Chapter 844: Blow, Blow, My Pride Indulgence (2/3)

Of course, before making this new album, Yang Yi not only wanted to know the suggestions of Mo Xiaojuan and Jin Yingming, not only wanted to know the preferences of fans, but also needed to focus on Murphy's opinions.

After Yang Yi asked, Murphy groaned and said, "What I want to sing the most...... Actually, I don't care much about the type of songs, relatively speaking, I prefer to sing some challenging songs, which are not so easy to sing well, like "Listening to the Sea" and "The Love of My Life", like these songs with high requirements for singing skills, I will like them more. ”

That is, it is more difficult to sing, I have tried to sing the song "The Love of My Life", but I can't sing the taste of Yang Yi. Jin Yingming couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, "I really don't understand how you sang it!"

If you can change the shape of your voice in a special way, you can also sing a variety of different voices.

Of course, Yang Yi didn't say that, he smiled and said to Jin Yingming: "Every song has thousands of ways to perform, you don't necessarily have to learn my singing method, you just have to sing it yourself." ”

"The problem is that I can't sing it myself, so I like to listen to your version. I'm sorry, Murphy, but I'm not targeting you. Jin Yingming felt that it was wrong halfway through the speech, and hurriedly came back.

Murphy couldn't help but laugh, and she waved her hand to show that she didn't care.

"Your men's views are still different from our women's, Xiao Ai and I like the version sung by Sister Fei. Mo Xiaojuan blended in.

Yang Yi was still thinking about what Murphy said, and suddenly remembered a song that was recognized as difficult to cover in his previous life. If he had changed to something else, he wouldn't have taken it out right away, but this one is really interesting, both in terms of lyrics and singing, it is very special!

So, he took the cardboard from the table next to him, took out his pen and brushed it down.

When several people saw the movement, they thought that Yang Yi had come to inspiration, so they all stopped talking, not daring to interrupt Yang Yi's thoughts.

Only Murphy could lean over and see what Yang Yi had written.

"Why the wind is more and more fierce, the more my heart is swinging, like a trace of dust, dancing freely with the wind......" Just looking at these words, Murphy couldn't help but widen his eyes and opened his mouth in some surprise.

This lyric is very unique!

I don't know why, just looking at it makes me feel a kind of attractive magic, and Murphy can't help but love these lyrics.

Maybe it's because the feelings of freedom expressed in these lyrics are very special?

Murphy is not a person who yearns for freedom, on the contrary, she does not like her life to change too much. If you are like other actresses, yearning for freedom and rock, I'm afraid Yang Yi will sing "Miss Dong"!

But when it comes to singing, Murphy loves the sense of uninhibited expression in the lyrics!

It's like "Listening to the Sea", the sound is hoisted high and then falls, and this sense of freedom to play with the rhythm is very fascinating!

So, seeing this lyric, it was as if he had become a speck of dust, tossed around in the wind, and the rhythm of the music represented here should also be endlessly high and fluttering, and Murphy fell into deep thought.

After the lyrics were "written", Yang Yi hung them on the whiteboard in the recording studio.

"Yang Yi, is this a song you improvised on?" Jin Yingming couldn't hold back for a long time, he didn't wear glasses today, so he walked forward excitedly and leaned in front of the whiteboard to look.

"This song was inspired before, but it was never finished because it was a bit difficult, and Murphy could sing it, but the audience might not be able to sing it. It has a wide vocal range, the main song is in G3 to G4, but the chorus mentions a full octave, in G4 to G5, it can be regarded as an experiment for me!" Yang Yi smiled lightly and said nonsense, "Today Murphy mentioned it, I will take it out for you to see." ”

Jin Yingming touched his chin and said: "I don't know how well it works, but your words are very interesting, looking at the words at the end of each line, they don't rhyme completely, or basically don't rhyme, but from the content of the expression, the imagery and artistic conception it expresses are very strong, and it has a special sense of déjà vu......"

Mo Xiaojuan couldn't wait, she watched from the side, and found a gap to interject: "I don't think there is so much to say, listen to your brother-in-law sing it first!

"This song, the male voice will sing it a little worse, but I can hum it again for you to listen to, and it should be used as a reference. Yang Yi didn't refuse, brewed for a while, and began to hum.

“…… Keep going in the direction of the strong wind, walk over!"

"Blow, blow, my pride indulges ......"

He learned the singing method of Sha Baoliang in his previous life, the main song part is calm with a desire for freedom, and the chorus part is high with a hint of struggle.

I have to say that among the male voices, it is already very good that this song can be sung at the level of Sha Baoliang! The limitation of gender is destined to make Yang Yi unable to learn the taste of the original singing.

In her previous life, Su Yunying's singing was described as ear-grabbing, in addition to her some trills, special tail note processing, and even a little Western music characteristics of the chorus, there is also a unique singing voice that is inseparable from her own timbre!

This is something that Yang Yi can't learn, Murphy may be able to, because her timbre is really good, and she is also a woman, she can simulate a female voice in a variety of states, or ethereal, or hoarse, or uninhibited...... Yang Yi's imitation is much worse.

Of course, what is even more fascinating is the casual and improvised taste shown in Su Yunying's original song.

However, even if Yang Yi can't sing the taste of the original song, his a cappella humming is enough to make Murphy, Jin Yingming and others fascinated.

"There is actually such a song!" Jin Yingming waited for Yang Yi to finish singing, and couldn't help but sigh, "When I read the lyrics you wrote, I felt that it was unusual, but now that I listen to it, I feel even more special." ”

"How special?" Mo Xiaojuan asked strangely, she sounded good, but if she wanted her to say what was good, she couldn't say.

Jin Yingming smiled, pointed to his head, and said: "What's special about it is that I just thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't find a template that can match it, in Chinese music, there is no song similar to its singing, this is its specialness!"

Even "Love to Fight to Win" is not so special, because although the tune of "Love to Fight to Win" is also very catchy, it is a type that can be classified as an old song after all, and many songs that have been circulated in Nanyang in the past have similar rhymes to it.

But "Wild Son" really has no corresponding template, let alone this world, even in Yang Yi's previous life, it was the most special, and even, after its release, no one can imitate the same style of songs.

Yang Yi still hopes that Murphy can sing the taste of the original song, or surpass the original song, so he said to Murphy, who was still proud of listening: "Sing this song, don't sing like me, you have to imagine that you are really a leaf blown by the wind, first break all the melody and make it messy, and then find your own unique rhythm from it!"

"I want to try. Murphy was a little itchy, she looked at the recording studio in the studio, and said eagerly.

I definitely can't sing this song in a day or two, and during the time that Yang Yi wrote songs for her new album, Murphy had her new "toy".