Chicago 1990

You've been scared of love

And what it did to you

You don't have to run

I know what you've cough... Stop, I drink.

Tony and the others went to the notebook, and Dile's synthetic sound was also prepared to make do, there are still many unsolved difficulties that can only be taken slowly.

Hayden called and said that after another month of Thanksgiving until February next year, it is the awards season for record awards. At that time, the senior management of the record companies will be very busy, and it is best to get the semi-finished products before Thanksgiving.

That being the case, Song Ya was not prepared to delay any more, and officially entered the recording studio.

Soon, he discovered the shortcomings of this body, his voice is good, but after years of specializing in the trumpet and neglecting singing practice, it is almost impossible to rank among the top singers in his life.Almost all top singers in the United States have been practicing vocal music since they were young. Even if they are born in grass-roots, they can show their potential beyond their peers in choirs or choirs at the age of twelve or three at the latest. After excavation, talent, hard work and luck are indispensable, and finally it is possible to reach the top of the pyramid.

He has been unable to return to the past to build a foundation, and he is also focused on his studies and business. Even if he practiced hard during this time, it is still far from enough.

When he really tried to reproduce the height of the original singing, all the problems that he didn't feel during the previous recording of the demo and practice appeared. When dealing with various small details such as vibrato, he lost everything. The second half of the song began to be obviously unstable. Will swallow syllables such as Z and K at the end of words unconsciously...

And just like before, I stopped when I encountered a slightly difficult place, and I could only drink water quickly to hide the embarrassment.

The original singer is a pyramid-tip singer, and he can confirm now, even if this apocalyptic song is not difficult at first glance.

"Okay, let's take a break." Dilay in front of the mixer turned off the accompaniment. "Is one minute okay?"

"I feel like you can't APLUS..."

Al's voice came over, and he spoke much more directly, "Why don't you record a sentence? The flaw can be solved by later repair."

"In that case, what should I do in the future?" Dile asked.

Al had an idea, "If you feel like you can’t sing, just avoid it. If you forget the words, point the microphone down the stage. If your breath is unstable, wipe your sweat. The audience will think you’re just tired. ."

"That's something only singers who have been famous for a long time or have given up on themselves!"

Di Lai strongly disagrees, "This is the first song of APLUS. If the first shot fails, the outside world will be labeled as a studio singer (a derogatory term for a singer who sings in the studio). He will be finished later."

"Emmmm..."

Song Ya didn't think he would be over. He calmly considered it. Although the original singer is a top singer, the traces of post-processing are also everywhere. There is no reason that he, as a plagiarism party, can still think that the blue is better than the blue. "In fact, one sentence Sentence recording is nothing, right? The focus of my song was originally on electronic music, and there are many places modified with electronic music in the later stage, and there will be scenes later, no matter how hard it is to reproduce the effect of the finished product, so..."

"You are the boss, you have the final say." Diley replied quietly.

"Let's record a sentence first." Song Ya made a decision, "Recording and practicing, now the first task is to get a semi-finished product out, so I can take it to New York."

The recording continued, and the progress of recording each sentence suddenly accelerated. After each sentence was recorded, Song Ya would communicate with them about post-processing issues.

"Fix it, I always sing this sentence badly."

"These tails should be a little bit current."

"These two sentences are turned into electronic sounds,

"These two sentences will also be transferred, but there will be some changes..."

Probably to keep the progress of two days and one section, ten days later, in a professional mixing studio in Chicago, the semi-finished version of I feel it coming was released.

"Wow..." Hayden finished listening, "It feels completely different from the last demo, although it is still very MJ."

"Removed the blues accent and the more electronic MJ..."

Dile murmured, he was still worried about Song Ya's scene, "Don't stop practicing APLUS."

"Don't worry, I have high demands from myself." Song Ya calmed him, "So... no problem?"

Dile nodded.

"I think it's good." Al said.

"Very good, although I don't understand it very well, I can also feel that there are very new ideas and progress." Hayden complimented as usual.

The next day, Song Ya took Hayden, Al and Song Asheng to New York.

The four enter the SBK headquarters, and Song Ya first visits Daniel alone.

This time, Daniel was silent a lot. In the past, Song Ya was most afraid of Daniel's long talk about him, always mentioning the spirit for fear of being fooled by him. Now he feels that Daniel, who talks less, is even worse, because it means that he has lost value to him.

"Give you."

Daniel first handed him a ticket, which was the ticket to the 33rd Grammy Awards to be held in January next year.

"Wow...Do I have a chance..." Song Ya was anxious.

"Don't think about it. Ninety-nine percent has no chance. Milla, Lori and you have no chance." Daniel slammed cold water.

"that?"

"Points, remember? You can earn points once you go, and there may be a day when you can accumulate enough points..." Daniel said, "If you don't go, not only will you not get points, you will also be on the jury The impression points will be deducted."

"Yes, I'll go." Song Ya carefully collected the tickets and handed the semi-finished record of I feel it coming to the other party.

Daniel quietly listened to the song for more than four minutes, then took off his headphones, "Two years?" He uttered two words.

"I don't want to set a special time for Daniel." Song Ya also crossed his bottom line.

Daniel shrugged and said nothing, very absent-minded.

Song Ya was very disappointed, and put out the idea of ​​talking to Daniel about Robert before coming. The tacit cooperation of two multi-platinum singles seemed to have failed to accumulate enough points in Daniel's heart.

The next step is pure business. This time I brought Song Asheng here to settle the share of the first one million sales of De Klerk.

The average price given by SBK is 6 and a half yuan. Song Ya’s royalties for lyrics and music are 12% plus the producer’s 3%, which can get 975,000 from the sales of 1 million copies.

Second-hand stores are still slowly moving towards sales of 3 million copies. With the release of the Lowry II album again in December, it is estimated that the sales of singles will slow down.

Two million copies to De Klerk are estimated to be available, and the specific amount has not yet been determined. However, the better than second-hand stores is that the sales momentum in Europe is very good. Europeans don't like the rap music of second-hand stores, but to De Klerk. It seems to have an appetite for Europeans.

Song Ya didn't ask Song Asheng to force SBK to check out, but this time it wasn't counted as SBK's active release of kindness, but because of Mila's urging.

As Song Asheng and other financial personnel arrived at the scene one after another, a tall forty-year-old white male strode in.

"Hello, Daniel!"

He has a loud voice, with a small accent, and wearing an expensive light-colored custom-made suit, he stretches out his hand as soon as he enters the door and walks straight towards Daniel.

In appearance... Well, it should be Milla's father, Mr. Jovovich, who almost went bankrupt in an investment company in Los Angeles.