Chapter 389: Ninety-Three Grammys

At the end of the month, before preparing for the announcement of Fergie's new album, all the women gathered and there were midterm exams, and Xue Linfen and she had to get a lot of medical examination reports, Song Ya had to take time to go to Los Angeles to attend the Grammy Awards.

The Sacred Auditorium on the 24th is star-studded, and the benefit of holding a ceremony in Los Angeles is that Hollywood stars are back to join in the fun.

This year his Where Is The Love was nominated for the award for Single of the Year, but there was no chance, and there was little suspense about Tears of Heaven by guitar god Eric Clapton, a song he wrote for his dead son the year before, and everyone was embarrassed to snatch the award with great fanfare.

There is also a nomination for Best Rap Performance, which is part of his relationship with Rick Rubin, and this year it is his turn to be his singer Sir Mix-a-Lot.

So he's definitely going home empty-handed this year, Mariah Carey has a chance to win Best Female Pop Vocalist again, and she was also nominated for Best Rhythm & Blues Band, and I'll Be There, this award is unlikely to be won, first, cover tracks, and second, choral partner Trey Lorenz is not eligible for the award in all aspects.

"APLUS, WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO LATELY?" took Phigi and Al, Delay, and Common across the red carpet, and only he and Fergie were stopped by the outfield host for an interview.

"Go to school, you know." He and the two hosts laughed, "And I'm helping Fergi make her first album, and you'll see it next month." ”

"Really? Fishy, what do you think of your debut album? Although there was no prior communication, the host began to help Fergie build momentum with great interest.

"It's going to be cool, I promise, I'm going to try a lot of styles on the album, and you're going to be able to surprise you when the time comes,......" Phigi began to say excitedly, a little quick and a little verbose because she was nervous.

Under the guidance of the hostess, she began to talk about the huge high heels on her feet, "No way, APLUS is too tall." Fergie clasped her hands a little tighter, with a sweet expression, "He also wrote a song for me, ...... next month"

"Okay, then I wish you a great sale of the new specialty." The male host interrupted her, "APLUS, I HEARD THAT YOU SPENT YOUR MONEY ON A CHEMICAL PLANT, WHAT DO YOU THINK?" "He deliberately made a 'WTF' or something like that.

"Well, I've had a good income in the past two years, but I'm too young and I have to go to school, so I choose to trust professional managers......," Song Ya replied.

"That's why you're running out of T-shirt production?" The other party still asked in a joking tone.

"Haha, please give me a little room to make mistakes when you're young." Song Ya smiled and resolved.

"Okay, thank you APLUS, and Fergie." The female host said to the camera, and when the two walked into the auditorium, the male host looked at their backs and said, "There is a very loving height difference." ”

This time, the seat assigned was far away from Mariah Carey, who was with the singer of Sony Columbia Records, and the momentum was huge, in addition to Celine Dion and others, who were also nominated, MJ would also appear in the front row seat over there, and now his seat is temporarily empty, but Brooke Smalls has appeared next to him.

I thought he wouldn't come, but he came suddenly, Song Ya felt a little weird, it stands to reason that he reconciled with the Grammys for a chicken legendary award, which is almost MJ's voluntary submission.

"What's wrong with you?" Fergie noticed his trance.

"Nothing."

Song Ya turned her head to look for someone in the field, there will be many old faces every year, and there will be many new faces, the good news is that it is also far from the two old nasty ghosts of Quincy Jones and Russell Simmons, but Mira is not seen again, because this year's awards ceremony is held in Los Angeles, Mrs. Shirley Fleming and her friends are not there.

Mariah Kelly was also looking back for herself, and the two met their eyes and exchanged a regretful look.

"Is it because the location is not good?" Fergie also found out that the two of them are also at the top this year, but they are not in an area that is easy for the camera to catch.

"I don't have a good chance of winning a prize this year." Song Ya plans to directly establish a communication seat with the organizing committee next time, and she can't wait stupidly for Sony Columbia Records to be set wherever it is.

“APLUS。”

Rick Rubin and his Sir Mix-a-Lot walked up to him and sat down, the two of them competing for the prize, but Song Ya backed down.

"Rick, does that trick of yours work?" Song Ya was referring to the operation he sent CDs and magazines to the judges.

"Who knows, you'll have to wait and see."

Rick Rubin wiped his beard, and this time the large drink glass in his hand was finally gone.

