Chapter 306 The Lying Producer

"ihateyouiloveyou, ihatethatiwantyou, youwanther, youneedherandi'llneverbeher..."

In the deep sea recording studio, Song Ya was lying on the sofa, after listening to the girl solo version of ihateuiloveu just recorded by Fergie, she took off her headphones.

"How's it going, honey?" Fergie asked, putting her arm around his neck.

"good."

He nodded with a smile. Without the comparison with Tian Qi's original version, his judgment has dropped sharply, but after all, he has been in the industry for more than two years, and Fergie's handling of this song is not too far from the chorus version of the two.

"Just one sentence?" Fergie was very nervous about this song, and she was a little unhappy, "You weren't so perfunctory when you were the producer for Mariah Carey."

"Well……"

Song Ya was embarrassed, "That's because she always likes to change things, and you haven't changed my things..."

"Well, I also recorded a version." Fergie took the opportunity to take out the ambush she had prepared earlier.

"Did Ang help make it?" Song Ya guessed that it was Dion's style after listening to this version of the mix.

"Um."

Fergie changed her singing style in the new version, with a heavier hip-hop style and less bitterness.

"No." Song Ya resolutely refused, "You just sing according to my arrangement. I am the producer of this song, and you are not qualified to bargain with me. Even Mariah Carey will listen to me in the end."

Fergie threw away her hands, pouted and shrank into the corner of the sofa and lost her temper.

This girl can always fight for her own interests in various ways, and Song Ya doesn't mind coaxing her when she is in a good mood, "Okay, okay, it's a big deal to put this version on your single."

As expected, Fergie was smiling like a flower, and rushed back again, "I knew you were the best for me. When will the single be released? I can't wait my dear."

"Let's talk about it next year." The first single londe that Song Ya prepared for her has not yet been released, and it is not appropriate to use a cover song as the first strong single.

Fergie used the same trick again, dropped her hand, and shrank back.

"Be careful." Song Ya pointed at her to warn, got up and opened the door to leave, but found that Kasiti's ear was pressed against the door, and she was taken aback by herself.

"I was about to knock on the door." The good girl said in a panic.

The sound insulation level of the door of the recording studio is very high, and the inside cannot be heard from the outside. "Has Denise been notified?" Song Ya pretended not to notice.

"Well, Denise has already started organizing everyone to attend your fundraising fan meeting for Al Gore." Cassidy handed him the folder she was holding, "This is the roster."

"Okay, pay attention, everyone who comes to participate must be at least 18 years old, and the donation amount cannot exceed 50 knives..."

Song Ya walked to the office while flipping through the roster, "Also, warn those fans who are under the age of 18 not to go home and mobilize adult relatives and friends such as parents. The canvassing news is a disservice to Senator Gore..."

"Understood, I will notify Denise." Cassetti kept writing on the notepad.

"Forget it, let Denise come over, and then call Yeremov and the people from the publicity department. I don't want any accidents." Song Ya said: "You let Yeremov give Denise For a salary, she is my most important fan club director, the Chicago fan club is getting bigger and bigger, and managing the fan club must have spent a lot of her spare time."

"OK."

Kasiti recorded them one by one.

"Your next itinerary." Taraji handed the itinerary to Song Ya in the office.

The investment in a+ clothing made Song Ya's working capital urgent. In late July, he began to accept commercial performances again. In addition to the one with Mariah Carey in New York, he also had a commercial performance in several cities in the Greater New York area. .

"Rick Rubin asked me to be his guest?" Song Ya saw this as the first thing she saw when she went to New York.

"His singer sirmix-a-lot's single babygotbak knocked Mariah Carey's empirestateofmindpartii off the top list of the billboard, and he probably wants to show off to you," Taraji said.

"fxxk, this guy."

This is not good news. Song Ya has an agreement with Rick Rubin that next year's awards season will support his singer to repay the favor he received for his annual Grammy single at the beginning of the year, but he also has a similar agreement with babyfae, and Babyfae's singers have also exploded this year. In addition to the TL group, Donny Braston also made her debut with her duet with babyfae, and the song "endoftheroad" by boyziiman was also produced by babyfae.

He didn't expect that Rick Rubin's record would produce any decent singers this year, and it would be nice to have Babyfae's favor during the awards season. Anyway, Dre and Escube won't be releasing albums until the end of the year, so they won't be able to catch up with next year. The awards season at the beginning of the year is now in trouble...

"Uh..." Cassiti saw that he was worried, "Then I'm going to work?"

"Well." Song Ya put her in his arms and kissed her forehead, "Go, I'm sorry, I just came back and left after a few days, and I didn't spend the whole summer vacation with you."

"It's okay, I just like the way you work so hard." Kasiti responded on tiptoe, and left happily.

Taraji rolled his eyes and continued, "Mr. Barenboy asked you to call back as soon as possible."

"Oh?" Song Ya dialed Barenboy, who had officially taken over from Solti and became the music director of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra.

"Aplus, you know what? Rick Rubin wants to buy our stake in American Music Magazine."

Barenboy revealed.

"This guy, you can see for yourself, anyway, I have a controlling stake in my hand, if the price he offers is right."

American Music has released three issues, and each issue has almost a fixed compensation of 200,000 knives. Barenboy and Shirley Fleming can afford it, but the music critics and musicians they brought in at that time were not Sure.

"Okay." Barenboy didn't seem to want to keep the shares anymore. Originally, they wanted to help Shirley Fleming.

