Pushing open the door again, looking at the mess in the corridor, it was as if he had traveled back to the 1960s, when hippies and anarchism were popular, and Andy looked at the hot milk in his hand - a glass, fresh milk, He had just heated it from the microwave, and it was even a little hot, so he carefully held it in the palm of his hand... He felt like he was a rookie babysitter because he suddenly went backwards.
This kind of work, only a fledgling small broker will do it himself. After climbing to the top, all the trivial work is handed over to the assistant. Even if Renly didn't have an assistant, he did. However, from yesterday to today, it was all an emergency. He has not been to the company so far. In an emergency, he can only do it himself.
Andy couldn't help shaking his head, he still had a bunch of things to deal with, how could it be possible to stay by Renly's side all the time. Now send this cup of hot milk over, then go back to the company and send the assistant over.
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'll try it at a lower volume."
Before he could finish speaking, Renly, who was sitting in the recording room, continued, "The drum beat is also turned down a little bit. I think it destroys the texture of the electric guitar, which is a little annoying. For the main song, I still want to use the guitar strings. Mainly, otherwise it will destroy the mood of the whole song."
"However, if you want to arrange a bit richer, thicker and more layered, then you must avoid only the strings of electric guitars."
"No, no, that's not the case. After you turn down the drums and bass, and then add layers of sound and melody when you sing, the whole song will be enriched and the three-dimensional effect will be stronger." When Herbert still wanted to argue, Renly shook his head, "Well, try both ways, and we'll know how it works?"
Herbert raised his head and sighed, and just when Andy thought he was going to get angry, he nodded and gave a positive answer, "Then give it a try."
Andy was a little surprised. Herbert was a well-known top recording engineer in the industry. In the late 1980s, he rolled around in the City of Sound. He has participated in the album recording production of Nirvana, Guns and Roses and other big-name bands. Not only is he experienced, And talented. Herbert is famous for being stubborn, stubborn, and strong. During the recording process, he often scolded singers and cried.
But in the brief confrontation between Renly and Herbert just now, the result was that Herbert... compromised? This is really surprising.
Andy couldn't help but also became a little curious. He stood aside and listened. The melody of "Cleopatra" was played three times, but Andy couldn't tell the difference at all. Isn't it the same track three times
Taking advantage of the neutral gear, Andy brought the hot milk over and gestured to Renly. But Renly just nodded, said "thank you", and urged Herbert to play a second track. Andy felt that he should have nothing to do here, and he could retire and go back to the office temporarily.
But before Andy turned to leave, 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's not suitable for the emotional expression of the song. If you're like Bob Dylan, and only rely on the acoustic guitar to convey the sadness, there is no problem, a guitar will Enough. But the question is…”
"The problem is, the mood of this song needs to be tasted slowly by the audience, not fanned by the melody. It is not a song that brings tears to the eyes after listening to it. That special mood is for every audience. It's completely different, and 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 modern? You're going to tell me to make the market acceptable? Hello, do you realize where we are now? Mr. Herbert-Jones!"
Andy couldn't help but paused as he left. He frowned slightly, strongly doubting whether this place would become the scene of a murder, and then the City of Voices finally closed down like this.
Turning around, Andy saw Herbert's hands on the sound console, the anger on his face was clearly visible in the dim light, and his terrifying eyes flashed with stormy waves. At this time, he had already jumped up and tore Renly into countless pieces, and the air in the recording studio suddenly froze.
But Renly didn't show any weakness. With round eyes, he met Herbert's gaze without being humble or arrogant. Head-to-head, wall-to-wall, confronted tit-for-tat, his tense body seemed to be ready to fight immediately. Even if he rolls up his sleeves and goes straight to battle, he doesn't hesitate.
The air smells of gunpowder smoke, and a little spark can turn a scene into a disaster.
"Crack!" Suddenly, Renly took a step forward and said excitedly, "Branch, let's play the melody part, the bass part is played by the electric guitar, the high part is played by the acoustic guitar, and then the acoustic guitar is played. The sound of the melody is used as the main melody, and in the bridge section connecting the verse and the chorus, the drums and keyboards are used to enrich the movement. How about it?”
