The Greatest Showman (Big Play Bone)
Chapter 145: Sparks burst
Pushing open the door again, looking at the chaos in the corridor, as if traveling back to the sixties, the era when hippies and anarchy/governmentism were popular, Andy looked at the hot milk in his hand-glass, fresh milk , Just heated from the microwave, and even a little hot, he held it carefully in the palm of his hand... He felt that he had suddenly retreated back, feeling like a rookie nanny. Hunting "ΔWenwang WwΔW. "LieWen. Cc
This kind of work can only be done by a young agent who is just a fledgling agent. After climbing to the top, all the trivial tasks are handled by the assistant. Even if Lan Li doesn't have an assistant, he does. However, from yesterday to today, it was all a sudden situation. He has not been to the company so far. In an emergency, he can only do it himself.
Andy couldn't help but shook his head, he still had a lot of things to deal with, how could he stay by Lan Li's side all the time. Now send this cup of hot milk, and then go back to the company and send the assistant.
Pushing open the door of the recording studio, Andy saw Herbert pressing his right hand on the red button, and said hoarsely, "...The bass track here is still too loud, I will try to lower it a bit."
Before he finished speaking, Lan Li, who was sitting in the recording room, answered and said, "The drums are also reduced. I think it destroys the texture of the electric guitar, which is a bit annoying. For the main song, I still hope to use the guitar strings. Mainly, otherwise it will destroy the artistic conception of the whole song."
"However, if you want to arrange a richer, thicker and more layered composition, then you must avoid having only the string sound of an electric guitar."
"No, no, that's not the case. After you turn down the drums and bass, and then add the level of sound and melody when you sing, the whole song will be enriched and the three-dimensional sense will be stronger." Herbert still wanted to argue, Lan Li shook his head, "Well, let's try both methods, we will know how the effect is?"
Herbert looked up to the sky with a long sigh, and when Andy thought he was going to be on fire, he nodded and gave an affirmative answer, "Let's try it."
Andy was a little surprised. Herbert is a well-known top sound engineer in the industry. He has been in the Sound City in the late 1980s. He has participated in the production of albums by big-name bands such as Nirvana, Guns and Roses. He is not only experienced, And talented. Herbert is a famous hard-bone, stubborn temper and strong personality. During the recording process, he often scolds the singer directly.
But the brief confrontation between Renly and Herbert just now turned out to be Herbert...has compromised? This is really unexpected.
Andy couldn't help but became a little curious. He stood by and listened. The melody of "Cleopatra" was played three times, but Andy couldn't tell the difference. Isn't it the same track three times?
Taking advantage of the gap, Andy sent the hot milk over and gestured to Lan Li. But Lan Li just nodded, said "thank you", and then urged Herbert to play the second track once. Andy feels that there should be nothing wrong with him here, he can retire and go back to the office temporarily.
But before Andy turned and left, there was a quarrel behind him, "This is a ballad, a ballad! What I need is simplicity and purity. After the arrangement is too technical, it destroys the original emotion..."
"But if the arrangement is too thin, it is not suitable for the emotional expression of this song. If you are like Bob Dylan and rely only on the acoustic guitar to convey the sad emotions, then there is no problem, a guitar is enough. Yes. But the problem is..."
"The problem is that the emotion of this song needs to be slowly tasted by the audience, not fanned by the melody. It is not a song that will burst into tears after listening to it. That special emotion is for every audience. It's completely different, I don't need to guide it artificially!"
"However, if the arrangement is not modern, the market will not accept it!"
"Aha! Now it's your turn to tell me to be more modern? You tell me to be accepted by the market? Hello, are you aware of where we are now? Mr. Herbert Jones!"
Andy's departure can't help but pause, his brows frowned, and he strongly doubted whether this place would become the scene of the murder, and then the City of Sound finally closed like this.
Turning around, Andy saw Herbert propped his hands on the sound console. The anger on his face was clearly visible under the dim light, and the terrifying eyes flashed with the stormy sea. If it weren't for the glass, I'm afraid he At this time, he rushed to tear Lan Li into countless pieces, and the air in the recording studio instantly solidified.
But Lan Li did not show any weakness, his eyes rounded, and he met Herbert's gaze without arrogance. The wall hit the wall and confronted each other. The tight body seemed to be ready to fight immediately. Even if he rolled up his sleeves and went straight into battle, he didn't hesitate to do so.
The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder, and a little spark can turn the scene into a disaster.
