Chapter 10: Rap
Downstairs was blown by the cool breeze, Song Ya thought about it calmly, although he couldn't solve any practical problems, but the purpose of coming to consult was still achieved, at least he clarified the priorities of the matter, and he didn't have to smear his eyes anymore.
"According to Goodman's thinking, the most important thing at the moment is to record the demo of the song in the second-hand store first, and then take it with the score to the composers association for the record, and finally, find a reliable agent!"
As soon as he thought about it, he found a phone booth with yellow pages, flipped out the number of ASCAP (hereinafter referred to as the Society of Composers), and dialed it directly.
After a long wait, the phone was connected, and after the other party asked what he meant, there was a series of transfers, waiting, transfers, waiting......
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he began to plan the recording of the demo.
"For the demo, I can't handle the accompaniment, so I'm going to find someone to help...... Forget it, you can't get help right now. ”
In the past, Alexander Song was the main trumpeter of the school band, with good music and music literacy, and it was supported by this foundation, coupled with Song Ya's English level after the crossing, that he was able to castrate the original song of the second-hand store into a version suitable for this era, such as removing the inexplicable 'call' at the beginning, replacing the electronic music part, changing the incomprehensible stalk in the lyrics (it is very likely that there is no such thing in this era), and the 'honky' self-deprecation of the white lead singer and so on.
But these are not enough, Song Ya's musicality is scarce now, and his creative ability is obtained by 'apocalypse plug-in', many things are known but not why, recording demo belongs to the creative stage, and if outsiders intervene, it is easy to expose flaws.
Finally, there was a manager on the phone, and if you simply filed it, the basic process was very simple, the Composers Guild had an office in Chicago, and you just had to make an appointment with that side to go through the formalities.
"Then record a cappella demo, the time is tight, the school is well-equipped, but it's a bit difficult, you have to try it anyway. It's best to get it all done in one day, and take it over tomorrow for the record, if you can't catch up, you don't care about the demo, just record the lyrics and songs. ”
After making an appointment with the other party for tomorrow afternoon, he went to the flea market near Chinatown and bought two blank tapes and a very cheap plastic electronic watch, LCD screen, MIC, brand goods, CASIQ.
The morning passed quickly, Song Ya felt a little hungry, and the nearby Chinese restaurant was too expensive, so she finally found a white roadside stall and bought a hot dog to fill her stomach.
"I've spent too much money this morning, and alas, I'm so poor...... I guess it's a shame for the traverser. ”
He nibbled on a hot dog and rushed to the subway station, the apocalypse plug-in didn't know when it would come again, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't completely hang himself from a tree, "The lawyer is very good, Goodman is such a down-and-out lawyer, he takes thirty-five yuan for an hour of consultation, and sells ten yuan for a thin two-page paper...... Or would I go the lawyer's route? After all, lawyers have the saying that the ruling class of America or the spokesperson of the ruling class will not be fooled and lame after completing their studies. ”
It's only the ninth grade now, which is equivalent to the third year of Huaguo junior high school, it's still early, and recording the demo is the top priority, and Song Ya keeps beating on his legs with his hands on the transportation, and there are words in his mouth.
When he first crossed over, he didn't care about the original musical talent of this body, and he couldn't appreciate rap songs like 'chanting', but he never expected that after fighting for credits for nearly a month, he would finally have to work hard to get his musicality back and make a fortune.
Back at school, he went straight to the office to find a music teacher.
"I'm very ashamed of the carelessness of the orchestra when it comes to playing together."
"I regretted that I had relaxed my musical pursuits due to the improvement in my grades in other subjects."
"Please give me another chance!"
"Yes, I was a little unwell in the morning, I took a leave of absence, and now I'm better......"
"It's okay, I'm okay now, I'm totally fine, you see, why don't I give you a jump?"
"Well, I just want to borrow the instrument storage room and the equipment in it, and record something......"
"No, no, am I the kind of person who takes a girl to hide and snap?"
"You think too highly of me, I can't get the leaves...... Or something else......"
"I really, really apologize for my mistakes these days, and I vow to practice hard and get back to my level as soon as possible."
"I used to be your main trumpeter, give it another chance! Teacher! ”
"I promise I won't make another mistake...... Wow, where did you buy this chain? It's so beautiful. ”
"Yes, it's very flattering to you......"
