Chapter 21: Recording Begins (1)

Zhang Yang's state today is really good, and the state of blocking the recording engineer has gradually recovered, maintaining this state, and completing the recording of the whole song in one go.

"No problem~"

Taking off the headphones, Zhang Yang unconsciously raised his eyebrows, a little smug between his eyebrows, judging from the feedback from the monitoring headphones, he was very sure and sure that this recording was perfect.

Pushing open the soundproof door of the control room, Zhang Yang asked with a smug face, but in a modest tone:

"How? Is this one okay?"

“……”

Gao Xiaosong took off his headphones and turned around from the mixer, didn't speak, just stared at him with sparkling eyes.

"What's wrong? Why do you look at me like this~"

Being suddenly stared at by the same sex with a strange gaze, no matter how generous a person is, he will feel awkward, Zhang Yang hurriedly waved his hand, signaling him not to look.

"Brother Yang~"

Yi Yan retracted his gaze, and Gao Xiaosong's face was full of curiosity and doubt:

"Have you ever recorded before?"

Zhang Yang knew why he asked, and immediately gave an affirmative answer with a smile on his face.

"Of course~I've recorded it hundreds of times~"

As expected, knowing that he had entered the recording studio more than once, Gao Xiaosong patted his head in annoyance as if he had been hit by something:

"Brother Yang, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhang Yang pretended to be innocent and waved his hand:

"You didn't ask~"

"Ah~~~"

Gao Xiaosong thought that he was recording for the first time, and he wanted to take the opportunity to see the jokes, but he didn't expect that people were already veterans.

"Hehe, Komatsu, I told you a long time ago, Brother Yang must have entered the recording studio~"

It was Shen Qing who spoke, this silent guy had been busy with the work in hand, and when it was almost done, he took the time to interject:

"You don't want to think about Jin Li, the old wolf, how nervous they were when they entered the recording studio for the first time, look at Brother Yang again, do you think he is nervous?"

"I thought he was pretending~"

Grabbing his hair, Gao Xiaosong no longer dwelled on this problem that made him embarrassed, and instead diverted the topic to the recording just now:

"Brother Yang, the belt is ready, do you want to listen to it?"

Unsurprisingly, the recording was perfect and didn't need to be retouched at all.

Again, this is not news if it is put in the 21st century, almost a singer can do it, there are a lot of cattle in the later stage of the studio, as long as the singing is not shit, you can use a variety of sound repair software to help you repair the beauty in the later stage, but now it is the end of the 80s of the 19th century, technology is not so developed, and the recording mainly depends on the strength of the singer himself.

"It's not bad~"

Zhang Yang is also very satisfied with this singing, there is no problem with the rhythm, and the emotional interpretation is also in place, to outsiders, the only thing that may be a little worse is the accompaniment, the accompaniment of the two instruments, how to listen to the melody is relatively thin.

This is exactly what Zhang Yang wants, his musical concept is very simple, no matter how gorgeous the melody is, it is better than a beautiful cappella, listening to the vocals and lyrics, rather than acting as an accompaniment to background music.

"Brother Yang, is it better to add a little other musical instrument to the tune? If you only have a piano and a violin, the timbre is a little thin~"

Ignoring Gao Xiaosong's suggestion, Zhang Yang asked a question that had nothing to do with singing:

"Do you know my best characteristic?"

“……”

Gao Xiaosong and Shen Qing glanced at each other, and shook their heads at the same time, they didn't know, Zhang Yang didn't make a fuss, he stretched out his finger and pointed at his throat, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly:

"My biggest feature is my voice, God gave me a good voice~"

Needless to say, the two of them immediately understood what he meant, and then nodded in unison.

The essence of a singer, or nothing else at all, doesn't matter if you can't write lyrics and compose, you can write a lot, you can always find a few good works with some effort, but the voice is different, that is a gift from God, there may be dozens of excellent songwriters in 10,000 people, and there may be only one with a good voice.

The pearl is dusty but not beautiful, and the beautiful accompaniment can enhance the pleasing degree of the song, but everything has two sides, and the accompaniment is also likely to cover up some characteristics of the singer's voice, especially those singers with excellent voices.

Singing, do not need those cumbersome and gorgeous accompaniment, a good voice, one or two simple instruments are enough, no matter when and where, the singer is fundamentally that voice, and the audience can hear and recognize the sound of that voice.

Accompaniment, to put it bluntly, is just a small giveaway that comes with the singing.

"Brother Yang, that's all for this one? Do you need to fix it? ”

This singing is perfect.,Generally speaking, you don't need to fix anything.,To say that you don't need to fix it at all.,At least the breathing sound produced during ventilation should be slightly repaired.,A good song is mixed with panting.,It affects the overall auditory effect.。

"Just do the noise reduction, and wait for Xu Ze to come back~~"

While speaking, the soundproof door of the control room opened, and outside the door, Xu Ze walked in with a relaxed face:

"Mr. Zhang, you haven't started yet?"

Zhang Yang did not answer his question, but asked rhetorically:

"Aren't you recording over there?"

"It's not noon~ Han Yu was afraid that Lao Cui would be tired, so let him rest and record it in the afternoon~"

As he spoke, Xu Ze hugged his shoulders and sighed:

"Cui Jian's state today is so good, it's over twice in one song~"

Zhang Yang nodded, and was just about to echo it, when in front of the mixer, Shen Qing, who was in charge of the noise reduction of the song, suddenly turned his head and said:

"Brother Yang, the breathing sound is finished, do you want to listen to it again?"

"Huh?"

Xu Ze has been in charge of recording part-time work for many years, and when he finished listening to the sound of breathing, he immediately understood what was going on, and suddenly looked at Zhang Yang with some surprise:

"Mr. Zhang, ...... on your side"

"I just finished recording a song, come and help me take a look~"

Professional things are done professionally, singing is Zhang Yang's responsibility, and the post-processing details still need the help of Xu Ze, a veteran.

After the noise reduction treatment, the ventilation sound in the singing has dropped a lot, at least it doesn't sound so obvious, overall, with the current level of science and technology, it is already very good to be able to do this step.

"Huh~"

After only listening to Xu Ze, he was aroused, and his eyes couldn't help but move to Zhang Yang.

In his impression, in the past, singers would ask the recording engineer to highlight the accompaniment to fill in the flaws in the sound, but this song actually did the opposite, focusing on the voice, and the beautiful accompaniment was really reduced to a foil.

"I see~"

At first, Xu Ze didn't understand, but when he listened to it, he understood Zhang Yang's intentions, and while nodding secretly, he couldn't help but praise in his heart:

"This little voice~ It's really amazing~"