"Pop!" Abruptly, Lan Li took a step forward and said excitedly, "Division, we divide the melody into divisions, the bass part is played by an electric guitar, the high part is played by an acoustic guitar, and then an acoustic guitar As the main melody, the drums and keyboard are used to enrich the movement in the bridge connecting the verse and the chorus. How about?"
Herbert still held his hands straight, and his brows were still tightly entangled. The tense emotions were touched. Suddenly, he patted the table again, and the ashtray was turned over and hit the carpet, silent. There was no sound, but soot and cigarette butts were scattered all over the floor, "Let’s try it!"
what?
Andy feels that he can't keep up with his thoughts a little bit. The last second is violent, and the next second he is happy? The artist's creative mode is really confusing.
After looking back, Andy felt that he was too surprised, as if he had returned to the way he had just entered the industry, and the emotional ups and downs were almost out of control, which is really unaccustomed. Looking at Lan Li, who once again devoted himself to guitar playing, Andy had to admit that signing this brokerage contract was his boldest and most unconventional decision in the past five years. If Lan Li, who went slanting forward, would lead him in the end. He had no clue as to where he was heading, which caused his panic.
Perhaps this is a good thing.
Taking a deep breath, Andy didn't hesitate, and quickly left the recording studio, left the city of sound, and regained his usual composure and calmness.
"Very good, very good." Herbert and Renly did not notice Andy's departure at all. Strictly speaking, they didn't even notice Andy's return. Lanly's greeting was just a subconscious move. "Just follow Let’s go in this format. We’ll start recording the singing part now. Are you ready?"
Lan Li put the guitar aside, stood in front of the microphone, and nodded to Herbert, and then heard Herbert's voice in the stereo, "This is your first time in the studio, so let's try it again. Please find the feeling of recording, I will listen to the characteristics of your singing. Relax and treat it as an ordinary performance."
Lan Li made a gesture of "ok" and put on the earplugs. In an instant, the whole world was quiet. It was a kind of extreme silence, as if he was surrounded by a group of people, there was no sound, even himself. Can't hear the voice. This feeling is really wonderful, and then the clear and cheerful melody came from the earplugs, and it went directly into the brain from the ear without hindrance, as if surrounded by the melody in the boundless darkness, which made people unbearable. I just want to wander in the ocean of musical notes.
Herbert sat down again, lit a cigarette, relaxed his tight thoughts a little, and planned to listen to Lan Li's first performance in the mood of an audience rather than a sound engineer.
The recording studio in the City of Sound is an extremely cruel place. It can amplify every detail in the singer’s voice, with both advantages and disadvantages, just like tearing apart all the clothes wrapped around the body. The feeling of growing red fruit often severely hits the singer's confidence, but it is also the basis for recording great music. Therefore, Herbert needs to get a good understanding of Lan Li's voice in order to prepare for the subsequent recording.
"I used to be Cleopatra, I used to be a young actor, when you kneel on my bed, begging for my hand..."
Lan Li’s voice came from the speaker, with a hint of hoarseness in its mellowness, like an airplane cloud on the edge of the sky, dragging it lazily, but it was stained with a soft golden color, and it was immersed in the melody. Come; there is a trace of fragility in the fullness, especially in the high-pitched part, the voice becomes light and thin~lightnovelpub.net~The hoarseness is beginning to be amplified, and there is a vague danger of breaking the sound, which seems a bit harsh , But the wonderful thing is that that little bit of fragility is magically integrated into the music, and easily hit the softest part of the heart.
Without too much skill, just like a real bard, giving up all the fancy and glitz, just relying on the original heart to wander the world, abandoning the true appearance after carving and piling, but it is completely natural and flowing. All in one go. He just stood on the spot, with a light, a voice, so simple, so simple to the extreme, but he burst out a melancholy warmth, a touch of sadness sandwiched in it, narrating that it belongs to him, to her, to belong Someone’s story.
"But it's too late, it's all too late, I missed the love of my life. When I die, I won't miss it again."
Suddenly, a thin layer of water mist floated in the bottom of my eyes, and I lost my helmet and abandoned armor unexpectedly; the turbulence in my chest blocked my throat, and the mixed emotions could not be expressed in words, and they could only follow the melody. Shen Shen, like a dead leaf in a long river, clear and translucent, deep and warm.
The cigarette at his finger was still burning, and the long soot finally couldn't hold it, and it fell on the carpet. Herbert suddenly remembered Lanly's insistence just now: what I need is simplicity and purity. Now, he finally understood.