The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 52



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The recording of ⌜TEST⌟ has been completed.

It felt like a storm had passed through the recording studio.

When Han Seo-jin reached the final stage of recording, a good idea suddenly occurred to him.

Han Seo-jin said that he would drastically reduce the number of tracks in the chorus part, which seemed a bit excessive.

There are some common mistakes new composers make.

The most notable thing among them is that the music is made too thoroughly.

In popular music, a song is ultimately sung by a singer. However, when new composers compose, they sometimes become overly ambitious, not realizing that vocals will come in later.

⌜TEST⌟ also had a bit of that aspect.

Rather, ⌜TEST⌟ was a song that was almost completed as an MR itself. The quality was so good that it could be used as a performance song without vocals.

However, it could also be said that this kind of song is very difficult for vocalists to sing.

If Kwon Seol-ha’s skill is set at 100, ⌜TEST⌟ is a song that requires 110 to be able to sing perfectly.

As a result, even after the recording was over, some disappointment remained.

Here, in normal cases, the problem is solved through mixing and post-processing. Forcefully adjust the level balance of ⌜TEST⌟ or refine the tone balance to make the vocals stand out.

A method commonly used in the industry.

However, Han Seo-jin changed the song itself to suit Kwon Seol-ha. I boldly deleted several instruments from ⌜TEST⌟.

Here, you may be wondering what a big deal it is to shorten a few tracks.

However, arranging should always take into account the balance of the entire song.

If you mess with a completed song for no reason, it often ends up becoming a mess.

For example, what if the bass or rhythm guitar is suddenly removed from a four-person band song? It becomes a seriously weak song.

Composer Han Seo-jin was the one who maintained the minimum balance, reduced the number of tracks, and finished recording in just one hour.

How many composers can easily do something like this?

I don’t know if enough time is given, but it would be extremely rare for a composer to be able to do something like this on the spot.

‘Should I say that I have an excellent understanding of arrangement?’

Oh Jeong-hee glanced at Han Seo-jin, who was sitting on the sofa and fiddling with the guitar.

‘I tested it with a guitar when I was arranging it a little while ago.’

Young kid.

Where on earth did I learn so much at that age?

Even just composing music can take several years to reach a certain level. The same goes for arranging and directing.

However, Han Seo-jin could already be considered to be at the professional level.

Han Seo-jin even quickly acknowledged his mistakes. And even corrected it right away.

There was no stubbornness that musicians usually have. Han Seo-jin created everything in this recording studio with her own knowledge. The acquisition ability itself was on a different level.

‘Moreover, you said that today was your first time directing…’

There are more than one or two unbelievable things.

‘Could he be a genius who fell from the sky?’

At that time, Kwon Seol-ha slowly approached Oh Jeong-hee. It looks like he came back after saying hello to the people in the recording studio one by one.

Oh Jeong-hee looked at the tongue and laughed.

“You did well today. “It was much better than ⌜sweet pea⌟.”

“Thanks to the director. “You worked hard today.”

“I did something. In fact, one composer over there did it all.”

Kwon Seol-ha glanced in the direction of the sofa and smiled.

“Seojin… I’m surprised every time I see her. “I think he knows a lot more about music than I do.”

“It seemed like that. I also know how to coordinate with adults. It’s not even childish to say it. You will grow up quickly. Of course, I’m still doing well.”

“Of course it will.”

“Today’s song, there won’t be much to mix later. This recording is actually close to the finished version. I think you just need to pay attention to mastering.”

Kwon Seol-ha nodded.

In fact, this story came up in a conversation with Manager Park Hoon a little while ago. Since the original is good, a song was created that does not need to rely on mixing.

No matter how great the mixing engineer is, if the source material is not good, the song cannot be saved.

Conversely, if the source is good, good results will come out regardless of the mixing.

“Seolhaya.”

“yes?”

Kwon Seol-ha answers Oh Jeong-hee’s call.

“Perhaps… you must have gone through so much trouble to meet that child.”

“I think so. And leaving everything else aside, I feel very comfortable with Seojin. It’s also fun. It’s fun. “I guess there is such a thing as fate.”

“Yes. That’s why we need to cherish it more.”

I looked again at where Han Seo-jin was giving advice.

He is playing the guitar hard and talking about something in front of Manager Park Hoon. He smiles brightly and talks excitedly.

However, the acoustic guitar Han Seo-jin was holding seemed a little old.

‘Is it because I practiced for a long time that it became that old?’

Kwon Seol-ha didn’t know much about Han Seo-jin yet.

I felt like I had to learn a lot more in the future.

Then suddenly this thought occurred to me.

AC2505 A guitar that I had been practicing hard until before the accident.

I thought it would be okay to start the practice again.

The timing was good as my greed for music had also increased.

There.

I didn’t think there was a good topic to talk about with Seojin.

‘If you don’t know anything, you can ask our composer.’

I slowly walked towards Seojin, who recommended me.

lost in a plane crash,

Thinking back to the acoustic guitar I received as a gift from a senior…

* * *

“I guess that’s all for today. Seojin, this is a time when you shouldn’t overexert yourself.”

At Professor Yuhan Kang’s instructions, I stopped playing the piano.

The lesson ended much faster than last time.

Professor Yuhan Kang was very considerate of me today.

In fact, about 90% of the lesson content was my example practice songs, so it was a great help.

I expressed my gratitude for that part, and Professor Yuhan Kang just laughed. He said it was nothing special.

When I left the practice room and was about to go back.

“Do you mind if you have a moment?”

“Uh… yes. are you okay. “I don’t have any special plans today.”