Song Ya flew to New York quickly with Fergie and others. After settling down at Tribeca's home, the first stop he took Hayden, Taraji and others was the record.

This guy has completely turned around thanks to the rapper sirmix-a-lot. There are many men and women who have applied for the job in the small office space of the record. It looks like Song Ya's a+ record has just moved into the new building. However, as the founder of defjam records, this guy is used to the ups and downs. When Song Ya saw this bearded man, he was lying on the sofa in the recording studio in the same posture as Song Ya, listening to a A rock band records a song.

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"Aplus, you came just in time."

He put down the big drink cup in his hand, "Donut?" He casually took out a big donut from the box beside him.

Song Ya doesn't like to eat the deadly sweet things like the United States, waved his hand, and sat beside him, "What can you do with me?"

"I guess someone told you? I want to increase my stake in American Music Magazine," he said lazily.

"I welcome it very much." Song Ya shrugged, "Just to make the shareholding structure a little simpler."

"Then will you give up the controlling stake?" The guy was whimsical.

"Hehe." Song Ya smiled, "It's not easy for me to buy this magazine."

"Okay, pretend I didn't say it." He took a sip from the straw from the large drink glass.

"Mr. Rubin, what do you think of that part just now?" The singer asked through the loudspeaker in the control room.

Rick Rubin raised his foot, reached to the mixing console and pressed the button of the intercom, "Not good enough."

"Can you give me some specific advice?" the other party asked.

"It's just... not good enough." Rick Rubin was extremely perfunctory.

"fxxk! I'm fed up." The bass player inside suddenly scolded: "You are the most uneducated producer I have ever seen. You can't even give a little advice, and you will keep saying that it is not good enough, not enough. good!"

"But it's just not good enough." Rick Rubin said the same thing.

Now the grumpy rock youths were not happy at all, they rushed out with guitars on their backs and drumsticks, "Do you know music!?" The long-haired singer and guitarist yelled at him.

"I don't know," said Rick Rubin. "I just need to know if your music is good or bad."

"Then you help us improve!" the drummer shouted: "You are our producer! Every time you record a song, you just lie down like this, you lie down all the time, eat and drink, even lie down when you eat and drink!"

"I don't know how to help you improve, you are so bad." This guy really wants to beat him.

"sonofabith!" The five band members swarmed up, and a few strong men rushed in at the door at the right time, stopped the rock youths and put them outside. It seemed that they were already very proficient in this process.

"Aplus, don't cooperate with this kind of person, he is an idiot who sneaked into the music circle!"

The bass player who was brought to the door shouted, and the sound was quickly blocked by the closed studio door.

"Is this how you make music?" Song Ya opened his eyes.

"It's all like this, aren't you?" Rick Rubin said, "Producers don't have all-seeing eyes to see who has potential and who doesn't. They just keep signing people, hoping to find a star of tomorrow. To this A hopeless band, it's not worth wasting a second on them."

"Then be more cautious, first try the sound or something..."

Song Ya plans to find people mainly based on the information revealed in Tianqi songs in the future, so as not to look for a needle in a haystack like him.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, it doesn't cost two dollars to sign this kind of rubbish."

Rick Rubin didn't care, "Okay, let's not talk about this." He brought Song Ya into the office and met the black rapper sirmix-a-lot who had just topped the Billboard chart. His new crown single babygotbak sings very magically, and so does the mv. The lyrics are mainly about praising big pp women, but they also clearly express their attitude in the vulgar. model) to express irony and dissatisfaction with the pursuit and love of women with ultra-thin flat figures represented.

Song Ya personally agrees with this very much.

"Have you seen the relationship between aplus and me? You are on call, you will help aplus during the awards season next year, right aplus?" Rick Rubin bragged directly in front of Song Ya.

"yeah."

Song Ya could only admit that it turned out that this guy called him here just for this, which is really thick-skinned.

"Did you hear that? I told you already, I don't believe you." Rick Rubin said to sirmix-a-lot.

The 30-year-old black singer bumped fists with Song Ya, and said with a smile: "Aplus, you know? This guy doesn't understand music at all, and he's a liar. I have to be careful everywhere."

Uh, is it really okay to say it in person? Song Ya glanced at Rubin, this guy didn't have the slightest intention to deny it, "You have been signed by me for five years sirmix-a-lot, all three of your albums are in my hands, you can't run away, and I let you Your single hit No. 1 on the Billboard, and you still have a chance to win a Grammy next year."

"Well, you are really good at business operations, but I still have to say that you don't understand music."

sirmix-a-lot shrugged, there was nothing he could do about it.

The three chatted casually, "Are you going to enter the clothing industry recently?" Rick Rubin asked.

"How do you know?" Song Ya planned to keep a low profile as much as possible before the clothes were mass-produced.

"Mariah Carey, she said everywhere in the New York music circle that she has a clothing brand, and she will personally participate in the design." Rick Rubin said.

"Uh...mimi didn't expect you to be a woman with a big mouth!"

Song Ya's face darkened, "See how I teach you when I look back, hum!"

"It's still too early to make ready-made clothes." He could only be so perfunctory.

"I like you." Rick Rubin said: "Now that white people are moving their homes to the suburbs, there are only blacks left in the city at night. Although many New Yorkers are criticizing this trend now, I don't think so. No one can stop this matter. It is also good for your African-American music and selling clothes and shoes, which is very good.”

"Oh? How do you say it?" Song Ya didn't understand how these two things were connected.

"It's very simple, no matter how poor you are, you are still from the city, and the things in the city must be fashionable, remember my words."