Chapter 65

"So, you're going to make the voice clearer and more penetrating, but you want some parts of the audience to feel like they're from the far end, don't you?"

Walter's small office, where he and his men are discussing technical issues with Sonya, a Columbia Records lawyer and Hayden are sitting in the other corner, chatting in a whisper.

"I guess so. How can I describe it It's like It's like there's a mist between me and the audience, you know what I mean? "

Song Ya tried his best to describe the feeling of the original song.

"I understand, I understand." Walt looked at the mix bull next to him.

"Try the iron cage first." Mix Daniel shrugs.

"Check Miss Kelly's itinerary for me." Walter immediately picked up the phone and said something.

"Nourishing..." The fax machine in the room started to work and contracts were spat out.

Song Ya took over from al. After a close look, Goodman's trial contract had been revised in many places, most of which were minor details. However, there was a sentence that "creation" in "the first single and all the songs created before the release of the first album" was changed to "lead singer", so his scope of responsibility was greatly reduced.

"No, I didn't notice this before. Fortunately, there was Goodman, otherwise I couldn't write songs for other record companies before the first album was released..."

He glanced at his opponent's lawyer and handed him the contract.

"Not bad."

After reading the revised version, the lawyer flicked the contract with his finger and said, "yes, I will print the official text according to this."

As soon as he left the room, the phone rang again. Walter picked it up a few times, and then said to song ya, "it's just that the cage has three free days. Kelly has gone to promote."

"Wow, so I'll use Maria Kelly's studio, right?"

Song Ya knows what Walter means. Four of Maria Carey's first songs have the momentum to win the billboard list in turn. She is the fastest rising female singer in the whole rice field, and she is also recognized as the successor of diva. Think about the first time I met her in Detroit, the other party was still a newcomer. Only a few months ago

Sony Columbia is so popular, and she has an affair with President motura. The studio she uses must be one of the best in the world.

"It's only three days. You have to hurry up. It's better to start tonight." Walter cautioned.

"Thank you anyway, Walter."

The two sides also communicated a lot of technical problems, mainly at the request of song yati. The other party outlined the way to achieve it. Several hours later, the lawyer sent over the contract text, which had been signed by motura.

"It turns out that motura is in this building..."

It seems that he is still a small role for motura. Song Ya carefully checked all the texts before signing his name.

As for the ifeelitcoming, the producer a + records and song ya, the author, lead singer and producer, can get 70% of the total, and Sony Columbia Records, the publisher, can get 30% of the total. This is a very standard distribution contract. Of course, Sonya also had to pay for the temporary help of Walters' men, the rental of Sony Columbia recording equipment, and other miscellaneous costs.

"Happy cooperation." People shook hands.

"That's just a little talk?" Hayden laughs with song Ya privately.

"Maybe Sony Columbia has a different definition of being mean." Song Ya also laughed.

In the evening, song Ya came to the recording studio named "iron cage" below.

He walked into a very large old fence elevator. Instead of Sony Columbia being unable to replace the new elevator, he deliberately made it look like an old one. He spared no effort to meet the overall style of the "iron cage". He was very rich and generous.

It was taken to the upper floor by the elevator. It was worthy of the name of the iron cage. The semicircular recording studio was very small. When you stood inside, you would feel like you were locked in a cage. According to Walter, it was specially designed according to Maria Kelly's voice characteristics.

Because of its small size, except for the microphone, there is only a long table behind the glass opposite the control room outside, with some small items on it, and nothing else.

Song Ya picked up a calendar beside the white porcelain cup. Besides the handwritten itinerary, there were also some capital words for self encouragement.

"Don't touch any of Miss Kelly's personal belongings, aplus!" Walter's warning outside.

"Well, OK." Sonya put the calendar down.

The control room, which is mainly made of imitation wood and light yellow, is very large. The sofa against the wall has no sense of existence. The whole room is full of various equipment on the side of the recording studio. In addition to some top brands that can be called names, many are simply smooth metal boxes with their names and labels on them. Some of them are equipment that has not been publicly listed by various companies, some of which have not been publicly listed It was Sony Columbia's technology team that made it."Let's get started." Ordered Walter.

Song Ya opened his voice and recorded a small section.

When I went out to the control room, I put on my earphone and listened to it. It was really different. The right echo design of the iron cage made the finished product have an overwhelming sound pressure effect.

"And then we did as we thought before..." The big bull over there played another version after preliminary post-processing.

"Wow..." Song Ya found the misty feeling of the original song reappeared.

Song Ya made a few suggestions, went in and recorded it, and then came out to brainstorm with Walters and their colleagues, and then revised Gradually, the completion of the task of the cattle have finished work, the control room less and less people.

"That's it." Walter looked at the dusty delay who came in with his bag on his back. "If you are satisfied, you can record it like this."

Songya looked at the clock on the wall pointing to five in the morning. "I'm satisfied. Thank you, Walter."

Walter patted the back of the left behind worker who had fallen asleep in front of the mixer. "Ask him if you have any questions about the operation of the equipment. Three days. Remember, only three days."

"I understand."

Song Ya sent him out of the door, came back and said to delay, "let's continue."

"Can you hold on?" Delay put the bag next to Al, who was lying on the sofa and snoring.

"I'm sixteen years old, delay." Song Ya pressed the pager with a smile and asked for some food and coffee. "You just heard that. We only have three days."

Three days later, song ya, who had only been sleeping for a few hours, finally got the version he wanted. After sleeping on the sofa, delay would take all the mother tapes to do the final mixing and editing.

I don't know how long he slept, and he heard al outside the door arguing with a woman.

"This is my studio! I'm going in! "

"I don't care what aplus he is! No one is allowed to use my studio! "

"I don't care, Idon't know him!"

When the door is pushed open, Sonya sees Maria Kelly, who is usually dressed in her home clothes, come in angrily. Walter follows her in embarrassment, "three days..." He pointed to the watch on his wrist.

"Damn it, I overslept." Song ya got up in frustration, and somehow, seeing Maria Kelly's angry look, she burst out laughing again.

"It's you! You laugh again Mariah Kelly recognized him, and was about to cry. She rushed forward and slapped Sonya with her hands like a fly, "you laugh at me again! You laugh at me again! Don't laugh

"I apologize, I apologize! I don't laugh anymore... " Song Ya rolled up her things with a grin and was driven out of the door.

Before the door is closed again, "Tommy! Walter he... " She's already dialed her cell phone and started complaining.

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