Chapter Eighty-Seven: Recording the Song and Unmasking
Lin Yuan asked with some curiosity: "By the way, the system, what are you going to use the money for my custom songs?"
Does the system cost money to upgrade?
Of course, the result was not like this, and the system's answer was somewhat unexpected by Lin Yuan: "Donate to the people who need it in this world." ”
It turned out to be charity.
Lin Yuan nodded and didn't say anything more.
The next few days were as usual, until April 18, another weekend came, and Lin Yuan finally informed Sun Yaohuo: "I'm going to come to the company, let's start recording songs today." ”
"That's it!"
Sun Yaohuo originally made an appointment with his girlfriend to go out to play, and now he was on his way to go, but when he received a call from Lin Yuan, he turned the car around without hesitation and hit the company with one foot on the accelerator.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
When Lin Yuan, who was waiting at the door of the recording studio, saw Sun Yaohuo, the other party was panting and breathing, as if he had exercised intensely.
"I didn't ...... thing. ”
Sun Yaohuo swallowed his saliva with difficulty, trying to squeeze out a smile, he would not say that he was afraid that Lin Yuan would be in a hurry, so he rushed all the way after arriving at the company.
"Can you sing?"
Lin Yuan opened his mouth to ask, he sent "Red Rose" to Sun Yaohuo a few days ago, and in the past few days, the other party should have practiced almost.
"It's like a stream. ”
Sun Yaohuo said seriously.
He got the lyrics and samples of "Red Rose" a few days ago, and after listening to the sample, the only feeling in his heart was:
It is worthy of being an envy fish!
Such a good song, if you can't sing it, then you will never sing your junior's song again in your life!
I don't deserve it!
Lin Yuan nodded and entered the main control room of the recording studio, where the staff were ready and skillfully put on the headphones.
Through the glass.
Sun Yaohuo in the recording room nodded to Lin Yuan, and conducted the first audition after the equipment was debugged: "I dreamed of the red line of the dream that I couldn't wake up, and I was under house arrest in the red line of the dream, and I was indifferent to all the stimuli and the pain of fatigue......
Lin Yuan didn't interrupt.
It wasn't until the other party finished singing for the first time that the recording engineer gave the first round of suggestions, and Lin Yuan added some thoughts on the side: "There is no problem with proficiency, but your voice is too open, the overall tone of this song is relatively depressing, and it is not enough to find the feeling of sadness tightly, you can hold it a little when you sing, and we will do it again." ”
Sun Yaohuo nodded.
The second time he sang, he used a more receptive way, but Lin Yuan still interrupted: "The emotion set by this song is that the tone is indeed a little depressing, but the repression is also hierarchical, and the level of the beginning part can be understood as grievance." ”
"Grievances?"
Sun Yaohuo nodded again.
When he sang the lyrics of the chorus, Lin Yuan put forward his needs for the third time: "What you can't get is always in turmoil, and what you are favored has no fear, this is the second level of song repression, which belongs to the lament after the grievance." ”
These recommendations are partly from the system.
Partly out of Lin Yuan's own understanding.
Lin Yuan recorded the song in this way before, he didn't need Sun Yaohuo to completely imitate the original singing, in fact, everyone has a more suitable way to sing songs, Zhang Bichen also sang "Red Rose" in his previous life, and the original version is a completely different feeling, but it is also very good, although Sun Yaohuo has the same vocal range as the original singing, but it is not to the extent that pure imitation is needed.
The same goes for later recordings.
Lin Yuan and the recording studio took turns to make requests, while Sun Yaohuo absorbed and understood these suggestions, constantly adjusting his singing, the recording studio and the scene are different, and the most far-reaching impact after the release of the song is basically the studio version.
"Then comes the third layer of repression. ”
"When I hold you from behind, I look forward to her face, and when you sing it in combination with the lyrics, you will find that the emotion expressed in the work is a faint self-deprecation, which does not need to be very strong, which is also more helpful for the inhalation and exhalation of qi. ”
"You don't need to use too many techniques. ”
"Most songs are to be sung with the mouth, assisted by feelings, this song is to be sung with feelings, the mouth is auxiliary, and the tone is gradually in the soft sigh, but never raise the tone, but let the sigh singing gradually become the kind of hoarse complaint......"
There are many suggestions given by the recording engineer before.
But what follows is basically Lin Yuan's explanation.
The recording engineer explains more from the technical level, and Lin Yuan explains from the song level, the former is more objective, and the understanding of feelings is more subjective, so Sun Yaohuo is the saddest thing about Lin Yuan.
"Failed again......"
"Fall short again......"
Lin Yuanguang didn't explain enough, and occasionally gave some singing demonstrations, and his voice problem prevented him from being a professional singer, but it was still simple to casually demonstrate a song with a low tune.
Demonstrate your voice.
Lin Yuan said: "Have you noticed, ventilate before singing, press down the air, you can change the breath after singing every sentence, and inhale and exhale according to the actual situation, if your mood arrives, I can accept the imperfection of your breath." ”
Sun Yaohuo only nodded.
Most composers are not as strict as Lin Yuan, and the opinions of singers on singing are mainly based on sound recordists, but Lin Yuan is different from other composers in that he has studied vocal music for many years, and if his voice does not occur, he will also be a very good singer, so his requirements and understanding of singing are beyond the reach of most composers.
In a sense.
The recording studio is also full of tool people.
Lin Yuan's kind of songwriting and arrangement is all-inclusive, and there are too few composers who are proficient in singing, if the composers are all like Lin Yuan, then there will probably be many people in the recording studio who will face unemployment.
"I won't record it yet. ”
After working for several hours, Lin Yuan finally proposed to rest, and at this time, Sun Yaohuo still did not reveal a version that met Lin Yuan's standards, but this was what Lin Yuan expected: "You should practice well in the next few days." ”
"Okay. ”
Sun Yaohuo prepares to "grind the shed".
The so-called grinding studio means to practice in the recording studio for a long time.
You can also practice singing at home, and you can practice singing at any time, but the recording studio has the best effect.
Because the equipment in the studio can feedback a lot of sound details, and the studio is watched by the studio teacher, who can give feedback on the singer's singing effect at any time.
Lin Yuan left directly.
In the following days, he didn't care about the recording anymore.
The recording of the official version will have to wait for Sun Yaohuo to thoroughly understand the song, anyway, Lin Yuan is not in a hurry in terms of time.
And at this time.
As the time enters the end of the month.
In the literature section of the tribal platform, the competition of thirty writers using short stories as weapons is finally coming to an end!
Some people even jokingly said:
This is the moment when the king is unveiled!