Chapter 257: Winning the Prize
Her live strength Song Ya is never worried, Sony Columbia Records has made careful preparations for this performance, after the host announces the curtain, the stage lights are all dim, and then the curtain slowly opens, and the musicians and the huge harmony group stand in two rows with a red background, and the curtain perfectly forms a pyramid shape, which is also the basic lineup of her MTV unplugged concert next month, and they have been practicing with each other for a long time.
The musicians and harmonies are not lit, only showing black silhouettes, this visual design highlights Mariah Carey the most, as the accompaniment sounds, she changes into a black high-forked skirt and black silk stockings and elegantly holds the corners of the skirt, and walks to the center of the stage, the diamond jewelry on her neck, ears and wrists shines, and even more sparkling is her singing voice, the ultra-difficult If It's Over is performed by her to perfection, and her peers are convincing by a series of high-pitched transitions and terrifying sound pressure. Especially the long E5 in the final stage, Song Ya, who was already very professional, listened to the numb scalp.
After more than three minutes of singing, all the audience stood up one after another, applause thunderous, Roberto Clevell whistled loudly, "Her performance today is fantastic, fantastic, bravo!" He sighed.
Last year's Mariah Carey was still a little nervous and young, but this year she has evolved to have a domineering and confident attitude that dominates the audience, and even seems to have enough energy to spare, she should be very proud of her performance, and after the end, she stood in front of the microphone for a few seconds and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thankfully, hip-hop saved you trash." Quincy Jones applauded and complained to the rapper next to her.
Will Smith and the others all laughed, and Song Ya in the front row also subconsciously touched his nose.
The Best Male and Female Pop Singer award is probably the heaviest award outside of the four general categories, and when it was about to be awarded, Mariah Carey had already changed into a new evening dress and quietly sat back.
"You're amazing today, Mimi."
"The live performance just now was very good, and I feel like it's not even inferior to the studio version."
"With the performance just now, she deserves to be the best female pop singer for a second time, and no one will gossip afterwards."
Song Ya, Walter and others complimented one after another, not sycophants, all from the heart.
"I think so." Mariah Carey pulled out a small note and raised it, then squeezed it in her hand.
"The nominees for Best Female Pop Singer are: Mariah Carey, Emotions! Oleta Adams,Get Here! Amy Grant ,Baby Baby! Bonnie Raitt,Something to Talk About! Whitney Houston, All the Man That I Need! ”
The award presenter opened the envelope, "The final winner is ......"
Song Ya sat up straight with her, showing the best state in front of the camera, because of a mole on the left corner of her mouth, she subconsciously tilted her head slightly, so that the most satisfactory right part of her face was photogenic.
“Bonnie Raitt ,Something to Talk About! Congratulations! ”
The guest read out the winner's name aloud, not her.
"Keep smiling." Song Ya raised her hand, covered her mouth with applause, and whispered.
She didn't answer, just stood up with everyone, squeezed out a smile and applauded.
"Thank you." Bonnie Raitt, who was swept away by Warner Records in the 80s due to alcohol and drug problems, released a series of wonderful music works after nearly two years of successful addiction, and became popular again.
The Oscar and Grammy judges loved this kind of inspirational story the most.
"We still have a chance." Song Ya, who was away from the camera's attention, sat down and spoke comfortingly.
Her smile was still frozen on her face, and she didn't respond, and Walter sighed straightly, this award is the main direction of Sony Columbia Records, and even if it is lost, it is impossible to win a general award without much effort.
Subsequently, Michael Burton, another main attacker, won the Best Pop Male Singer Award as he wished.
Another hypocritical stand up, applause, congratulations.
Song Ya took the opportunity to observe, she seemed to have lost interest and just wanted to get out of here quickly.
"Come on, wait." Roberto Clevell also found out.
"There should have been some tickets, Mr. Motura will take care of it." David Cole scanned the room and whispered.
