Raising a Neglected Singer-Songwriter - Chapter 43



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Episode 43. Speed ​​(2)

Girl group concepts have their own patterns.

Sure, I lived in a time before proper first-generation girl groups emerged into the world, and then suddenly I was transported to the future. But I know what I’m talking about.

This is why people need to study.

As producer Jo In-chang said, there is both a fairy concept and a girl-next-door concept.

There were also groups that promoted girl crush.

One group even changed their concept to match the year.

There was a time when there was a sexy girl group war.

It’s a bit regrettable that I didn’t experience those times firsthand… … Ahem. That’s not important. Anyway.

After going through such times and developing over time, the idol industry has reached one conclusion.

The sexy code of girl groups is that they don’t make money.

To be exact, you can’t make a lot of money.

Not making big money means not making it to the top.

I even saw an interview on YouTube where a member of a sexy concept girl group did something tearful after the group disbanded.

After quickly going through those thoughts, my head cleared up.

There seems to have been a misunderstanding.

I guess you thought what I said about going risky was on the sexy side.

‘If you want it, oppa… … I’ll try.’

huh?

I feel like I just read some kind of telepathy or something.

Everyone.

Even Jo In-chang is the only one who looks at me strangely.

The girl just now has a shining eye, as if she has made up her mind.

Yes, you are a member of Shining Girls.

Your eyes are sparkling.

But this guy is a bit… … dangerous. Something is a bit off.

He clearly said it with his eyes.

He said he would try.

I quickly opened my mouth before the misunderstanding deepened.

“I thought it was a sexy code, but it’s not, so everyone relax your eyes. What the hell is sexy? I don’t even know what sexy is, so how can I teach it to others? That’s not it. A thrilling first love. That’s probably the concept of the title.”

The cat that had been squinting its eyes at my words. No, the woman who resembled a lynx relaxed slightly and responded.

“A thrilling first love… … What is this?”

“What is your first love? The person you first fell in love with at an age when you were curious about the opposite sex. You didn’t know what to do or what was right, so you just fell in love without thinking, so you were awkward and couldn’t express it well. But every night before you go to bed, you think of that person.”

And I made sure everyone started focusing on what I was saying again.

He continued talking.

“Usually, liking a celebrity isn’t considered your first love.”

I pretended not to see the strange girl who looked startled by my words again.

“A church brother. A boy or girl from the next school. A classmate in a coeducational school. A girl you passed by at school. A nameless girl who takes the same bus every day. That’s the image of first love.”

Producer Jo In-chang chimes in with a question that wasn’t mine.

“Yeah, right.”

“Isn’t that the reason why girl groups don’t do that kind of concept these days? Bunae. Flex.”

“If you stretch out your hand, you can touch it. If you make up your mind, you can confess. The distance is not the distance of longing.”

“Yes.”

“so?”

“So what’s the big deal? It seems like I can reach out and touch it, so I want to challenge myself. No matter how far I stretch out, it’s still out of reach. But I’m not a celebrity far above the clouds. I’m going to the limit of my thump thump.”

“The limits of thump thump?”

I looked at producer Jo In-chang, who asked again, with a pitiful look on his face.

This gentleman has grown old too.

I was going to say something, but I decided not to embarrass my employees in front of them, so I decided to just explain.

“Let’s say that they came out with the concept of being flashy like idols these days. If they were stars in the sky, you would cheer them on and admire them. But do you love that person, that’s it?”

“… … I don’t know.”

“If they’re too close, they don’t feel like idols. But if they’re too far away, they only feel like idols. But if they’re close, I feel love, and if they’re far away, I feel admiration. No, they’re too far to love, but too close to adore. They’re so cool that I love them but also adore them. That’s why I don’t want to love them, but I can’t help but love them. This is the limit of thump thump.”

The members of Bitnagirls seem to have figured it out.

There is an age at which you can understand this kind of thing.

I don’t know about you, but producer Jo In-chang is way past that age.

Now that the direction of the song has been decided, the next step is to match the singer with the song.

For example, something like this.

The songs I sing are basically octaves higher. I don’t mean just the highest notes, but overall.

In comparison, the range of sounds is not that wide, so the bass is not as low as you might think.

The reason for composing like that is simple.

Because it’s a song I’m going to sing.

The song , which Youngpil entrusted the vocals to, has a highest note of 2 octaves G.

If the highest note is that high, then it would be a song that any man in South Korea could sing.

Of course, whether you can sing well is another matter.

