Chapter 576: Sunnyvale's Trip
"Do you care? If MJ owns the copyright of our songs. β
After deciding to continue to take a break from school for another season, Mariah Carey was naturally very happy, and the two had more time to stay together, in the early morning in New York, Song Ya put her arms around her and muttered: "I'm okay, only half of the copyright belongs to Sony Music Copyright, and your songs are all there." β
"It doesn't matter, anyway, that part of the copyright is either A or B, and they sell it back and ...... and down."
Mary Carey got up and walked into the bathroom, "Do you want to get in the way?" β
"Maybe we can pressure Sony to keep our part of the copyright out of the deal."
Song Ya still has some resistance in her heart to her song being owned by MJ, especially after she has just broken down with Elizabeth Taylor. The copyright of music works is roughly divided into three parts, one is the copyright of lyrics and songs, that is, the copyright, which belongs to the songwriter himself, for example, the copyright of the lyrics and songs created by Song Ya belongs completely to himself, and is not within the scope of half of the copyright with the distribution company.
The second is the copyright of the sound recording, which belongs to the music company that produces and distributes the record, and the production company and the distribution company are generally divided in half in the industry, and the management right of the track belongs to the distribution company. This is the case with Song Ya's songs, his A+ records and Sony Columbia Records each account for 50% of all records, and Sony Columbia Records then pours the copyright of all other songs except Benzi to Sony Music Copyright, and the management rights are also in Sony Music Copyright.
The third is the public performance right of the recorded work, which belongs to the singer who sings the song, but in specific practice, the weak singer often gives up this right to the production company, so it often happens that multinational music companies hand over the original song to another local singer in different countries to reinterpret it. But Song Ya and Mariah Kelly are not in this case, they both have the right to perform their own songs publicly, and other singers must obtain the consent of both of them if they want to cover them, except for non-profit private covers, but strictly speaking, it is not possible to infringe on the copyright of the recording work of the second part, and the accompaniment has to be done by yourself.
The deal between MJ and Sony Columbia Records is for the second part of the copyright.
"What are you going to do?" Mariah Kelly asked.
"I don't know, I haven't thought about it yet, Daniel is following up, and he'll let me know when there's a suitable opportunity." Song Ya replied.
"It's nice to have Daniel as president." She said.
Indeed, if the current president is still Motula, the two of them are estimated to have been suppressed and struggling, how can they be so comfortable as now.
Mariah Carey turned on the shower head, and the sound of water sounded, "I just want you for my own, More than you could ever know , Make my wish come true, All I want for Christmas, Is youuuuuu......" and began to sing in the bathroom again.
"Christmas songs?" Song Ya frowned: "Didn't you reject this album?" β
"Who told you to have a baby with another woman, I was so angry that I agreed to Daniel after I returned to New York, I wanted to use music to forget you, hum!" She continued to sing: "I just want to have you by my side, to make my dreams come true more than you can imagine, and at Christmas, all I want is you, only you......"
"Wow, that's not forgetting my words, it's not the right word." Song Ya laughed.
"Walt and I wrote it together, and it only took fifteen minutes, but Walt wasn't quite happy with the accompaniment, and he was changing it."
"Uh...... All right. β
"When does it snow in Chicago?" She asked.
"It's definitely going to fall in November, sometimes even earlier."
"So I'm going to shoot the music video in Chicago? It should be in time for the song to be released before Christmas, right? β
"yes, sure."
She had something to do, Song Ya was relieved, and after spending a few sweet days of leisure time together in New York, he said goodbye to his fiancΓ©e who started recording work, and continued to embark on the arduous dance of my life's soundtrack album and movie promotion itinerary.
"Long time no see, Jeffrey."
He also takes care of business along the way, such as coming to Sunnyvale after doing activities near the Chinese-American community in San Francisco, and his relationship with Palm should be a certainty.
"Hello, APLUS." Jeffrey Hawkins welcomes him, Jimmy, and the others into the office.
"You're so alive here." Song Ya sat down and praised that Palm had completely come out of the haze of failed PDA projects and now expanded the company to focus on software development and licensing services for other large companies.
"For you." Jeffrey Hawkins handed Song Ya a HP 200LX that had just been released, a horizontal flip PDA, the upper cover is a black and white LCD screen, and the lower cover is directly a PC keyboard similar to a conventional layout.
"Wow."
Song Ya feels that this thing is very close to the one that appeared in the original music video of Where Is The Love, and Palm has given up on the hardware plan, is HP the company that has really succeeded in the original world line? "Looks like I'm going to increase my HP stock when I go back." He laughed.
"Some of the functional modules use our software." Jeffrey Hawkins taught him to try out those features.
"Nice, nice......"
Song Ya had no intention of playing with these things, and after a few perfunctory praises, he asked directly: "Jeffrey, listen to Jimmy, you want to sell the company?" β
"Uh......"
Jeffrey Hawkins glanced at Jimmy beside him with some disgust, "I don't want to hide it from you APLUS, it's like this, I and the management have reached a consensus on this matter." β
"Why not continue to pull investment? With our current development situation, I can easily help you bring in the next round of investors, and I can continue to follow up myself at a more generous price. Song Ya asked.
