The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 125



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125 From someone to someone

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The day before school starts.

“America?”

“okay. He was the one who said he thought it would be okay for you too. I’m going to go and meet him in person. “You have to remove the bull’s horn as soon as possible.”

“······.”

Manager Park Hoon’s words were a bit unexpected.

There was a singer I expected, but I checked just in case.

“You can’t possibly be talking about singer Jang Hyun-pil, right?”

“That’s right. You said that. He said he liked the voice of singer Jang Hyun-pil the best that I heard. Then, it is only natural that ⌜Moolgwang⌟ should be considered as the number one vocalist.”

“······.”

Vocalist of Hyunpil Jang’s band.

A legend in the Korean music world who continues to be active even in his late 60s.

Even I, who used to not have much interest in popular music, have listened to singer Jang Hyun-pil’s hit songs countless times.

‘Because he appears on TV a lot.’

His story of being born to a Korean father and an American mother was a known fact to anyone who knew the name ‘Jang Hyun-pil’.

A characteristic that can be immediately recognized just by looking at its appearance.

So, I heard on a talk show that it was quite a hot topic when it debuted.

As he is a singer who boasts a deep voice and explosive vocal power, this was the first thing that came to mind when composing this new song…

“Singer Jang Hyunpil, aren’t you very busy with your US tour right now? “When I searched, that’s what came up.”

It was easy to find news on the Internet that a concert tour was being held in the U.S. targeting Korean audiences since early this year.

He is busy enough with his current schedule and famous enough to be famous.

Because he was that kind of person, I didn’t think he would be interested in ‘new song’ at a time like this.

So I easily forgot about it, but it seems Manager Park Hoon had different thoughts than I did.

“It’s true that you are busy. He also has a passion for music. I knew that well because I had seen him a few times at after-party parties at bars. So I contacted them and they said they would be happy to meet with me.”

“Ah, I guess he was acquainted with the manager.”

“To some extent. And coincidentally, singer Hyunpil Jang said he knew MJ. That’s why the story was resolved easily.”

“Me?”

“That’s how famous MJ’s name became. “You too are slowly moving up the ladder.”

“······.”

Although I have created a few hit songs in the past year, my popularity is not comparable to that of singer Jang Hyun-pil.

Comparing a singer who has been in the top tier for almost 40 years with a new songwriter?

People in the know would burst out laughing if they heard such a story.

So, I stopped after hearing what Manager Park Hoon said, but the manager actually tapped me on the arm.

“hey. Are you famous enough in the Korean music scene now? “There’s no need to be that surprised.”

“Still. “I was dumbfounded when a very famous singer said he knew me.”

“Even if you don’t need to do that. He is a legend, but you are also a musician who is writing a legend right now. “You won the Ettlingen championship at the age of 14, you composed music, you even sang. To be honest, if the truth comes out, people will be even more surprised to see you, right?”

“no way. “No matter what, it won’t be that much.”

“boy. It’s a great feeling of humility. anyway. Nothing has changed your mind, right? “Even if I go to America like this, you can’t suddenly catch me?”

Manager Park Hoon came to see me to ask my opinion one more time.

Currently, among the vocalists that Manager Park Hoon and I know, this is the best option.

There was no reason for me to refuse.

“But isn’t the manager having a hard time? “You can just send the music and ask for opinions.”

“If you want to persuade someone, you have to have a basic attitude. And many people are probably targeting your music right now, so it’s a bit difficult to send a message via email or chat. Lastly, this is your ‘third song’. Because ⌜Moonlight⌟ also needs to look good to you. “I’m doing this for my own benefit.”

Contract with ⌜Moonlight⌟ being renewed for three songs each.

This song was the last song of that second contract.

“Honestly, I don’t think contracts mean much anymore. “If it’s Manager Park Hoon, you can trust him even without a contract.”

Manager Park Hoon grins.

