The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 129



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129 preparation

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While everyone is holding their breath.

Assistant Manager Tsarina glances at the people in the recording studio.

“Then… are you really sending it?”

People nodded.

No one presented a different opinion.

The session performance was excellent, and the recording was in excellent condition.

The music we wanted was created.

Also, didn’t you meet the deadline exactly?

It couldn’t have been more perfect.

Deputy Tsarina watched the reactions and pressed the send email button, and only then did people make a sound.

“Whew. “It’s finally over.”

“Even though it was a pretty difficult recording, the session came out cleanly.”

“We barely even did post-production.”

“Because the last concerto was amazing. “It was a perfect fit.”

“The band really set it on fire.”

Engineers’ evaluation.

⌜Let’s be great⌟ As soon as the brothers came out of the recording booth, they almost collapsed on the sofa.

Deputy Tsarina immediately went to make a phone call.

Because of the tight schedule, communication is important.

If singer Hyunpil Jang likes this session recording, mixing and mastering work should begin immediately.

Otherwise, I have to prepare to go to America.

Additionally, I heard that they used some tricks to get the copyright registration done on time.

I heard that they are currently registering copyright with the Korean Music Association for an unfinished sound source.

If the complete version is created later, they plan to request modifications to the sound source at that time.

I guess everyone had their own way.

I sat in front of the controller and listened to the session again.

A much richer sound flows through the speakers than the MR made with virtual instruments.

Daesung got up from the sofa and sat down next to me.

Hold the music sheet full of instructions and listen carefully.

When the first playback was over and the second playback was over, Daeseong opened his mouth.

“There was only one satisfactory performance. Of course, there was not enough time to practice and there was no situation, but it seems like ⌜Let’s achieve great success⌟ is still far away.”

“Still, the fact that that performance came out is important. In the end, we completed the recording.”

“no. I think everyone has been making music very leisurely. ⌜Let’s prosper⌟ Up until the second album, I was sharpening my knife. Thanks to you, it was a good opportunity. In particular, Ilseong seems to have changed a bit.”

Daesung nods his head and points to the sofa.

Ilsung was lying on the sofa playing an electric guitar that was not connected to an amplifier.

It was the guitar riff part of a song that had already been recorded.

“Even though I grumbled, I must have felt something deep down while looking at you. ⌜Let’s achieve great success⌟ I think I’ll try making a few singles right after the release of my 6th album.”

We talked about music.

We discussed composition, lyrics, music genre, direction, and performance.

The brothers who were lying on the sofa, ⌜Let’s do it⌟, came towards me one by one.

People praised me, asking how a 14-year-old could make such a song, but they also didn’t hesitate to ask me for advice on playing.

A little while ago, no one was worried about what would happen to the session recording sent to singer Hyunpil Jang.

We made music together, and that was enough to satisfy us.

Unless it is.

You may already be thinking similar thoughts deep down.

Assistant Manager Charina, who had gone out, returned to the recording studio carrying a lot of things.

I bought coffee and snacks as a token of my hard work.

They gave me a special ‘Real Chocolate Strawberry Latte’.

“It’s still early for coffee. “You know, right?”

“I know.”

The Tsarina looked at me intently and cleared her throat a few times.

The expression on his face that he was barely holding back from wanting to joke around.

Since I have known this person for over a year, I could guess what he wanted to say.

I asked directly.

“I heard you like singer Jang Hyunpil?”

At that moment, Deputy Charina’s eyes became round.

“Oh! How did you know?”

“It’s written all over the assistant manager’s face. Good for you.”

“······ Is it noticeable?”

Assistant Manager Cha touched his cheek for no reason after hearing what I said.

Cheers immediately erupted from the recording studio.

In particular, the ⌜Let’s Be Great⌟ hyungs really liked it.

I heard from Daeseong that for people who play band music in Korea, ⌜Jang Hyunpil Band⌟ is no different from an idol.

Deuksu hyung, Ilseong hyung, and Leeyeon hyung all said that their dream grew after seeing such a senior band.

⌜Let’s achieve great success⌟ He said that recording this session had great meaning for the brothers.

My brothers told me that over and over again.

If I think about it now, I may have said thank you in a subtle way.

Over the past year, I met my brothers in Hongdae and spent a long time together, performing together, eating together, and joking around together.

Daesung hyung said a while ago, ‘I took my time with music,’ but I know very well that ⌜Let’s Daesung⌟ is a band that worked harder than anyone else.

so.

I unconsciously thought to myself that I wish things would be better than they are now.

In a recording studio filled with cheers, Daesung hyung put his arm around me.

Then he tells me once again what he has exchanged several times.

“I really got to make music with you.”

I nodded slowly.

“yes. “Finally.”

* * *

Charleston, South Carolina, USA.

A coastal city that takes almost 7 hours to drive from Tampa, Florida.

The ⌜Jang Hyeonpil Band⌟ team was reorganizing there.

Park Hoon was in the recording studio with Jang Hyeonpil.

The vocal recording has already reached its end, and the team engineer finally asks Hyunpil Jang his opinion.

“Is there anything you want to re-record?”

Hyunpil Jang, who was looking closely at the score in the recording booth while wearing a magnifying glass, makes a decision.

– Enough. I think I’ve done as much as I can now.

“All right. Then, I will immediately hand over the recording source to ⌜Moonlight⌟.”

– Manager Park must have been waiting. okay. Please do that.

The engineer pulls out the USB from the computer and hands it to Park Hoon.

