According to Song Ya's plan, the song Thrift Shop (second-hand store) would better be stuffed into Lowry Jr.'s new album, after all, part of his 'inspiration' came from the owner of the music company in a pink suit and a bass.

The 'adaptation' design for the original song in his mind is that Lori Jr. is in charge of the RAP part, and the bass boss sings those very brainwashing choruses.

Little Lowry, he doesn't hate it, and to avoid the failure of Little Lowry's new album, he can incidentally solve Tony's 'employment' problem, and he can also get royalty income from lyrics and songs, killing three birds with one stone, everyone is happy.

But in this way, he must rush to put the plan into practice as soon as possible before the official production of the new special cassette of Lori Jr., and there is not much time.

The purse is even less generous.

The LCD numerals on the timer kept beating, and he leaned down and sat down across from Goodman.

"Liquid!"

Goodman followed the tone and style of the black man: "You made the right decision, BRO!" He clenched his right hand into a fist and stretched out to Song Ya.

Song Ya didn't respond, but straightened his face and stared at him coldly.

"I'm sorry."

Goodman seconded, "FORGET WHAT I DID JUST NOW, SORRY, SORRY......" He withdrew his fist in embarrassment and apologized frequently, "I was so excited just now, business has not been good recently...... Mr. Song, I'm very, very sorry. ”

Most of the time, other races are still quite afraid of blacks coming to this trick, even more honest blacks will occasionally use this to test the other party's reality, Song Ya has traveled for so long, and he has been able to flexibly control the proportions, the key is the eyes, and they must be murderous.

"Just call me Ali, first question."

Taking advantage of the other party's small flaws, Song Ya is now 80% sure that the other party has no great background, and he is not bold, so he relaxed slightly, took out his notebook and asked against it: "Is it necessary for a guardian to sign a contract with someone under the age of eighteen?" ”

"Of course."

Goodman hurriedly walked over to the filing cabinet and pulled open a drawer, "Or the guardian signs a power of attorney to entrust someone else to take custody on his behalf." He took out a document and handed it to Song Ya, "This is a standard form of power of attorney, but if you want to involve the entrustment of part of the guardianship, you need the help of a lawyer." Wait......"

He carefully swept Song Ya from top to bottom, "How old are you this year?" ”

"Fifteen, what's wrong?" Song Ya looked at the document and replied casually.

“FXXX！”

Goodman cursed in annoyance: "You tricked me just now, you little clever ghost!" ”

It doesn't matter if you are found out just now, "Second question......" Song Ya continued to ask.

"What did you write? It's too inefficient for us to ask and answer questions one by one. ”

But I didn't expect Goodman to be the kind of character who kicked his nose and face, in order to compensate for the timidity just now, he stretched out his hand and pulled the notebook out of Song Ya's hand, "I'll take a look, well, the copyright transfer of the song, and the rights and interests of the music album are divided into ......"

He muttered and found the relevant documents from the filing cabinet and threw them to Song Ya one by one.

"That's pretty much it, but these standard format files don't work to be honest." Goodman sat back in his seat, "These laws are very flexible, Hollywood and the music industry have their own ways of playing, and finding a good agent is the most important thing." ”

"I've checked the information, aren't there a few associations that can provide protection for the rights and interests of songwriters and the copyright of songs?" Song Ya asked.

"Do you mean ASCAP (Association of Composers, Writers and Publishers) and BMI (American Broadcast Music Association)?" Goodman explained: "First of all, they only serve the rights of the association's members, and if you want to become a member, you have to pay a sum of money, BMI is more expensive, ASCAP is cheaper, and then you have to have a public work, do you? If there is, they will usually send you an invitation. ”

"No, I came for legal advice for my first song." Song Ya replied truthfully.