Instead, the fable actively utilizes the bass as the song moves across a universal range.

To bring out the vocal characteristics of Youngpil hyung, who can sing lower than me.

The songwriting I do is generally like this.

Fits perfectly to the person calling.

That’s why I need to know who’s going to sing, and why I need to know their vocal abilities.

We all moved to the recording studio and started to check the voices of each member of Bitna Girls.

―I’m so stupid… … I can’t even look at it… … !

I’m not sure who the main vocalist is or what their position is.

That’s not for me to decide, it’s for the people here to decide.

Still, I understand that he’s not the main vocalist.

“Okay. I get it. Next.”

At my words, a girl named Min-ah raised her finger with a sad face.

―Ah… … , let me try again just this once. I can sing better.

“It’s not about singing well. It’s about figuring out your range and tone. Now that you’ve figured it out, you can stop. Next.”

– Make him stand up. Make him look stupid. Make him look like an idiot. Make him look like a child.

While listening to the cute girl singing, I glanced at producer Jo In-chang.

“That… … is Japanese. I’m correcting his pronunciation.”

“Who said what?”

“You were swearing with your eyes.”

“I just saw it. I think this guy needs some lyrics adjusted. It’ll hide his flaws.”

“Is that okay?”

“Isn’t that how it’s supposed to be done?”

When I ask again, Jo In-chang bursts into laughter.

“You’re born with a tailor-made style. That’s not how it usually is. You write lyrics and songs with the progression you like and then pick on the singer.”

“is it so?”

I gave a vague answer and pressed the microphone button.

“next.”

-Hi! Ah… …I’m sorry. Yes!

Next, we checked the vocals of the remaining three members.

It seems like the main vocalist is a woman who resembles a lynx. She’s pretty good. And that girl… …Kim Mi-so definitely has almost no practice time.

―Ah… … , I’m sorry… … . I’ll try again.

“Don’t be nervous and do it.”

-yes…….

I’m nervous, but I can’t really hit the mark, so to speak.

A singer’s vocals are another instrument.

Of course, playing an instrument begins with hitting the right notes.

Covering with technique comes after you can produce the correct sound.

“Still, the tone is good.”

I added a word to Kim Mi-so, who opened the recording studio door and came out, seeing her looking very depressed.

“thank you…….”

“It’s true. You just have to practice, so don’t be too down on yourself.”

I saw Kim Mi-so clutching her chest with her hand as if she was touched, but I turned my head to check the notes she had scribbled on her notebook.

‘I think I have figured out what I need to write a song.’

“I’ll go.”

“already?”

“I have to go. I have to go and write a song.”

“I’ll look forward to it.”

“Just a little. Not too much.”

A smile spread across Jo In-chang’s face at my words.

A feeling of a little bit of vitality coming to your dull face?

As Jo In-chang said, I couldn’t help but feel like I was just looking around and leaving.

I wanted to get out of here quickly.

The concept of the song was scribbled on a notebook.

Because the member Kim Mi-so, who came up with this concept, kept reminding me of Eun-sol, who I had buried in the back of my memory.

“I’ll write the song as soon as possible and contact you. I’ll roughly decide on the part distribution and give it to you. I think it’ll be fine if you receive the song and the producer makes the final adjustments. We’ll record it based on that and make a decision. Is that okay?”

“Okay. It’s nice and clean.”

After exchanging a quick greeting with Jo In-chang, I got up from my seat and went to the five women who were waiting for me.

“See you next time.”

“Yes. Goodbye.”

“You’re handsome!”

“Ari… … is the lyrics!”

The members of Shining Girls each greet each other in their own way.

And the image of a cat that revealed itself as the leader… … I don’t know what to call this one.

She’s two years older than me, so she’s my older sister. But we’re not close enough to be called sisters, and our positions as a producer and a singer are different.

It’s not authoritarian, it’s literally a difference in position.

It’s weird to nag at someone in the recording studio after doing all the work they want as an older sister.

“I’m sorry about earlier. I misunderstood.”

“Yes, that could be true. I was being too blunt when I said that.”

“Ah… … , yes. Thank you for understanding.”

“I’ll go and see.”

“Okay. See you next time.”

Our relationship was confirmed as producer and singer when Im Jin bowed and greeted me.

When you see things like this, even if it’s difficult, a pro is a pro.

It’s a little funny that I say I’m young.

And the last member.

“goodbye…….”

