Chapter Seventy-Four: The Debut
In the last few days of 1990, Song Ya was busy flying, going back and forth in the South Pacific, meeting around New York, partying in Chicago, watching the football game hype, and after getting the fourth Apocalypse song, he locked himself in the Hilton suite and concentrated on changing the lyrics.
This rap song for Jordan is full of names, some of which are of the singer's band and singer, such as Fort Minor, Mike Shinoda (Mike Shinda), Tak, RYU, etc., and some of which are unknown, such as S.DOT, such as Crystal Method, and some song titles that have not been heard before.
Song Ya plans to apply these names to the people around him, and the lead singer Mike Xintian naturally replaced it with his own APLUS, coincidentally, looking at Mike Xintian's appearance and name, it seems that he is also an Asian mixed-race, of course, Song Ya thinks he is much more handsome than him.
The part of the white singer RYU, Song Ya is ready to let Dilai sing, this guy has lost his girlfriend who has been sharing joys and sorrows for many years because of the party he held, and he is very miserable, and now he is falling into a period of self-blame for not controlling his lower body, and he is depressed all day long, just give him some sweetness to inspire.
Naturally, the black singer Tak's part went to Al, a loyal henchman who was not yet able to get an A+ audio salary like Delay, and was currently living on the cash that Song Ya occasionally threw at him, and it was time to give him something in return.
The rest of the lyrics had to be revised, and he was thinking about it, and it was best to hook up with Jordan, after all, he was the key to his own apocalypse.
“APLUS! Yesterday's recording of the game, watch? Al was knocking on the door outside.
"Of course." He paused for a moment and walked to the living room of the suite.
Hayden and the head of Columbia Records publicity were all there, along with Tony and 'Silencer', while DeLay was leaning against the windowsill, staring blankly into the distance.
"Hey! Delay! Don't do this, I've got to go to perform across from Old Joe's Records in the evening, you have to brace yourself, don't mess me up! ”
Song Ya hurriedly spurred him.
"Oh." He didn't move.
Song Ya could only throw out the reward first, "I watched the competition yesterday and conceived a rap song, which I am going to sing together when the time comes, and then put it in my first album, if you do this again, you will not have your share." ”
This time DeLay moved, and he turned his head to look.
"My good brother, do you have my share?" Tony pounced.
"How about you appear in the MV?" Song Ya pushed him away and glanced at Al beside him, who was looking at him pitifully, "For El's sake, it's just us." ”
"Thank you...... COUGH, THANK YOU, APLUS. Al choked up.
"You deserve it, Al." Tony put his arms around him, "I know, you should have made a name for yourself with little Lori, we owe you." ”
"Yay!" 'Muffler' agrees.
"I don't owe him, hey!" Song Ya complained in her heart.
"Al, you can also find an agent, if you sing the chorus, there will be some money involved." He said to Al.
"I'll just listen to you." Al is still so upright.
This time it was Hayden's turn to look at it, Song Ya didn't see it, turning over the New Year, it was only more than three months before the contract with Hayden expired, and he didn't plan to show mercy to the renewal negotiations at that time, Hayden has been getting more and more inadequate since he took Mira's line, and his ass often doesn't sit on his side.
"Well, there's no rush yet, we'll talk about it then." Song Ya put this matter aside first, and watched the replay of yesterday's ball game intently.
Tony and 'Silencer' tacitly did not invite songs for little Lowry, and they also knew that Song Ya and the other party did not have a good relationship, as Little Lowry's follower and Song Ya's brother, they had to choose not to intervene.
"I see you!" Tony yelled.
Not long after the opening, the camera swept to Song Ya, who was still a refreshing match of the usual jacket, T-shirt and jeans, and had a black and red hat with a bull on his head.
"You're photogenic my brother!" Tony's mouth couldn't stop.
"Hehe, it's kind of like a hybrid of Denzel Washington and Zunlong." said the head of publicity for Columbia Records.
"Who is Zunlong?" Denzel Washington Songya knew that he really didn't know who Zunlong was.
"The protagonist of the last emperor, in 88, won nine awards including Best Picture and Best Director at the 60th Oscars."
"Wow......"
Song Ya complained about the 'silencer', "Why don't you rent this kind of movie?" Always show me the plumber. ”
The 'silencer' didn't reply, just laughed very lewdly.
When the game officially started and the picture cut to the direction of the broadcast station, Song Ya had no chance to show his face, and the person in charge of publicity fast-forwarded the videotape, and it was not until halftime that Song Ya appeared again in the TV screen.
The two hosts of NBC (National Broadcasting Corporation of the United States) were talking about the gossip of the celebrity audience in the VIP seats on the sidelines, and they recognized them one by one and came to Song Ya, "Who is this boy?" Do you know each other? "I don't know." A simple two-sentence dialogue has been passed.
The person in charge of publicity turned off the video, "That's all we can do in our PR, at least it can arouse some people's interest in you." ”
"Okay."
Song Ya feels that Columbia Records is also dedicated, considering that this is the first year that NBC has just taken the broadcast rights from CBS (CBS).
At 6 p.m., on MTV, the MV for I feel it coming began to air.
After watching the MV for more than four minutes, "Is this girl the one you brought to the party that day?" It's so spicy! Tony slapped his forehead, "Was she the same girl in the New York hotel last time?" ”
The eyes of the head of publicity and Hayden were focused on Song Ya.
"I want to rip your mouth apart sometimes, Tony." Song Ya gritted his teeth and said.
