After listening to a song, 10 people jumped off the building. What's that song?

Black Sunday "The devil's invitation" is a mysterious piece of music. A legendary song, a song that took away many people's lives, a song that was once destroyed, a song that was extremely sad, a song that was extremely desperate, as if it were a call from hell ... "The invitation of the devil" More than 50 years ago, there was a famous "international music mystery" in the history of music: people committed suicide one after another in order to listen to a piece of music. This song is Black Sunday. At that time, it was called "Invitation from the Devil", which was a piece of music written by Hungarian pianist rezs seress after his love failure in 1933. It is called "Black Sunday". The English translation of this song is Gloomy Sunday. At first, the author had some trouble trying to publish this song. A publisher once said: "(refusing to publish) is not because it is a sad tone, but because of the soul-stirring despair in the song, which I don't think is good for any audience." This song is not sad, but has a terrible sense of competition despair. I don't think it's good for anyone to hear about Song Like. However, after several twists and turns, Black Sunday was finally released in Budapest and became the best-selling song in two or three years. Unexpectedly, after this song entered the world, it caused many tragic and bizarre accidents (the local newspapers have reported a lot about it), just as the ancient myth described that once Pandora's box was opened, countless demons and disasters were released into the world. However, the last thing that came out of Pandora's box was "hope", which allowed this imperfect world to continue; And "Black Sunday" brings people a voice of despair. This song describes an unfortunate man who can't bring back the people he loves. On a melancholy Sunday, he frequently has desperate thoughts of double suicide, which is hard to get rid of his extreme thoughts about the people he loves. Black Sunday 1936 spread to the United States. Its first English version was recorded by jazz artist Paul Robeson in 1940. On August 7th, 194 1, the black female singer Billie Holiday reinterpreted this song in her own unique and exquisite way, making it a household name in the United States. Over the years, some incredible reports and rumors have made Black Sunday extremely mysterious. Then, one day, in a bar in Belgium, people were drinking and listening to music. When the band just finished playing the orchestral work Black Sunday composed by French composer Lourance Charles, they heard a hysterical cry: "I can't stand it!" " "I saw a young Hungarian raise his neck, drank all the wine in the cup, pulled out his pistol, aimed at his temple and pulled the trigger, and fell in a pool of blood with a bang. A policewoman investigated the case, but she tried her best to find out the reason why the young man committed suicide. Finally, she bought a record of Black Sunday played by the band that day, thinking that she might find some clues to solve the case from here. After playing a record once, she also committed suicide. Her last words to the police chief were found on her desk: "Sir, I don't need to continue investigating the case I accepted. The murderer is the music "Black Sunday". When I was listening to this piece of music, I couldn't stand the stimulation of its sad melody and had to decline the world. "As it happens. When chatting with people, a cheerful and lively female typist in new york, USA, heard how "Black Sunday" makes people sad, so she curiously borrowed this music record and listened to it at home. The next day, she did not go to work. She was found to have committed suicide in her room. The record player is playing Black Sunday. She said in her suicide note: "I can't stand its melody. This song is my funeral repertoire. "In Washington, a newly famous pianist was invited to attend a salon party and play for the guests. During dinner, a guest suddenly received a long-distance call from her mother, who died in a car accident. Because it happened to be Sunday, she asked the pianist to play Black Sunday for her mother to express her condolences. The pianist reluctantly played this piece of music, but just after playing it, he threw himself on the piano because of excessive sadness and never got up again. In Milan, Italy, a musician was confused after hearing these anecdotes. He didn't believe that Black Sunday would cause such serious consequences, so he tried to play on the piano in his living room, died in front of the piano, and wrote his last words on the score of Black Sunday: "The melody of this song is too cruel for human beings to bear. Destroy it, or there will be more human factors. "According to MacDonald's article in the inaugural issue of Cincinnati Journal of Ritual Magic, Budapest police investigated the suicide of local shoemaker Joseph Keller in February 1936. They found that Keller left a suicide note, which copied the lyrics of the song that had just become popular at that time. It may not be strange to copy a lyric from a suicide note, but people think that this song is directly responsible for the death of more than 100 people (such exaggerated words as "Hungarians killed them under the influence of a song" once appeared in the headlines of The New York Times). Many suicides are always associated with this song in one way or another before they die. In Hungary, two suicides shot themselves while listening to music played by gypsies. In addition, quite a few people always take the music of Black Sunday when they go to the Danube to throw themselves into the river, including a girl of 14 years old. An 80-year-old man whimpered and hummed this song and jumped off the seventh floor to commit suicide. It is reported that a gentleman who came out of a nightclub opened his head with a bullet. He just asked the nightclub band to play Black Sunday for him. It is said that when this song became a best-selling song, Seress contacted her ex-girlfriend and put forward the idea of getting back together. Unexpectedly, the girl committed suicide by taking poison the next day. There are two words written on a piece of paper next to her: "gloomy Sunday". Budapest police are convinced that this "suicide song" has a disastrous impact on people and think it is best to ban it. In addition to Hungary, other European countries and the United States also reported suicide on Black Sunday. A young clerk in Berlin hanged himself, and a copy of the song was falling at his feet. In Rome, when a newsboy heard a beggar humming a tune of