“Thank you for your words. And more than anything, I feel like I really have to go. I don’t know about you, but the lyrics of this song are the key to persuading singer Hyunpil Jang. “In these cases, it’s much easier to talk face to face.”

I thought about my lyrics for a moment.

If you are a little older, or even if you are not, the lyrics describe things that you may have experienced in your life.

I wrote the lyrics with Teacher Richter in mind, and I also had an experience falling into the category of those lyrics.

‘That’s why I needed a heavy voice.’

But did something like that happen to singer Hyeonpil Jang?

I couldn’t find out the details of the story, but judging from what Manager Park Hoon continued to say, it seemed like my prediction was correct.

“When I first saw your lyrics, I was also amazed. It was almost a custom lyric from singer Hyunpil Jang. However, no matter how much you are, it’s a bit difficult to talk about this story so carelessly. “I need you to understand this.”

“That’s natural.”

“okay. I hope you have a chance to hear his story directly from singer Jang Hyun-pil in the future. Anyway, it’s a good thing. “Because there are songs and lyrics that singers can immerse themselves in, persuading them will be that much easier.”

I talked with Manager Park Hoon for a long time.

About this song and lyrics.

And about singer Jang Hyeonpil.

The manager gave a simple conclusion.

“If this trip to America goes well, there will be no problem with box office success. The song is good, and the singer is already proven. All you have to do is be good at ⌜Moonlight⌟ in the middle.”

“However, it is not a song that ‘absolutely’ cannot be done unless it is singer Jang Hyun-pil, so don’t overdo it.”

“I mean. “Who is worrying about whom now?”

I burst out laughing.

“Iknow, right. “You said you were going to Florida, USA, right?”

“uh. He’s staying there now. Since it’s a tour, the place I stay will keep changing, but before that happens, I have to move quickly.”

Singer Hyunpil Jang, who is touring in the United States in real time.

Of course, it was a situation where ⌜Wolgwang⌟, who intervened in the middle of the schedule, could not help but notice.

“Anyway, have a nice trip. “If anything happens, please contact me.”

“There is nothing to suggest that something is going on. “School starts tomorrow anyway.”

“Has it already happened like that? “Then you are doing well in school.”

“Chief, please take care of yourselves and have a safe trip to America.”

The greeting ended calmly.

The song I made is about to leave my hands again.

Until now, the songs I’ve made have only been sung by me and Seolha.

Now, a year has passed since we left the desert island.

A situation was created where there might be another singer to sing my song.

A song that leaves the composer’s hand must be chosen by the singer.

Of course, if it were me today, I might be able to use the fame of MJ to select a ‘specific singer’ and sell their songs at a high price.

But that wasn’t what Manager Park Hoon and I wanted.

We wanted to make good music.

I hoped the song would find its way to the singer.

I hoped the singer would understand the song.

We tried to make that kind of music.

I thought about this time last year.

I remember the first time I emailed ⌜TEST⌟ for the ⌜Moonlight⌟ contest.

The emotions I’m feeling now… may be similar to the emotions I felt back then.

I watched Manager Park Hoon’s car getting further and further away from Saebom-dong.

My song will go a little far.

Hoping the singer will like it…

* * *

two days later.

Florida, USA.

In an office with a panoramic view of the long coast, a man with impressive wrinkles around his eyes greeted Park Hoon.

“I didn’t know you would actually come here. “I heard it from my manager, but I couldn’t believe it.”

A person with an impressive deep voice.

Park Hoon took the hand he held out.

“Of course we have to come here like this. Singer Hyunpil Jang, thank you for giving us such precious time.”

“you’re welcome. On the contrary, I am grateful. “You went through a lot of trouble to come this far.”

Hyunpil Jang sat Park Hoon down on a chair and personally poured coffee beans into his cup.

Jang Hyun-pil smiles when he sees Park Hoon fidgeting.

“That won’t happen. Isn’t the manager here as a guest today? “You can stay comfortably and then leave.”

“Even though······.”

