Chapter 624: The Fourth Chicago Conference
Pablo is in prison, Lowry Jr. still has some distant relatives in Chicago, and in the past few days, many people have gone to Barron's law firm, just thinking about whether they can get a share of the inheritance of the singer's relatives.
Two days after Hamlin's remarks, Barron came to pick up Songya with Al, Tony, Silencer, and others to Pastor William's church, where Lowry's relatives, friends, and some fans took turns keeping a vigil, "His house on the West Side and other properties he sold for the sake of the lawsuit, and the cash and savings were confiscated by law enforcement because of the alleged transfer of funds from the account." When I went to San Diego, all his valuables were gone, and he should have been taken away by his henchmen. β
Barron said while driving: "He is quite attentive when he is out and about, but only when he is sober, and it is difficult to say when he drinks too much or is too high, so he can't be sure that one day a woman will come to him with a child in her arms, and he also thought about this after being shot by his braggart dad and made a will." Since there was almost no other inheritance, the long-term income from the singers and lyrics of all his musical works was the only thing of value, which was managed by Pablo and me according to his will, and Pablo could share about thirty percent and other relatives a dozen percent. The remaining 50% depends on whether there are biological flesh and blood to receive it, and if not, it will probably be divided according to this proportion after ten years. β
"According to his method of spending money, this money will not play much role at all, but it is a very good windfall income for ordinary people, and it will be a long stream, and he can get several royalties of varying amounts from the distribution company and BMI and other institutions every year."
"Tony, silencer, sorry." Barron turned back to the two and said, "He left you a few pieces of beloved and valuable jewelry and musical instruments in his will, but alas, none of them can be found. β
"It's okay, just know that he still remembers us."
Tony and Silencer nodded tearfully, no matter what, the relationship between little Lowry and the two of them used to be sincere.
"That's just the proceeds, Pablo can only wait for the money, and can't interfere with the management of the track." Linda interjected.
"Yes." Barron replied.
Song Ya listened to them chatting and silently settled the score.
Singers and songwriters have little influence on the management of the tracks, especially those like Lowry, who can only listen to the conditions negotiated by the production company and the distribution company. Now half of the copyright and track management rights of Lowry Jr.'s first album belong to Baidai, and all the rights and management rights of the released and unreleased singles after the second and second albums belong to Atlantic Records, which is still in the record contract, because A+ Records has the copyright of the first half of the album purchased from Old Joe Music, so if you want to release a selected commemorative album for Lowry Jr., these three need to sit down and talk.
Little Lowry only has the first second-hand store in his first album, and the overall quality of other songs is far inferior to those in his second album, after all, Atlantic Records is much stronger than Old Joe's music, but if a commemorative album can't get around the second-hand store, the three parties can only choose to cooperate, and it should not be difficult to negotiate specific interests.
"APLUS, KID, IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME." Pastor William and Aunt Susie were waiting in the church, the security work had been arranged, a large number of reporters were taking pictures from a distance across the road, Song Ya didn't look at them, and accompanied Tony with a sad face as they walked in, and Little Lowry's coffin was parked in the middle, and some men, women, and children were sitting inside, most of them should be little Lowry's distant relatives.
As Tony lined up to see his remains, Linda's cell phone rang.
"NAS, what?"
Song Ya took this opportunity not to look at Little Lowry's face, and walked to the corner of the church to answer the phone.
"You're looking for a braggart daddy, he's by my side." NAS said, "Now I'll give him the phone?" β
"Okay." Song Ya agreed.
βYOγβ The voice of the braggart daddy came.
"Well, you know that little Lowry is dead now, and I don't plan to continue the fight, so I'm inviting you to come to Chicago in two days for a meeting here, and we all shake hands." Song Ya said: "I will also invite Sugnette, in terms of security, I will guarantee it with my reputation, and then ...... I wrote a song for little Lowry, you can choose one of its singers to participate, male rapper, count it as my sincerity, how about it? β
"I can't ......"
The braggart dad said, "It's not that I don't have the courage to go, I have a case on me and can't leave New York." β
"You can send someone who can represent you." Song Ya said.
"I'll think about it."
The braggart dad thought about it and responded, then returned the phone to the NAS.