Black Sunday in the street, he stopped his bike, approached the beggar, gave him all his money, and then jumped into the river from a nearby bridge to commit suicide. In new york, a beautiful female typist committed suicide by gas poisoning, and left a suicide note, demanding that Black Sunday be shown at her funeral. Because of these terrible suicides, the British BBC radio once banned this song, and the American broadcasting network immediately followed suit; Washington Senator Stephen Carr called for a ban on Black Sunday. In France, even a radio station specially invited a spiritualist to discuss the influence of this song, but the broadcast of these programs did not seem to have any inhibitory effect on the increasing number of suicide cases at that time. Times have changed. When the public panic caused by a series of suicides gradually subsided, the BBC agreed to replay Black Sunday, but only for the instrumental version of the song. This version was quickly recorded. One day, a policeman in London heard this kind of instrumental music coming from a nearby apartment, and the music repeated endlessly over and over again, so he thought it was a strange thing and worth investigating. After entering the apartment, he found a jukebox playing the song repeatedly, next to which was a woman who had taken too much barbital hydrochloride (a sedative). Rezso Seress, the author of this song, finally failed to escape the curse of bad luck. 1968 On a cold winter day, he committed suicide by jumping off a building in his seventies. It is reported that Ceres is a short, humorous Jewish man who plays the piano poorly and has always regretted not receiving a good music education. His life, except that he was held in Jizhong concentration camp for a period of time during World War II, was mainly spent in the Kispipa Hotel in Budapest (the English literal translation of Kispipa is "little pipe"), where he played the piano for guests. Because of his short stature, he was blocked by a brown piano when playing. Whenever a new guest, especially a familiar friend, comes in, he will raise his left hand (with a striking gold ring on his short nameless finger), lean out his head and show a funny smile to welcome him. This greeting is a trick he plays to hide that he can only play music with his right hand. It is said that just to show off, he often puts some music on the piano stand and puts his nose in front of the piano stand to pretend to play according to the music, but in fact he can't read the music skillfully. After Black Sunday became famous, many famous musicians, artists and celebrities came to see him (or made a pilgrimage to the hotel after his death), which made his visitor record look like a "Who's Who in the 20th century". Among the visitors, artur rubinstein, Judy Mei Niuyin, arturo Tuscany, luchino visconti, Spencer Tracy, Wallace Beery, Sonia Henny, Nikita Khrushchev, john steinbeck, Prince of Wales, louis armstrong, Ray Charles, Farah Diba, Reza Pahlavi, King Paul Robertson, Cyrus Eaton, U Thant, etc. He often spends a few days hiding at the end of the hotel kitchen, practicing his songs on a big chopping block with piano keys painted on it. Cerise actually leads a double life in a strange way. He plays the piano for a living, but he plays it badly. He looks obscene, but his wife Helen is one of the most beautiful women in Budapest. Helen is not only almost two heads taller than Cerise, but also a Christian (Christians in Europe seldom married Jews at that time). To marry Cyrus. Cerise is famous all over the world for writing Black Sunday, but he has never left Budapest in his life (except being driven to a concentration camp). Cerise was poor all his life, but after his death, he accumulated millions of dollars in new york Owen Trust Bank, which he could not withdraw before his death, and others paid him royalties. Perhaps otto klemperer, who conducted a series of concerts and operas in Budapest, visited the Kispipa Hotel. And left this sentence in Cerise's visitor record book: "He is not a musician-he is just a genius", which means that Cerise is not a musician, he is just a genius. One story about Cerise's suicide is that he felt that he could never make a good song like Black Sunday, so he chose to die in a long despair. Another biography tells the author's guilt and remorse before his death: "I didn't expect this concert to bring so many disasters to mankind." Let God punish my soul in another world! "Billie Holiday's records have greatly promoted the spread of Black Sunday all over the world. Many pop bands and singers often use this song as a reserved program during their performances. Besides Paul Robeson and Billie Holiday mentioned above, countless artists and bands have sung or played this song. In the last ten years, this song has been constantly covered by singers, and it still often appears in some jazz band programs. (Black Sunday) Music Lasso Ceres Laszlo Havel The English writer Sam M Lewis is gloomy on Sunday, and my time is not sleepy on a desperate Sunday, and my life is meaningless. Dear, I live in countless shadows, and my life is shrouded in countless shadows. Little white flowers will never wake you up, not where the black sorry carriage takes you. White flowers will never wake you up again, and you will never get up from the black hearse again. Think about returning to you. If I want to join you, will they be anxious? Angels don't want to take you away (they are helpless). Will they be angry? Because I am here again, a gloomy Sunday, a desperate Sunday is a gloomy Sunday, a desperate Sunday has a shadow, I spent all my heart, and I decided to end it. Make sad flowers and pray, I have made up my mind to end it. Soon there will be flowers and sad prayers, I know, let them not cry, I won't let them cry. Let them know that I'm happy to go. I will let them know that I am happy to leave. Death is not a dream, because I caressed you in death, because I caressed you with the last breath of my soul. I hope you have a brilliant Sunday, a desperate Sunday, dreaming, I'm just dreaming, I'm just dreaming, I wake up, I find you, sleeping in my heart, you sleep in my heart, dear Dali. Dear, I hope my dream has never bothered you, I hope my dream has never bothered you. My heart tells you how much I want you. My heart can tell you how much I miss you. I'm just sad about this music "gloomy Sunday". It seems to be a sad call in the dark, and there is an undercurrent of despair in my heart. But its melody is beautiful. However, I won't give up my life for this song. Maybe suicide is just a legend for this piece of music. ....