“Isn’t it tiring to be so polite to each other? You can think of it as a visit to a friend’s house after a long time. Well, this is actually an office.”

Jang Hyun-pil, who is 67 years old this year, regularly used respectful words to Park Hoon, who was about the same age as his son.

He started his US tour in February of this year.

He continued his performance by touring areas with a large population of Koreans, but he did not mind performing on stage in small areas without many audiences.

For him, this tour was a kind of gratitude.

We set the ticket price just enough to raise the necessary expenses, and we reached as many audiences as possible.

I made that choice because I wanted to repay the love I received from my fans for a long time.

and······.

To commemorate those who are greatly missed.

Hyunpil Jang was on a concert tour.

“But wouldn’t it have been okay if you just sent me the music? “It seems like the manager is having a hard time.”

“no. We came here because we thought it would be better to meet you in person and talk to you. And there is also a reason: to maintain security. ⌜Moonlight⌟ It’s just an internal procedure, so I hope you don’t feel bad.”

Hyeonpil Jang nodded.

“I’ve been in this industry for a long time. I understand everything. “In today’s world, it is better to be thorough.”

Park Hoon handed Jang Hyun-pil a confidentiality agreement, and Jang Hyun-pil glanced over the contents and immediately signed it.

“thank you.”

“But it sure looks like composer MJ is popular. “I didn’t know that I would come all the way to the United States to sell a song on ⌜Moonlight⌟, or to give a song to a singer I like.”

Singer Jang Hyun-pil mentions a story shared over the phone.

Park Hoon smiled slightly.

“Our team just wants to make good music and has no other desires. That’s why I was able to act like this.”

“haha. is that so. “Is there anything special from the company?”

Park Hoon answered honestly.

“I heard some sarcasm asking other teams to make ‘great songs,’ but it doesn’t matter. “Our team is now able to move independently on our own.”

“Unlike the last time I saw you last year, Manager Park Hoon’s situation seems to have improved quite a bit.”

“I had the pleasure of meeting a composer.”

“I knew something good would happen to Manager Park Hoon. He always said that those who are sincere in what they do will one day be rewarded. “In the end, he follows his grain.”

“It really turned out as you said.”

The two exchanged light greetings.

Park Hoon nonchalantly handed his smartphone to Jang Hyeonpil.

He also held out a document file with several sheets of paper stuck in it.

There was no need for a great explanation.

Lyrics and sheet music.

A smartphone with a music app that can be played with a single button.

Singer Jang Hyun-pil placed his finger on the smartphone screen without saying a word.

The faint melody of the guitar fills the space.

A calm yet heavy accompaniment follows.

Hyunpil Jang’s eyes were on the lyrics.

His eyelids flutter.

Park Hoon did not miss that sight.

‘A song that shakes your emotions. Singer Hyunpil Jang will be a little more surprised.’

The song changes drastically.

Although it was pure MR without even a guide recorded, Hyunpil Jang was able to read the song.

There are numerous instructions written in the score.

What is desired from the vocalist is clearly revealed.

The score sings, and the lyrics grab your heart.

A thrill I haven’t felt in a long time.

Hyeonpil Jang read the lyrics first and then…

I quietly closed my eyes.

‘Even at this age… I feel sadness…’

Jang Hyun-pil’s emotions, which he thought had already become dull due to wear and tear, are stirred by the melody of the song.

The sadness that I thought was hidden deep down slowly takes over my entire body.

He, who has listened to tens of thousands of songs throughout his life, shed tears as he listened to this calm melody that was not even recorded as a guide.

The song ends without me even having time to control my emotions.

A short song of about 4 minutes.

Hyeonpil Jang slowly opened his eyes.

Park Hoon could be seen through the teardrops fluttering before my eyes.

he asks.

“How was the song?”

Hyeonpil Jang answers.

“My mother… suddenly came to mind. Because she was working in Korea, she was not even able to see her mother die. I think this song is mine. I really want to call you. “No matter how much the composition fee was.”