Park Hoon slightly lowered his head and connected the USB to his laptop.

All of this work was being carried out remotely.

The location where the session was recorded was ⌜Moolgwang⌟ in Korea.

The place where the vocals were recorded was ⌜JHS⌟ in the United States.

The place where mixing will be done is a famous mixing studio in Jeju Island.

Mastering was again decided to be handled by ⌜Moolgwang⌟’s internal artist.

These were chosen to shorten the work time as much as possible.

‘Mixing and mastering will require almost all night’s work…’

For now, since the original source material is complete, Park Hoon can relax.

After finishing writing the email, I took a long breath and Hyunpil Jang came out of the recording booth and handed me a can of cool drink.

“great job. “Let’s take a breather.”

“Ah yes. thank you.”

Hyunpil Jang takes the lead and Hoon Park follows.

The two went out to the recording studio terrace and had drinks while looking at the beach.

Unlike Tampa, Florida, Charleston seemed very leisurely.

In fact, the South Carolina that Americans think of is closer to a ‘rural image.’

A place where there is no great city and no jobs or industries to attract people.

Because the big cities were concentrated in nearby North Carolina, it was often thought of as just an idyllic romantic state.

Charleston was also in that category.

However, Hyeonpil Jang looked longingly at the beach here.

Endlessly.

Trying to find something on a seemingly unremarkable beach.

Park Hoon, reading his pensive expression, simply remained silent.

The person who opened his mouth after a long time was Jang Hyun-pil.

“Did you know? “That this is my hometown.”

Park Hoon shook his head.

“······ I had no idea. So you were born in Charleston?”

“I was born a little bit away from here in a place called Vance. I often came to Charleston to see the sea. “It’s a quick car ride away.”

“Is that so.”

“It’s a quiet and nice neighborhood. The local people are also friendly. Of course, it’s not all like that.”

The story of Jang Hyun-pil was not known in detail to the public.

Even when Jang Hyun-pil appeared on TV programs, he only talked about certain things.

1. Born to an American mother and a Korean father.

2. He came to Korea alone when he was young and played in a band.

3. Jang Hyun-pil, who is good at English, started performing at military bases after talking well with an American soldier.

The only other known story was about the ⌜Jang Hyeon-pil Band⌟, which had already become popular.

Hyeonpil Jang continued his conversation while looking at the beach.

A story about myself being born as a mixed race person in the United States back in the day.

The story of how he went to Korea alone and suffered hardships because he was curious about his father’s country.

and.

“Just when things were starting to go well, I heard that my mother had an accident here. “It was like a lightning strike.”

“I also briefly heard the story that singer Jang Hyun-pil was unable to protect his mother’s deathbed at a recent drinking party.”

“It’s like a complaint I make whenever I drink.”

At that time, he wanted to rush to the United States right away, but he couldn’t because he had so many performances scheduled.

Moreover, in the past, Korean entertainment agencies did not provide such convenience to singers.

money. money. money.

In his father’s country, he had to keep earning money.

Without being able to set foot on my mother’s land again, I had to sing on a stage full of splendor.

The audience loved Jang Hyun-pil.

The media loved Jang Hyun-pil.

South Korea loved Jang Hyun-pil.

but.

He was terribly lonely.

“It’s funny. It’s already been decades, but in my mind it feels like it happened yesterday. Although time has wrinkled my hands, I am still the same young man I was back then. The only thing that has changed is the numbers. “The number has grown to a point where it is despicable.”

He said that after his mother suddenly passed away, his father moved to another city in the United States.

As Jang Hyun-pil had more free time, he started his own company called ⌜JHS⌟, and he said that he often visited his father.

We bought them a house, a car, and provided support so they could live a comfortable life.

But even my father could not overcome the passage of time.

“It’s natural. I am already 67 years old this year. It’s not strange to be at an age where something like this happens. still······. “Even after all these years, the sadness hasn’t gone away.”

Jang Hyun-pil said he wanted to sing this song in his mother’s hometown.

Composer MJ created a song worthy of it.

I missed you, I thought about you, and I was happy to be with you.

and.

A song about feeling a little heartbroken because I haven’t seen the last of you…

We met by chance.

Hyeonpil Jang was a person who believed in fate.

I didn’t think that this song would have been conveyed this way for no reason.

So I caught it.

I bought the grain for a reasonable price.

I left everything to ⌜Wolgwang⌟, who brought this song.

Like water flowing, as if we had been preparing for a long time.

The song was being made.

A song that should have been sung in my mother’s hometown appeared for the first time in decades.

But no one who remembers my mother is no longer here.

Even if there were, how many would there be?

Those years have passed.

That was a little disappointing.

A long, long time passed by without notice.

Leaving only one person here alone…

Hyeonpil Jang gently closed his eyes.

I picture a lake near Vance.

You can see it right in front of your eyes.

Mother’s beautiful and warm hands.

It reaches out to Hyeonpil Jang.

The young man took the hand.

I held on to my mother’s wrinkle-free hand.

In order not to let go of this hand again…

* * *

Hyeonpil Jang opened his eyes.

The largest concert hall in Charleston was filled with people.

People standing under the stage cheer for the ⌜Jang Hyeonpil Band⌟.

Hyunpil Jang completed all preparations for this stage.

The MR for singing the song was completed, and the song was uploaded to the music site so that anyone could listen to it again.

Hyunpil Jang fixes the microphone.

He looked into space.

A song written by composer MJ.

The melody of ⌜Long day⌟ finally began to resonate in South Carolina.