A hand from the back row pressed on Song Ya's shoulder, it was Russell Simmons, and he leaned into Song Ya's ear, "Can you feel that she is suffering, right?" Boy, you'll have plenty of opportunities to feel the same way in the future, I promise. ”
"Why don't you go back and eat your own X?" Song Ya glanced back at him, of course, even swear words had to be said with a smile.
The other sneered lightly, tapped his hand on the shoulder a few times, and sat back.
"Nominated for Single of the Year: Brian Adams......"
The single of the year is given to singers and songwriters, so there is a long list of nominees for each list, only Songya and Mariah Carey are the most concise, just the two, "APLUS and Mariah Carey, lyrics and songs APLUS!" ”
Song Ya turned her head and looked at Mariah Kelly, "Where's your little note?" He asked with a smile.
Mariah Kelly flipped her clapping palm over, and the note was pressed against her thumb.
The two of them smiled.
"The winner of the best single of the year is ......" The guest opened the envelope and subconsciously glanced over to this side as the tone dragged out, and Song Ya felt Mariah Carey's body immediately straighten.
"Empire State of Mind, from Mariah Carey and APLUS!"
“Ho!” She was happier than Song Ya, bounced up from her seat and waved to everyone in the audience with open arms.
"Congratulations."
Song Ya was so confused by the applause that she couldn't hear anything clearly, so she just kept hugging, shaking hands, and thanking the people around her.
"Congratulations."
Quincy Jones's old face was still smiling brightly, and Russell Simmons's superficial skills were not so good, and his smile was a little ugly, and he also stretched out his hand.
"Thank you." Song Ya quietly gritted his teeth and squeezed his hand with almost all his strength, so that he could see how the strong man with a height of 1.9 meters retaliated against.
The corners of the other's mouth began to tremble.
Refreshing!
"APLUS......" Mariah Carey hugged before he let go of his hand and hugged her, "This is your Mimi." ”
"It's ours." She said emotionally.
Song Ya felt that she was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly disengaged, "Let's go on stage." He smiled and opened the way first, walked to the aisle, and the two kept greeting and shaking hands with the people on both sides.
Walking under the stage, Song Ya turned slightly sideways, gentlemanly let Maria Kelly go to the front, and held her waist.
"You come first." After accepting the congratulations of the award presenters, and when they retreated to the back row, Song Ya also took the initiative to take a step back to the side, allowing Maria Carey to stand alone in front of the stage and deliver an acceptance speech.
"Uh-huh, Ho! I'm so excited, wait......"
Mariah Carey pressed her chest and calmed down before unfolding the note, "I want to thank the Grammys organizers first ......"
While she was talking, Song Ya looked at the star-studded audience, Quincy Jones and Russell Simmons were no longer acting, and the two of them were talking with a solemn face. At the edge of the first row, he even saw the conspicuous Mira, who was dressed very solemnly today, her eyes were empty, and she was lazily clapping with others, not knowing what was going on in her mind, and she was oblivious to the cameraman who was very clever approaching her to shoot.
He also saw Shirley Fleming, an old lady standing next to a group of classical musicians smiling and clapping gracefully at herself.
Song Ya beckoned to her, and Rick Robin, the owner of Def American Records, was pointing at his chest and shouting at himself, probably telling himself to wait and not forget to thank him.
and Brian Adams, Whitney Houston, and others, who are also unemployed.
"Finally, I would like to thank APLUS, my best friend and best talented musician, and his Empire State of Mind, which is like a custom ...... for a New York girl like me."
After Mariah Kelly finished speaking, she tearfully gave Song Ya a big hug.
"Uh-huh, thank you."
Song Ya took the place she had given up, and calmly pulled the microphone to the height that suited her, "I also want to thank ......"
He read aloud the memorized thank-you message, "Thank you, Ms. Shirley Fleming, and Mr. Rick Robin, hi Rick......"
He smiled and beckoned to Rick Robin, "Thank you to my family in front of the TV, of course, I can't do anything without the support of Sony Columbia Records, thank you to Mr. Motura, Walter, Roberto, David, ......"
"And finally, of course, Miss Mariah Carey, and I can't think of anyone else who could have performed this song so perfectly......"