This year's lineup is strong, in addition to last year's big winner Natalie Cole, Celine Dion, Red Hot Chili Peppers, En Vogue, Billy Lesles and more will take the stage to perform.

For the first time since her debut, Mariah Carey has not had a Grammy appearance.

"Did Motura find something?" He secretly beat the drum in his heart, thinking of his seating arrangement, "I hope not, I'm not ready to ...... now"

He's a little preoccupied, and he's not in a good position, so he's just thinking about his own business, but Phigi keeps grinning, always keeping a perfect smile, and every opportunity to be on camera is in the best possible condition.

Wait for the camera to move away, "Wait, don't show a disappointed expression." He reminded Phigi and Al and the others sitting in the back row.

"Why not you ......"

Fergie is holding grievances for him, "Best rap performance, nominees are ......"

The hip-hop awards came soon, and he immediately tilted his head and put his face together with Phigi, smiling handsomely at the camera.

"The winner is: Sir Mix-a-Lot!" The award presenter read aloud.

"Congratulations!"

As the music plays, Sir Mix-a-Lot cheers excitedly, and Songya, Fergie, and the others all come forward to congratulate and hug.

When he walked up to the stage, "Congratulations Rick." He told Rick Rubin that the two had the same magazine, and that they had a strong alliance with each other at the awards ceremonies.

"Thanks, APLUS, this year is a great opportunity for Sir Mix-a-Lot, those popular gangster rap stars didn't make it, and the nominees LL Cool J and MC Hammer guys are actually out of breath."

Rick Rubin saw it very accurately, and the Grammy judges hated gangster rappers, so they would rather let the old guys hold the nominations than give the likes of Drey, Escubber, and 2PAC a chance to show their faces.

Of course, there are also reasons for this because Quincy Jones and Russell Simmons are very influential at the Grammys, and there are many more opportunities for related singers like LL Cool J or Will Smith than others.

Those two guys are also looking at this side, and they are not happy if they don't get the award, especially Russell Simmons, who has a knot with Rick Rubin, whose face is the same as last year and not very good-looking.

"This stupid X."

Rick Rubin smirked his chin over there, "Did you hear that?" Russell Simmons' Def Jam record suffered a huge loss last year, and they're almost finished. ”

"Really?" Song Ya has been staring at his enemies all the time, "but I've heard that he has a big business, magazines, TV shows, movies, trendy clothes and even jewelry......"

"But this guy is long gone on the record, his company is now difficult to even produce a platinum record, but it's a pity how brilliant Def Jam was in the 80s." Rick Rubin still has a lot of affection for the record label he founded.

"That's for the best." Song Yaba wished that those two guys were bankrupt.

"Hey, hey, hey." Rick Rubin smirked.

This year, Maria Carey also did not receive anything, losing two nominations to Kd lang and Boyz II man respectively, and Song Ya, that is, the single of the year, really lost to Eric Clapton.

However, the Chinese cellist YOYO won the award again.

"You can actually mobilize the media to cry out for you."

The relationship band Red Hot Chili Peppers also won the award, and the satisfied Rick Rubin came up with an idea of apology for Song Ya, "Where Is The Love was so popular last year and had such a great social influence...... I guess a lot of people will be upset about you. Calling out for grievances is also beneficial for the Grammy judges to give you some benefits out of compensation in the future. ”

"I know, and my agent advised me to do that." Song Ya really plans to complain publicly, at least not to make the judges feel that they are honest people who can be wronged, which is not a good thing.

"But the degree must be grasped well." Rick Rubin reminded.

"I will, thank you Rick." Of course, you can't make too much trouble, otherwise you will look too ignorant......

The Legend Award was presented by MJ's sister, DIVA Jenny Jackson, and the TV picture was frequently given to Brooke Shields next to MJ.

"Look at how happy she is." Fergie was very unimpressed, "Did she make any achievements on her own?" She said.

"Celebrities are not like this, in the final analysis, they are still attached to their families, parents or men." Rick Rubin replied, "It's enough to enjoy this much-anticipated moment." Mira seems to be following this path as well. He said.

Fergie's hand on her arm quietly began to squeeze, pinching.

"Uh......" Song Yahe quickly changed the subject, "How can MJ's speech keep mentioning children, and it was the same in Oprah's interview last time." ”

"Is there something wrong?" Rick Rubin asked.

"It's too high, I don't feel normal." Song Ya replied.