Song Ya and NAS went to sit next to Aunt Susie, and after a while, Escubus also helped to contact Sugnette, and Song Ya communicated again with the same words as braggart.
"APLUS, WHAT'S LEFT OF YOU CHICAGUERA KILLING?" Sugnett was much more annoying than Daddy Braggart, and he asked in a slick voice, "I guess you're begging for mercy, or maybe you killed little Lowry?" β
"Whatever you think, Suge, little Lowry is dead, I'm tired, and I won't rap gangsters on my next album, let's just have a meeting and talk face-to-face."
Song Ya lowered her profile, "Didn't you always want to participate in the Chicago meeting?" β
"Or move to Los Angeles." Sugnet's old words are repeated.
"I don't dwell on this right now, but I might be reluctant to put it in Los Angeles to brag about my dad." Song Ya said.
"He's going too?" Sugnette asked.
"He has a case on his back and can't leave New York, don't you want to go to New York for a meeting?" Song Ya asked rhetorically.
"What am I afraid of......"
"I'm going to go to New York for the second Hip Hop Awards in April and humiliate that guy on Daddy's turf, and you'll be waiting to see what happens," Sugnette said. β
This guy is really a bastard, Song Ya took a deep breath, "I won't participate in that award this year, and I don't want to get involved in the matter between you." If you want to hear it, I can show some respect for you in the media, Suge, I do respect you, you can feel it before, right? β
"You help me deal with him." Sugnate was whimsical.
"I don't help anyone, isn't there enough blood shed inexplicably? I advise you to be as enlightened as MC Hammer, anyway, I don't like to use violence to solve problems, I really don't know about Sinaloa, I swear. Love and peace, don't we all like to talk about love and peace? Song Ya said.
"Hey, hey, okay, I'll take someone."
Sugnette was satisfied, "It just so happens that I want to go and see that madman in Sinaloa, where is he buried?" β
"Huh." Song Ya also sneered, "Then you have to bring enough people and guns to Chicago." β
"Just kidding, we Blood Gang also respect him, even though he gave us a few shuttles." It's rare for Sugknight to say something a normal person would say before hanging up the phone.
At the end of January, before heading to Los Angeles for the AMA awards ceremony, Song Ya finally brokered the biggest Chicago conference to date.
"Welcome brothers from the East and West Coasts and the South to chilly Chicago ......"
As usual, in the conference room of A+ Records, all walks of life gathered, only BABYFACE was absent, he has always avoided people like Sugnette, and Escuber did not come, but the reason is that he has no record release plans in recent years.
"Let me introduce Sugnet, Drey, and Snoop Doggs from Los Angeles."
"Dion Wilson and ...... of Chicago"
"Terrence Howard of Philadelphia."
"Miami's Huang Yuan and Atlanta's ......"
"LL Cool J, NAS, and Biggie ...... on the East Coast"
Considering that the personalities of the people present were a little impulsive, the big black Biggie who had helped the braggart dad block Sinaloa's bullets was always glaring at himself, and Song Ya did not specifically talk about the issue of the joint announcement of the record, but simply coordinated the peace declaration to be released to the reporters outside the meeting.
As one of the conditions, he even gave Sugnette the errand of reading the manifesto.
The guy didn't make much of a fuss, just deliberately replaced some words in the script, such as replacing African-Americans with NGers, and Song Ya and the others gathered behind him, palms facing inward, and solemnly gestured to indicate peace, until he finished reading it to the reporters' flashes and cameras.
After that, there was a carnival party, and Song Ya asked Old McCreary to set up 'heavy soldiers' to guard him outside and outside, for fear that something would happen at this juncture.
"Biggie, take a tour of my studio."
Song Ya and Snoop Dogg led Biggie, who came for the first time, into the deep sea recording studio and handed him the score of Dead and Gone, "You and Doggy are in charge of the rap part, and I am in charge of the chorus, and we'll take some time to record it." β
Biggie didn't reach for it, and without saying a word, she lifted her clothes, revealing the gunshot wound she had received from Sinaloa in the stomach.
Song Ya rolled her eyes, "Come on, let this all pass!" That's what I wrote this song for Biggie. Dead and GoneοΌ β