Jeffrey Hawkins shook his head, "I decided, I'm a person who is suitable for burying my head in technology, and worrying about the trivial matters of profitability and company management has made me physically and mentally exhausted in the past two years, so ...... You can rest assured that APLUS, I and the management will remain in this company after the sale of our shares and continue to serve the interests of you and other investors. β
"Don't be so hypocritical Jeffrey, Xerox's lawsuit scares you." Jimmy sneered as he half-leaned back on the couch.
"It's partly factorial."
Jeffrey Hawkins didn't retort, "You can exercise your investor's power APLUS, and when the time comes, you will have the priority to match the offer after we negotiate the acquisition with the next family, I like investors like you, but I don't like this nasty lawyer you sent." He pointed at Jimmy, who seemed to have been annoyed a lot lately.
"There's no room for manoeuvre?" Song Ya asked.
"It's basically gone, the results will be out before the end of the year, and I will let you know when the time comes, after all, I am the founder and controlling party of Palm." Jeffrey Hawkins said, "Trust me, your investment will pay off handsomely. β
"So be it."
Now that the other party has a showdown, Song Ya doesn't want to dwell on it anymore, "I'll wait for your good news, the first time." β
"Please rest assured."
In order to dance the film project of my life, Song Ya's 94 years of investment in the technology industry was lackluster, and this year's Silicon Valley can be described as changing with each passing day, with countless startups spinning and disappearing, and the industry constantly creating new tech heroes and billionaires, making him feel like he picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon.
In addition, he didn't get any new foreshadowing from the apocalypse, and those new songs basically didn't involve the MV of future technology products, or there was no MV at all, and the apocalypse movie cat-and-mouse game told the story of the sixties and seventies in the United States, and it was impossible for new computers and laptops and mobile phones to appear like dancing out of my life.
Oh yes, the music video for the symphony Baba Yetu is made using full 3D technology, so companies related to 3D image production technology may be able to observe, but there is SGI in the industry, and Hollywood special effects production companies that use 3D technology are in the hands of powerful people such as Steve Jobs, James Cameron, etc., and they can't afford it.
Leaving Palm and continuing in Sunnyvale, he chatted with Mark Anderson at Mosaic Web Browser and learned that their first official product would be available in October, and then moved on to the American Music website.
Delay built a large, simple office building here, which was empty, and Song Ya could feel the cold wind when he walked through the hall on the first floor, and the second floor was where the staff worked, mostly women, slowly typing paper text in front of the computer, and many people still used the two-finger Zen used on old-fashioned typewriters.
"Not bad?"
He was accompanied by DeLay to visit the website, and the layout was very simple, but the online database function of the American music magazine was basically realized.
"It's not bad, the land here is bullish all the way." Delay thought he was asking about the price of the land.
"I said website."
"Well, basically, there are very few views, but the click-through rate of the gossip column is much higher than that of regular content." DeLay showed him.
Originally, there were very few people who subscribed to the American music magazine, and Song Ya had nothing to complain about, and most of the content of the gossip column was provided by its Hollywood tabloid Louise report, and they would send less aggressive manuscripts on a regular basis, and then enter them into the network from here.
Song Ya always felt that something was wrong, and clicked on a touting article that danced out of my life's box office hit and asked, "Can't you add a comment function below the article?" β
βBBSοΌβ
"yes, BBS forum-style." Song Ya said.
"I'll ask, call Miss Yan in."
Delay asked the secretary to call in a Chinese woman, in her twenties, with long black hair, no makeup, and a blue shirt on her upper body that was the cheapest style, very plain but unexpectedly pretty, with big eyes sparkling and a heroic look between her eyebrows, which made her feel very comfortable.
"Miss Yan, Red Yan? Or Yan Hong, who is a Ph.D. candidate at the State University of New York......" said Delay.
"Hello, can I call you Yanhong? What exactly is the word? Swallow's swallow? β
"Yes, Mr. APLUS, the swallow's swallow, the red of the red."
The two shook hands, Song Ya tried in Chinese, but did not expect that the other party's Mandarin was very standard, but the speech and behavior were a little funny, just like a robot standing in front of him.
"The boss wants to add a comment function under each gossip article, is it convenient to do so?" DeLay asked.
"Yes, just ...... like this" Yan Hong immediately crackled on the keyboard and explained the technique.
"Don't be restrained, Miss Yan, I'm just asking, I don't want to hear the specific details." Song Ya smelled the faint fragrance of shower gel on her body, and looked at her with a smile with interest, her figure was also great, tall and with perfect curves.
"Uh...... Good. The other party withdrew his hand, his face flushed slightly.
"What exactly do you do in my company?" Song Ya asked.
Data Retrieval.
"Miss Yan Hong is an international student from China, and she has already obtained the office of Dow Jones Company as a short-term summer job with us." DeLai helped: "Some users reported that it was inconvenient to query past articles of Amerika Music, so I asked her to help add a module to search the database by keyword, and she is an expert in this area." β
"Short-term work? Is Miss Yan Hong interested in staying in our company? Song Ya continued to ask in Mandarin.
"Uh, sorry, I've already talked to ...... over there"
"Wow, what a pity, Dow Jones & Co.? That's good. β