But today without Tony, when it comes to the first live performance in an underground nightclub, Song Ya can't control the scene by relying only on DeLay and Al.
At nine o'clock, everyone drove to Lao Qiao Music, and Hayden and the head of publicity did not let them follow.
It was Carl who opened the door, but this time, his fierce face showed a look of embarrassment, "It's not convenient today, there's a quarrel above." He said, standing in the door.
"Who is arguing with whom?" Tony asked.
Everyone heard the RAP tone of black women, and the voice came from upstairs, and words such as rolling, inverted voice, and drug use could be heard very clearly.
"1,2,3,4......" Karl snapped the fingers of his left hand.
"1, 2, 3......" and then he withdrew a finger, "1. A finger stretched out from his right hand.
It seems that the four aunts have infighting, and Song Ya has always slipped away when encountering 'poison', "Then let's not go up, Tony, let's go directly to the underground nightclub." He bumped his fist at Carl, "Take me to say hello to old Joe." ”
Karl nodded and closed the door.
Everyone went around to the back door of the underground nightclub opposite, and Big A was smoking and bragging with someone at the door.
"Why are you here so early?" He led Song Ya in, "I was going to wait until ten o'clock for your turn, APLUS." ”
"It's okay, is it safe today?"
Song Ya walked into this nightclub for the first time, except for the broken and broken, mottled walls, random graffiti, dim lighting, and even no professional dance floor, just an ordinary basement structure, a small stage is located in the middle of the front, and there are several load-bearing pillars in the space where other crowds gather, causing the stage to not even be visible from some angles behind the columns. There is a serious imbalance between men and women, and the vast majority of them are young black men.
This kind of is actually not a nightclub, it can only be regarded as an old-style dance hall, because it is impossible to get a license from the city government to sell alcohol, but no one in this lawless place in Nancheng will pay attention to the government's regulations, Song Ya noticed that many people are holding beer in paper cups in their hands, not to mention the diffuse smell of leaves, and there are also colorful small 'sugar pills' openly taken out of their arms and swallowed in their mouths.
But this time, Song Yake couldn't slip away.
"There's no such thing as safety here." Big A said, pointing to the load-bearing pillar closest to the stage, "See that pillar?" Don't mess with those who lean on it, that's the only rule here. ”
Song Ya fixed his eyes and saw that Kenneth, the big man of the hell bobtail, was lazily leaning against the pillar, indeed, it had the best view of the stage, closest to the back door, but from the main entrance, it was just in the blind spot of the vision, which was suitable for both advance and retreat.
“YO! APLUS! ”
The big guy also saw Song Ya, he beckoned, and Song Ya had no choice but to go over.
The big guy pulled him into his arms and patted him on the back, "Kid, thank you for the money you made for Lao Qiao's music, and you haven't forgotten this place since you became famous." ”
"Of course, I'm from Nancheng." Song Ya hurriedly expressed his loyalty.
"Go ahead, come on stage and show your hand."
The big guy is the big guy, and he has no qualms about Song Ya's rejection of Lao Qiao's solicitation last time, pointing to the stage.
Tony and DeLay have moved in and set up the equipment.
Big A jumped on stage and picked up the microphone, "Everybody! The rough voice of the host of the boxing match was learned by him well.
and so on to attract the attention of the people in the field, "Second-hand store! He raised a hand and gestured to the GD's gang.
The crowd responded with a 'HO' sound, and the atmosphere began to become enthusiastic.
"To De Klerk!"
‘HOOOOOO!’ Again, there was a chant.
"The songwriter!"
‘HOOOOOOO! ’
“APLUS!” Big A pointed at Song Ya, and Song Ya jumped on stage.
"Bring us a song I feel it coming!"
‘HOOOOOOOOOO! ’
Song Ya took the microphone from his hand and sang in front of the crowd for the first time, his heart was pounding, looking at the NGers below, much more nervous than the last time he gave a speech at school. And I've been too busy lately, but I really haven't been fully prepared, and when I think about this, I get even more nervous.
"Don't be nervous, I'll play a version with pads (some passages in the accompaniment are the original notes, usually the ones that are difficult to sing)." DeLay leaned in close to him from behind and whispered.
“OK。” Song Ya nodded at him.
Dilelay went back, and the two of them adjusted slightly, and the prelude sounded.
Song Ya's body swayed slightly with the singing, controlling herself into a state, "Tell me what you really like, Baby I can take my time......"
The four-minute song was quickly sung, and he was swinging his body the whole time, without any interaction with the audience.
Fortunately, everyone gave face, and the big guy took the lead and applauded.
Of course, don't expect the atmosphere to be so hilarious in this style of song.
Suddenly, a young black man climbed up from under the stage and got a microphone out of nowhere, "YO! APLUS! You sissy! What kind of music you sing! I ......"
As soon as she heard his rap tone, Song Ya knew that she had encountered a stunned green porcelain challenge, but fortunately, she had been prepared, and she would not be almost cried on stage like little Lori.
Tony jumped up, grabbed the man by the waist, and pulled him off the stage.
"You're messing with my brother!? Well? ”
The iron fists of him and the two former rugby players of 'Silencer' rained down, "Tell you to disturb my brother's field, you disturb my brother's field." ”
The crowd below flashed a big circle and watched the excitement, all of them were so happy, the two of them beat and scolded, a fat beating, and the big guy even kicked twice in person.
"Hoo ......"
Song Ya let out a long sigh of relief, turned around and made eye contact with Delai and Al, this debut ...... Considered a success......
Right?