Chapter 157: Sing a Song
"Link, go ahead, I've never seen your concert, let's see what your stage presence is like."
Ms. Faith Hill laughed.
"I've never seen Link's concert either, but I did see him at Lady Gaga's Miami show, where he ripped off his suit. It looked incredibly explosive."
Carrie Underwood said, shaking her bottle.
Link also remembered that concert in Miami. He had planned to sing a song in his suit respectfully, but Lady Gaga thought that style was too ordinary and not eye-catching enough.
She wanted him to sing the first song in a suit and then sing "Despacito" shirtless for the second one, dancing while singing.
He didn't feel anything at the time, but when he later watched the broadcast, he felt his scalp tingle with a bit of embarrassment.
"Alright, I'll give it a try."
Seeing that everyone wanted to hear him sing, Link, without making a fuss, took Taylor's guitar, went backstage to sign up and queue, and then got on stage and sang John Denver's "Take Me Home, Country Roads."
He had trained for several months in the recording studio, and his voice was very mature. Having honed his skills through several performances, he didn't get stage fright when singing.
It was around 5 pm, and there were fewer people in the audience, only a little over twenty thousand, but still a dense crowd.
Since he was wearing a hat and didn't introduce himself, the audience didn't recognize him. They just felt he sang well, infusing an old classic with a fresh take, showing real skill.
As he was about to leave the stage after finishing, many in the audience shouted, "Encore!"
At music festivals, an audience shouting for an encore signifies approval, wanting to hear more. For those who didn't sing well, the audience would only want them to leave sooner.
"Link, one more song!"
Taylor stood on the grass, cupping her hands to her mouth and shouting loudly.
"Link's voice is so clear and powerful; it's even better live," Ms. Faith Hill said, clapping her hands.
"He's a very talented young man," Tim McGraw said, cowboy hat on, looking at Link on stage.
Link felt a bit stuck on stage, having just covered a country song he was familiar with. Should he continue with another old song?
Old songs were easy to sing, but it was tough to bring a new twist, and there was a risk of a mishap.
Then, he noticed a piano at the edge of the stage and had an idea.
Country music primarily uses instruments like the guitar, drums, violin, banjo, and piano. He set down the guitar, sat at the piano, and said into the microphone, "Next, I'll bring you a new song, 'All of Me,' dedicated to Miss Taylor Swift."
As he spoke, suddenly someone in the audience shouted, "Link! It's Link!" Then more people shouted, "Link! Link!" mainly young women. Before he even started singing, they were screaming excitedly, surging toward the stage.
Link decided to just take off his hat and waved to the audience, eliciting an even more strident scream.
After calming the fans several times, they finally quieted down. He placed his hands on the black and white keys, took a deep breath, and started the prelude to the song.
What would I do without your smart mouth,
Without your sweet talk, what would I do?
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out,
You're passionate one moment, and cold the next,
Got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down,
You've got me so captivated, yet so untouched.
"Wow, that sounds amazing!"
Carrie Underwood and other singers couldn't help but exclaim.
They had heard Link's inspirational songs, and that explosive "Give Me Reason," and thought Link was a hard rock style singer. They didn't expect his voice to be so tender, so delicate when singing love songs, with a hint of husky magnetism that was very ear-pleasing.
Taylor also covered her mouth, looking at the stage in surprise, at Link, who was both playing and singing. She had no idea when Link had written the song, and it sounded so good.
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
"Not bad, although it's not a country music style, it's definitely a good song,"
Tim McGraw said, sipping his beer.
"If I could write songs like this, picking up girls at the bar would be a cinch. No one could resist my charm,"
Josh Turner, a young singer from South Carolina, said with envy.
Everyone rolled their eyes.
"There seems to be something off with the accompaniment; if it were a bit better coordinated, the performance would be even more spectacular,"
Faith Hill asked.
Taylor laughed, "It's Link's fault; he's only been practicing the piano for half a year, so he's not yet proficient."
"Only half a year? That's pretty impressive,"
everyone exclaimed in amazement.
On stage, Link played the piano, singing the classic love song "All Of Me". Originally, this song was to appear in the 'Love' album, but now he had brought it out early for the performance, serving as a preview for the album.
The song was not particularly challenging to perform, but it required a delicate touch to convey the emotion convincingly. Link had practiced it many times under the guidance of Graham and, combined with his unique voice, his performance was no less impressive than the original.
'Cause all of me, Loves all of you..."
During the second chorus, many in the audience sang along, as if it were Link's own concert.
"We should've never let him go up there; he's stealing the show,"
Ms. Hill said with a laugh.
"And showing off their love in public, I'm green with envy,"
Carrie Underwood said with a twinge of jealousy as she glanced at Taylor.
Taylor laughed heartily, sitting on the grass and hugging her knees, her blue eyes glistening as she watched Link onstage.
Applause!
The performance on stage ended, and as the audience clamored for an encore, Link sang it one more time. Amidst the cheers of the fans, he stepped down from the stage, leaving time for other singers.
After the evening performance, Link followed Taylor and Mrs. Andrea to their home on the outskirts of west Nashville, a detached villa with a red roof surrounded by a large garden.
Seeing the flowers in the garden, he suddenly realized why Mrs. Andrea had given him such a strange look when she saw him with a bouquet of irises.
Because the villa was surrounded by these flowers, and April was the perfect season for them. There were large swathes of purple, white, and pink flowers, their fragrance perfuming the air.
That night, Link stayed in a bedroom on the second floor, on the east side of the house. Following Mrs. Andrea's orders, the two were not allowed to sleep together at night, saying it was also a rule of the Nashville countryside.
But Taylor still sneaked over. The two of them sat on the windowsill facing the garden, chatting and kissing.
The Nashville countryside is beautiful, especially in April and May, with wildflowers and grasses everywhere, trees casting deep shade, butterflies and birds flying all about, and rustic windmills beside the rivers. Passing by farms, you might even encounter a few free-roaming horses leisurely grazing on the plains.
It was reminiscent of the country cottages painted by the Impressionist Claude Monet, and the irises appeared as if they'd been captured by Van Gogh's brush.
It was hard to believe that such a place could exist in the same world as the high-rise landscape of New York.
Link stayed in Nashville for two days, spending his time walking, songwriting, and attending music festival events with Taylor.
Until he received a call from Mrs. Mandy, the MJ concert rehearsal had started, and he needed to attend. Taylor's activities were also coming to an end, and she had to return to Los Angeles to continue promoting her album.
Link had to leave his pastoral life behind, at least temporarily, and dive back into the concrete jungle.