Herbert's hands were still supported straight, his brows were still tightly entangled, and his tense emotions were on the verge of breaking out. Suddenly, he patted the table heavily, and the ashtray turned over directly and slammed on the carpet, silently. But the ash and cigarette butts were scattered all over the place, "Let's try it!"
What
Andy felt that his thoughts couldn't keep up. He was tense one second, and he was happy the next second? The way the artist works is really confusing.
When he came back to his senses, Andy felt that he was too startled. Looking at Renly, who was playing the guitar again, Andy had to admit that signing this brokerage contract was the boldest and most unusual decision he had made in the past five years. As for where he was going, he had no clue now, which caused him to panic.
Maybe, this is a good thing.
Taking a deep breath, Andy didn't hesitate, and quickly left the recording studio and the City of Sound, regaining his usual composure and calm.
"Very good, very good." Herbert and Renly didn't notice Andy's departure at all—strictly speaking, they didn't even notice Andy's return, and Renly's greeting was just a subconscious gesture, "It's just like this. Let's go, we will start recording the singing part now, are you ready?"
Renly put the guitar aside, stood in front of the microphone, nodded at Herbert, and heard Herbert's voice on the speaker, "This is your first time in the studio, so let's try it out first. , you look for the feeling of recording, I will listen to the characteristics of your singing. Relax and treat it as an ordinary performance. "
Renly made an "OK" gesture and put on the earplugs. In an instant, the whole world was quiet. It was a kind of extreme quiet, as if he was surrounded by circles, and there was no sound, not even himself. can't hear the sound. This kind of feeling is really amazing, and then the clear and cheerful melody came from the earplugs, and entered the brain directly from the ear without any hindrance, as if surrounded by the melody in the endless darkness, it was unbearable. If you live, you want to roam in the ocean of music symbols.
Herbert sat down again, lit a cigarette, and let his tense mind relax a little, intending to listen to Renly's first performance in the mood of the audience rather than the sound engineer.
The studio in the City of Sound is a cruel place, it can amplify every detail in the singer's voice, both advantages and disadvantages, as if tearing all the clothes wrapped around the body, then The feeling of planting red fruit is often a blow to the singer's confidence, but it is also the basis for recording wonderful music. Therefore, Herbert needed to get a good understanding of Renly's voice in order to prepare himself for the subsequent recordings.
"I was Cleopatra, I was a young actor, when you fell on your knees by my bed and begged me to hold my hand..."
"Reborn Financial Giants"
Renly's voice came from the stereo, with a hint of hoarseness in the mellowness, like a plane cloud in the sky, dragging it lazily, but it was dyed with a soft gold, and it was entangled in the melody. Come; there is a hint of fragility in the fullness, especially in the high-pitched part, the sound becomes light and thin, the hoarseness begins to be amplified, and there is a faint danger of breaking the sound, which seems a bit harsh, but the wonderful thing is, That little bit of fragility is magically integrated into the musical note, and it easily hits the softest part of the heart.
There is no excessive skill, just like a real bard, giving up all the fancy and flashy, just relying on the heart to wander the world, abandoning the real appearance after carving and stacking, but it is natural, flowing, All in one go. He just stood there, a light, a voice, so simple, extremely simple, but burst out a melancholy warmth, a touch of sadness in it, narrating what belongs to him, belongs to her, belongs to someone's story.
"But it's too late, it's 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 under his eyes, and he threw away his helmet and armor unexpectedly; the turbulence in his chest blocked his throat, and the mixed emotions could not be expressed in words, but could only float with the melody. Shen Shen, like a dead leaf in the long river of time, clear and translucent, deep and warm.
Finger's cigarette was still burning, and the long soot finally couldn't support it and fell on the carpet. Herbert suddenly remembered Renly's insistence: what I need is simplicity. Now, he finally understood.