long lived in the body of Chinese music are the soul of jazz, the spirits of rhythm, and an unbounded openness to include and embrace. Let what you hear channel a journey to pre-Qin Chinese antiquity; and let what you feel bridge this world with the legacies of the Great Tang Dynasty. Under the sky, across the oceans, the curtain is raised—and the stage slowly unveiled—as the storyteller narrates:
The night sky of Manhattan, cloudy yet rainless;
How irresistible – the double rainbow hanging over Times Square;
Behold! That whip of lightening, cutting across the storm-darkened sky above the 44th Street Theater;
It is the dragon, escorting a story of the far, Eastern land.