"According to Goodman's thinking, the most important thing at the moment is to first record the demo of the second-hand store song, and then take it with the score to the Composers Association for filing, and finally, find a reliable agent! "
When he thought about it, he did it. He found a telephone booth with yellow pages, turned out the ASCAP (hereinafter referred to as the Association of Composers) number, and dialed it directly.
After a long wait, the phone is connected, and the other party asks what he wants, and then a series of transfers, waits, transfers, waits...
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he started planning to record the demo.
"For the demo, I'm definitely not sure about the accompaniment. I can find someone to help... Forget it, I can't ask someone to help now."
In the past, Alexander Song was the main trumpeter of the school band. He had a good music cost and a good knowledge of music. It was supported by this foundation and Song Ya’s English proficiency after crossing the road, was able to castrate the second-hand store’s original song to suit this. The version of the times, such as the removal of the inexplicable "calling" at the beginning, the replacement of the electronic part, the change of the incomprehensible stems in the lyrics (probably not in this era), and the white lead singer The'honky' self-deprecating and so on.
But these are not enough. Song Ya's sense of music is sparse now, and his creative ability is derived from ‘Apocalypse Plug-in’. Many things know that they do not know why. Recording a demo belongs to the creative stage. If outsiders intervene, it is easy to reveal flaws.
A manager finally arrived on the phone. If you just file the record, the basic process is very simple. The Composers Association has an office in Chicago, so you can make an appointment with you to go through the formalities.
"Then record a cappella demo. Time is tight and the school is well equipped, but it's a bit difficult. You have to try it anyway. It's best to get it done in one day and file it tomorrow. If you can't make it, just ignore the demo and just file the lyrics and music."
made an appointment with the other party 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 time passed quickly. Song Ya felt a little hungry. The nearby Chinese restaurant didn't dare to enter. It was too expensive. He finally found a white roadside stall and bought a hot dog to fill his stomach.
"Too much money was spent this morning, alas, I'm so poor...it's probably the shame of the traveler."
He ate the hot dog and rushed to the subway station. The Apocalypse plug-in didn’t know when it would come again, and he couldn’t completely hang himself on a tree no matter what he thought. “The lawyer is very good. Goldman is such a desolate lawyer. Take thirty-five yuan, two thin pages of paper for ten yuan...or else, I'll go the lawyer's route? After all, lawyers have the saying that the ruling class or the spokesperson of the American ruling class. Being fooled and lame."
is only in the ninth grade, which is equivalent to the third year of Chinese junior high school. Everything is still early, and the recording of the demo is the top priority. Song Ya keeps tapping his hands on his legs and muttering words in his mouth.
When he first traversed, he didn't care about the original musical talent of this body, and he couldn't appreciate the rap songs like "chanting", but he never expected that after nearly a month of fighting for credits, he finally had to work hard to make music. Find it back and make it happen.
Back at school, he went directly to the office to find a music teacher.
"I am very ashamed of the inattentiveness of the orchestra."
"Because of the improvement in other academic subjects, I relaxed my pursuit of music, I regret it."
"Please give me another chance!"
"Yes, I was a little uncomfortable in the morning, so I asked for leave, I am better now..."
"It's okay, I'm okay now, I'm completely better, look, should I give you a jump?"
"Well, I just want to borrow the instrument storage room and the equipment in it to record something..."
"No, no, am I the kind of person who takes girls to hide and sex?"
"You look at me too high, I can't get a leaf...or something else..."
"I really really apologize for my mistakes these days, and I swear I will practice and recover as soon as possible."
"I used to be your main trumpet player, give me another chance! Teacher!"
"I promise I won't miss another tone...Wow, where did you buy this necklace? It's so beautiful."
"Yes, it suits you..."
"To be honest, I think that teacher Cheryl's taste is really bad...Yes, yes, yes, her hair style with such big earrings looks ridiculous."
"She can't compare with you at all!"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't comment on other teachers indiscriminately behind my back, but you know, I'm a straightforward person, and I have something to say..."
A basket of good things was said, and the music teacher was finally comfortable, and he got the key to the small storage room of the orchestra as he wished.
Locked the door, put the newly purchased tape into Sony's dual-card radio recorder, and plugged in the Canadian metronome.
"I'mgonnapopsometags, only...cough cough."
"I'm...it's not right, I'll record it again."
"I'mgonna...I'mgonna...hey, **** wrong..."
Everything is difficult at the beginning, and there is no way to make mistakes, Song Ya can only die. get out of class time passed, and club activities time passed. When the music teacher knocked on the door and came in, a young man from the Chinese three-good Buddhist department had been forced to rap by the plug-in.
The effect of the finished product is completely unsatisfactory, but it can basically match the score, so that's fine. Anyway, it is to prevent copyright ownership, and the artistic value is not in his consideration.
After thanking the music teacher, he hurried home and pulled Tony outside in the evening and began a showdown.
"FXXXYOU!" When Tony heard it, he was furious, which was completely within Song Ya's expectation.
In the eyes of Tony now, the success of Lori's first album is very close, and it is certain that something will happen. When Lori becomes a star, he will follow behind to help and wait to eat and drink. And the fifteen-year-old brother in front of him, holding a song known as an arranged lyrics and music, said that he would find a way to put it into Lori's new college!
This is not called whimsical, it is called seeing money open.
He thought that Song Ya was jealous of Little Lowry's success, and thought of an extremely awkward and ridiculous reason to try to get in and divide the money!
Becoming Lori’s attendant, helping to spend money is one thing, invading Lori’s core business, and sharing money together is another. Tony doesn’t study well, but he’s not stupid at all.
"You are really a scumbag, how the **** do I have a brother like you, if you are not my brother, believe it or not, believe it or not, I will screw your head off!" Tony grabbed Song Ya by the collar with both hands and carried him. Hanging in the air, "You...how did you become so greedy...stupid...I have long discovered that something is wrong with you, something is wrong. Where is the previous Alex?"
"Hey! Hey..."
Song Ya didn't expect Tony's reaction to be so big. It seemed that he really valued his brotherhood with Lori, "Don't be impulsive, listen to me and you will understand!"