“That’s a good thing.”

Professor Yuhan Kang suggested I take a walk.

The road to Hankook University was very beautiful.

I could already see some trees changing colors. In the middle of the pond, there were small fountains drawing parabolas.

Professor Yuhan Kang headed to the stairs between some buildings. 30? 40? As I climbed up the stairs, I came across a wide open space lined with benches.

At the bottom of the hill, there was a clear view of Korea University. The students gathered here were chatting with each other.

The professor skillfully drew a cup of coffee from the vending machine. And he invites me too.

‘Uhm…’

After thinking about it, I chose milk. Vending machine milk. I tried it by chance the other day and it was again a delicacy. It’s sweet and delicious.

Professor Yuhan Kang and I took a seat on the bench.

And they each sipped from their paper cups without saying a word.

It’s been quite a while since I’ve been doing nothing like this.

‘On an uninhabited island, there were many times when I had to force myself to be bruised whenever I had the chance.’

Recently, I have been busy exchanging feedback with Manager Park about mixing and mastering, and practicing the piano.

Professor Yuhan Kang looked into space and calmly began his story.

“Music is not something that can be achieved through practice alone. So, you need to know how to see and enjoy nature like this. All the composers we know got inspiration from places like this. Wind, sunlight, stars, seasons, scent of grass, mountains, sea… there is no end. Seojin, I hope you don’t miss that.”

I thought about it carefully and then nodded.

Most of the musical inspiration I have now also comes from uninhabited islands.

Things that happened there.

Time spent with Uncle Miller.

That became the driving force.

Like the professor said, I thought it would be good to have time like this sometimes.

“and···.”

This time, Professor Yuhan Kang’s tone of voice became heavier.

“Do you remember what you told me last time? “It’s about Jaeyoung Kim’s left hand.”

“······ ah! What era is he like? “Is it true that you were sick?”

I immediately remembered a past memory.

A performance heard in front of practice room 501.

That’s what I guessed.

Professor Yuhan Kang’s following answer was sad, but also hopeful to some extent.

He said he had a successful surgery last week and that he will be able to return as a pianist after a certain amount of time.

It was a fortunate thing.

“He was my student and I didn’t know about it until now… I guess I’m getting older too. “I owe you a lot.”

I was surprised and immediately objected.

“What do you mean by debt? “Just because I’m taking lessons from the professor like this…”

“That’s it. This is it. Don’t forget me. And I have one thing to ask you…”

“yes?”

Professor Yuhan Kang looked at me intently and then smiled kindly. Then he put his mouth to the paper cup again.

“no. Let’s talk about that next time. Right now, your entrance exam comes first. tale. I hope it sticks. “It won’t be a problem for you.”

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Time passed quickly.

Early moning.

I woke up a little early.

But there were people who woke up before me.

When I went out to the living room, my mother and father were very busy, and even Suyeon greeted me with her eyes closed.

Sooyeon extends her hand to me without saying a word. When I put my hands together, he said, “Oppa, fighting today. “Good luck on your exam,” he yawns.

My parents also gave me words of encouragement.

There is no need to feel too burdened.

‘I don’t feel anything…’

Rather, I was more worried about my family than myself.

I ate breakfast, took a shower, and changed clothes.

Today’s performance was a 100% blind test, so there was no need to wear a suit like when going to a competition stage.

Light casual clothes.

This was enough.

When the time came, I followed my father to the parking lot. Mother was planning to take care of Suyeon at home today.

I got in the car and drove down the road.

I slightly opened the window in the middle and let in some fresh air.

The smell of exhaust fumes was strong, but I felt a little better.

The alley leading to Seolhwa Yejung.

It was already full of cars there.

At that time, Jiying and Tok arrived.

It was an elementary school student who had been making a fuss since last night.

[Haeun: Where are you? I arrived at the playground!]

[Me: The alley leading to Seolhwa is blocked, so I’m waiting. I think it will take a while?]

[Haeun: Hey. Then I’ll be late for no reason. Just walk. It takes less than 5 minutes there.]

[me : ??? There’s an hour and a half left until our exam. Why are you late?]

[Ha-eun: Well… but… let’s just chat. It’s not because I’m bored. I thought it would be a good idea to relax.]

[me : ······.]

[Ha-eun: Huh. Anyway, I’ll wait! I’m not bored~ It’s just that~]

After seeing the chat and laughing, I asked my father if I could go first. My father happily gave me the OK, and I got out of the car.

I happened to make eye contact with some students. If the kid came to take the test today, he would be the same age as me. They were in a group and started talking among themselves.

“hey. Isn’t he him? “The kid who always came to competitions and begged.”

“Ah, I guess that’s right? “By the way, what was your name?”

“More than that, I heard he fell out of a plane. Surprisingly, you’re fine?”

“airplane?”

“There was an accident that was on the news the other day. that.”

“Wow. I remembered. “But my hands seem to be fine.”

“But did he think he would become a legend?”

“I don’t know. “You’re taking the test because it’s your heart.”

“That’s awesome. “I thought he would go to the provinces.”

Words that might have shaken the old me.

But now it didn’t matter.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been through a lot so far.

It wasn’t a matter of whether I was angry or not, I didn’t even care.

I ignored them and walked down the alley.

The number of students increased more and more.

It seemed like the number of people recognizing me was increasing. The occasional murmur was clearly directed at me.

While walking down the street, I stopped. Not to see them. I raised my head and looked at the letters engraved on the building.

Seolwha Arts Middle School.

This time I looked straight ahead, and I also saw a small kid waving at me.

As I stood there and thought about many things,

I took a light step.