Kim Mi-so, whose voice was trembling from nervousness, nodded lightly in response and was about to pass by when a thought suddenly occurred to him and he asked.

“How is your mother?”

“Yes? Us… …Mom?”

“yes.”

“Ah… … , yes. Yes. I’m fine. But why is my mother… … ?”

He opens his eyes wide as if he doesn’t understand English… … They really do look alike.

“I just asked. I was suddenly curious.”

After saying that, he opened the office door.

Well… … I feel strange.

Is this what it feels like?

Even without asking, I feel like I know who that girl Kim Mi-so’s mother is… … A certain feeling that I don’t even need to ask to confirm her name.

‘This must be how my hyungs and Beomseok felt when they first saw me.’

It’s definitely a feeling, but it’s certain.

‘I’m glad you’re doing well.’

I felt a little… a little bit sick.

“I guess this is why people seek out alcohol.”

It’s bitter and gritty.

I never understood why my brothers drank alcohol that made them nauseous, but now I understand a little bit.

Write it down.

Because it’s rough.

Nausea.

Because I feel dizzy.

That would probably help me forget this gloomy feeling a little.

* * *

10am the next day.

My throat feels like it’s burning and my head feels like it’s going to split open.

“Nureong-ah… … . Water… … , some water… … .”

As I was feeling around with my hands, a piece of paper caught my fingertips with a thud.

I barely opened my swollen eyes and checked the paper.

It’s a memo.

What Beomseok left behind.

[Oh my, you’re acting all sorts of different. You drink alcohol too? You’re an adult. Seriously. I made some buckwheat soup. Heat it up in the microwave and eat.]

[Ah. You cried yesterday. Eunsol, I miss you. While saying this, hehehe.]

“Am I crying?”

Once I got up from my seat and took out some water and drank it, I felt like I would feel a little better.

That moment.

―Smelly bald eagle! Our yellow one! Here it comes!

-You crazy kid. Shut up. You’re making me sick.

– It’s okay, this is the fried chicken room. Tae-joo hyung introduced it to me, so it’s okay.

– Are you really drunk? Why is your pronunciation so good? Are you pretending to be drunk?

– I’m not drunk. Sit down. Have a drink! Hey. Are you the only ones drinking this good stuff? You traitors.

And then I exchanged a few drinks with Beomseok… … .

-What? Late puberty?

―Hehehe… … I love you! My friend! Now I only have you and my hyungs!

-Ah… … . You’re drunk. Man, this is giving me goosebumps.

Beomseok’s cheek… … Aah! I kissed you? To Beomseok?

They say that when you see your brothers, the film breaks.

Why do I suddenly remember everything so vividly?

Ah… … Ah, anyway, after acting like that and continuing to drink alcohol… … .

-Eunsol! Kang Eunsooooo! I miss you! Are you doing well?

-Stop drinking!

―Shouldn’t you have waited about 30 years? Huh! Does love change that easily?

– Then it won’t change. Where in the world is there eternal love?

-Worn out. Our Beomseok… … His emotions are as worn out as his shiny hair!

– Are you a beggar who pretends to be drunk?

―The house you live in should have been my house! Your car, even your child!

-This is fucking ridiculous. Ah… …! I have to take a picture of this. I’m going to have to tease you for the rest of my life.

As soon as I thought about that, I just sat down with the water bottle in my hand.

“Ah… … , I’m going to go back.”

Why did they do that to Beomseok of all people?

Is this why you say that drinking should be learned from adults?

I hit my thigh with regret.

The phone rings.

This is Secretary Kwak Moon-ki.

Currently, he manages the practice room and seems to be somewhat… …close to being a manager.

I assist Taeju hyung, but since Taeju hyung is spending more time in the practice room these days, we naturally do it together. Also, since Taeju hyung’s work is our band’s work, we do it side by side.

But isn’t this the first time this guy has called you after saving your contact information?

“hello……?”

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Kwak Moon-ki’s voice is a little louder than usual.

It was definitely different than what I heard on the phone.

-Are you home?

“I told you to speak comfortably.”

– Let’s talk about that later. Is this your home?

“yes yes.”

―From what I can hear from your voice, it seems like you haven’t checked the article yet. Don’t answer any phone calls except from me and Chairman Yoon. Don’t come out of the house. We’ll send someone. When I call you, you can come out and move with your staff.

“yes?”

-I’m hanging up. I need to deal with it.

And then the phone suddenly hung up.

I sat down and opened the Internet window on my phone.