"To be honest, I think that Cheryl teacher has bad taste...... Yes, yes, yes, her hairstyle with such big earrings looks ridiculous. ”
"She's completely incomparable to you!"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't comment on other teachers behind my back, but you know, I'm just upright, and I have a ...... to say"
After a basket of good words, I finally licked the music teacher and got the key to the orchestra's small storage room as I wished.
Lock the door, put the new cassette tape into Sony's dual-card recorder, and plug in the Canadian-made metronome.
“I'm gonna pop some tags,only…… Ahem. ”
“I'm…… No, no, re-record. ”
“I'm gonna…… I'm gonna…… Hey, wrong......"
Everything is difficult at the beginning, and there is no way to make mistakes, so Song Ya can only die. After class, the time for club activities has passed, and when the music teacher knocks on the door and comes in, a young man from the Chinese three-good Buddhist department has been forced to rap the road by the plug-in.
The finished effect is completely unsatisfactory, but it can basically match the score, that's fine, anyway, it is for the sake of copyright ownership, and the artistic value is not within his consideration.
After thanking the music teacher, he hurried home, and in the evening, pulled Tony outside and began a showdown.
“FXXXYOU!” When Tony heard this, he was really furious, which was completely within Song Ya's expectations.
In Tony's eyes now, the success of Lowry Jr.'s debut album is imminent, and it is sure that something will happen, when Lowry Jr. becomes a star, he follows behind to help and then waits for the food and spicy drink. And the fifteen-year-old brother in front of him took the first song that claimed to be a songwriter and said that he wanted to find a way to stuff it into Little Lowry's new album!
This is not called whimsical, this is called seeing money.
He thinks that Song Ya is the success of the little Lori, and thinks of an extremely clumsy and ridiculous reason to try to enter the market and share the money!
It's one thing to be Lori Jr.'s follower, it's one thing to help spend money, it's another thing to invade Lori Jr.'s core business and share the money together, Tony doesn't study well, but he's not stupid at all.
"You're such a scumbag, how can I have a brother like you, if you're not my brother, believe it or not, believe it or not, I'll screw your head off!" Tony grabbed Song Ya's collar with both hands and carried him in the air, "You...... How did you become so greedy...... Stupidity...... I've long since figured out that something is wrong with you, something is wrong. Where's that old Ali? ”
“Hey! Hey ......"
Song Ya didn't expect Tony's reaction to be so big, it seems that he really values the brotherhood with little Lori, "Don't be impulsive, you listen to my explanation, you will understand!" ”
"Say!" Tony put him down.
"Ahem, first of all, I can not inform you of this matter first, I originally planned to find a chance to meet the boss of Little Lowry Music Company first, but I still confessed to you first, because you are my brother, I respect you."
"Secondly, without the addition of my single, Lowry Jr.'s new album would never have been successful, because that day I overheard a conversation between Lowry's manager and the owner of the music company......"
"Seven thousand cassettes for the first time, no vinyl, no digital CDs, seven thousand cassette...... Is this what a successful album should look like? ”
"Why should I lie to you, it won't be long before the truth will come out."
"You give up all your friend positions, give up all emotional factors, just talk about things, you say that there are more than a dozen songs on this album of Little Lowry and Al, which one is good? Which song seems to be popular? ”
"The first college only sells 7,000 copies, is it possible for him to issue a second specialty? He lost money in the first specialty, and he didn't have a chance to send the second specialist, what did he use to support you and the 'silencer', and besides, he still had AK and El ......"
"Yes, yes, I've changed, I've become calculating, but this change is definitely a good thing for our family! I want to leave this ghost place as much as you do, do you want to stay in this ghost place for the rest of your life? ”
"The inspiration for this song was the last time I visited a second-hand store, which was the day I shot the MV......"
"Of course! I'll pack a ticket with you, my song can be absolutely absolutely popular! ”
"I was the main trumpeter of the school band, did you forget?"
"Well, you can believe it or not, and I don't expect you to believe it, but those who really know it will understand it when they hear it."
"Do you want to hear it first? Yes, I recorded a sample. ”
At the end of the day, it was really rapping and singing, Song Ya's throat was smoking, and finally fooled Tony into half-believing it and passed the test temporarily.