"You see, that's the problem." Goodman spread his hands: "It's a paradox that you don't qualify to be a member without publishing your work and being invited, and if you don't become a member, it's difficult for you to publish your work publicly, right?" ”

Song Ya was a little dizzy, "What about copyright?" I won't lose the copyright of my lyrics, right? For example, being forcibly occupied by a music company or something. ”

Goodman smiled, "This possibility is unavoidable, Hollywood feeds so many agents, managers, lawyers, accountants or something, why?" Isn't it because there are too many of these things? ”

"Again, find a good agent." Again, he suggested.

"What if I come across a 'bad' broker? According to what you said, if I don't publish my work publicly, I don't have an agent who takes a fancy to me, and if I don't have an agent, I can't publish my work for the rest of my life, which is also a paradox! Song Ya was a little depressed, the gap between this ideal and reality was a bit far.

"It's hard to get into this business, kid."

Goodman pointed at Song Ya, "Black ...... like you Cough...... I see a lot of African-American children, sitting in the back of the bus, humming a song in their mouth, listening to the Walkman, writing and drawing on small pieces of paper with a pencil, dreaming of becoming famous, right? Unfortunately, the reality is very cruel, and the capitalist society will naturally eliminate the very small part of the pyramid tip. How many famous singers have been produced in Chicago in the past decade? You divide by the population to find out what your chances of success are. And those young boys and girls who go to Los Angeles to pursue their dreams, how many people can play good roles a year? Most people are losers, your eyes can't see it. Face up to your abilities and don't spend your money on unrealistic dreams. ”

"Nonsense, am I like them? Lao Tzu is a traverser, with a plug-in! Song Ya rolled her eyes and complained secretly.

The two communicated for a while, Goodman observed the words, and felt that Song Ya did not look like he was going to give up, so he didn't bother to persuade again: "If you are copyrighted, I will give you a few pieces of advice, first of all, you must keep all the evidence, including the manuscript when you wrote and created the song, don't lose the scrapped manuscript, you can use it when you fight a copyright lawsuit, and it is best to record a demo of the songs you created, because singing is also a kind of copyright."

"Second, you can take the lyrics and demos to ASCAP for a copyright record, about 20 dollars, note, this is only a record, it does not mean that ASCAP recognizes your copyright, if ASCAP recognizes your copyright, it will probably take hundreds of dollars and months to do it, because they have to do work such as comparison, and you still can't become a member."

"Finally, increasing the share ratio for brokers is a good strategy for the first few years of entering the industry, anyway, the broker contract must not exceed three years, if you are not satisfied, you will have to change people when the time comes. If you can really get into the industry, you will be eligible to become a member of ASCAP or BMI, and then all kinds of help provided by the association will also be able to share some of the work of the agent, and many of the difficulties you are facing now will not be difficult at that time. ”

With that, Goodman pointed to the timer, exactly fifty-five minutes had passed.

Song Ya felt that he was still very conscientious, and he benefited a lot, so he got up and solemnly shook hands with him and said goodbye, "Thank you." "Take out thirty-five knives and hand them to the other party.

"Uh...... The consultation fee is the consultation fee. You also need to pay a fee for documents, a ten-dollar copy. Goodman was referring to the documents that Song Ya had put into his briefcase.

“……”

Song Ya hurriedly took out all the documents, picked a useful guardian entrustment agreement, and then took out ten knives and returned them to Goodman along with other documents.

"Stingy!" Goodman scolded, and he carefully checked the notes he received, "You're from Southtown, aren't you?" He asked suddenly.

"Yes, how?"

"Beware of those who pay for their contracts in cash." Goodman flicked the banknote in his hand: "You southern city black...... African-Americans like to accept cash payments because they can evade taxes. Once you evade taxes, after the tax season, he breaches the contract, but you don't dare to sue him easily, because the contract exposure is just facing a lawsuit, and you have to face the IRS, understand? ”

Song Ya knows the power of the IRS, and the most famous Chicago mob boss Alcapone was planted in the hands of the IRS, which is even more terrible than the FBI.

THANKING HIM AGAIN, HE LEFT THE GOODMAN LAW FIRM.