Chicago 1990

"Very wonderful! Very wonderful Su Ge, to be honest, your words made me understand a lot of truths that can be used for life."

Since Song Ya didn't want to turn his face with the other party, Song Ya simply acted. It is a good way to deal with this kind of old black who believes in violence to solve problems. He applauded and admired and sat close to the other side affectionately. "You are my teacher in this respect. Let's have a good chat, honestly."

"Yeah, brother APLUS, my life experience on the street is enough for you to learn."

Sugnet was very useful, and looked back at his attendants triumphantly, "Have you seen it? There are not many humble children like APLUS now, learn from Ngers!"

Song Ya did not think that his theory was unreasonable. For example, after the Harlem nightclub case, the attitudes of people like Dave Hall and Sony Columbia Records attorneys toward them changed because of what they believed, behind them. The violent shock of GD.

But this kind of theory can only be used against small record company executives such as Dave Hall or the class of lawyers, brokers, and accountants with ordinary backgrounds. It’s not easy to reach the Motula class, let alone the Underwood kind, just take the opportunity to turn around, and push the mess of Barn Chemical into one’s arms. You must take over. The so-called street background In front of powerful politicians, it is like a child playing house, which is an absolute deduction.

Besides, MJ will be drained by the white people around him? Song Ya didn't believe it at all. MJ trained several white lawyers and senior managers to be submissive, and let them fight back and forth to put everyone at risk. This is the superb way to control others.

However, it was a bit surprised that Sugnet, the old man, could say the above remarks. He complimented him while continuing to talk.

Sugonite didn't know the twists and turns in the heart of the 18-year-old in front of him. He began to talk eloquently, from his glorious history in the blood gang to the long-term plan to dominate the West Coast bandit rap. , The more he exposed his poor knowledge.

"It seems that what you said before is the essence of your life, right?"

Song Ya also looked down on him more and more, and laughed secretly in her heart. This guy should have been influenced by some of the Los Angeles Panthers, and could find some theoretical basis for her violent problem-solving approach, but if you talk more, you will be exposed. He was essentially a successful street gangster. He was clever and dared to do it. He used his blood to help this big tree and Los Angeles’s unique entertainment industry advantage accidentally crash into the record industry, holding the soft persimmon of vanilla ice. The fame, coupled with the relative relationship with 2PAC, coincided with Derui's eagerness to leave Ruthless Records. From then on, it was pure luck.

"So, are you joining?" Sugnet turned his mouth at the red flower turban on the table.

"I respect you Su Ge, I can understand you. After all, we are all born in the street, but I also hope you can understand me. Do you think I am the kind of person who can be a traitor casually?" Song Ya declined.

Even if the Sugonite in front of him is a really capable person, even if he is really desperate, he will never turn to him.

Even Derry personally said that from the ruthless record to the death row record, he jumped from one fire pit to another, and I heard that Snoop Dogg, Knight Dogg, WarrenG, and other rappers who followed Derry in the past, entered Sugnat. In his room or in the same transportation, he is not allowed to bring any attendants or bodyguards, and he often faces threats of violence.

His model of using the record company as a gang will never end well, and Song Ya will be moved by him only when his head is flooded.

"All right, you convinced me."

Sugnet put away the flower headband, "The streets don't hate people like you, APLUS. I heard that even if there were no subsequent shootings, you would knock K-Ci off the stage at the Harlem nightclub, right? You are good. Boy, have the guts."

He stood up, "By the way, next time you transfer your Chicago meeting to Los Angeles, so I can attend in person."

Hehe, do you want to take the lead in the promotion and distribution alliance? "No problem, I will set up a branch venue in Los Angeles at that time, and we will gather more." Song Ya stretched out his fist.

"Hey! Play the word game NGe with me?"

He elbows the belly of his classmate behind him. After a few people laughed for a while, he straightened his face, "I don't accept anyone playing tricks in front of me."

who do you think You Are? The bad guys on the street have a tune with the party whip...

"I respect you Su Ge, but there are some boundaries, the boundaries between people, I think you can understand."

Song Ya is not welcome. The Chicago meeting was inspired by the theory of Escobe’s delivery of goods. It was difficult to get it done with one hand and one kick. It used up a lot of connections and connections. Want to empty the white wolf to take the whole bowl? Why?

"Ah!"

Sugnett glanced at the old Mike who pulled the jacket down, and sneered disdainfully, "I'm a little bit like Miami and New York, we cooperate better than confrontation."

I had known that he had created another set, "I heard that you were beaten back by the Miami people, didn't you?" Song Ya said with a sting.

"Fxxk!"

I had a good talk, but I didn't expect that the two sides still failed to end peacefully. Maybe this kind of gangster doesn't know what a win-win situation is, "This is Los Angeles, you give me a little bit of care!"

He put down a cruel word, and led the little brothers away swaggeringly.

"Unreasonable!"

I knew that Song Ya didn't compliment him so carefully in front of him, it was a great mallet!

"Mr. Rubin?" Taraji deliberately reminded loudly outside.

Song Ya greeted him and saw a bearded white man and Sugonite passing by, "Is that Sugonite just now? Did you talk about it?" The owner of DefAmerican Records and a co-owner of American Music Magazine Looking at the leaving Sugnet and others, they walked through the door while questioning.

"How did you come?"

Song Ya was surprised at this uninvited guest, "Aren't you in New York?"

This guy is holding a big drink cup that he almost never leaves in his hand, dressed like an ordinary old man, visiting the Beverly Hills mansion is like visiting his backyard, "I moved the record company to Los Angeles." He lightly. Reply.

The bodyguard stopped him and tried to search his body, "Forget it, no." Song Ya stopped and ushered him in, "What about your New York career?"

"It exists as a branch company, no way, Warner needs me to come here."

He briefly introduced that as the producer of the rock band Red Pepper joined the Warner Records premiere BloodSugarSexMagic. He led the band that had just been retrenched due to quality problems to regain a new life. Sales exploded, and the Red Peppers’ second album met again. When it was difficult, the group members forced the palace to warner, claiming that the producer must be Riclubin.

DefAmerican Records is, after all, a Warner label, and Red Pepper is a local Los Angeles band. Rick Rubin has no choice whether it is for his boss or money, so he simply moved the company to Los Angeles, and soon before.

"You haven't answered me yet. Did you talk to Sugnett? I think he is angry." Riclubin asked.

"He's here to rob, and talk a fart."

Song Ya felt that the person in front of him was a little bit magical. Many of his singers complained that he didn't understand music at all, but the big-name bands like Red Pepper have a posture that they must be. What is the real level of this guy? "You didn't answer my question, why did you show up at my door!?"

"I heard that you live in here, so I'll take a look. We are not far away. Look..."

He pointed to another mansion in the distance, "We are there to record songs."

"What does the recording have to do with the Beverly Hills mansion?" Song Ya didn't understand.

"Oh, you are such a rookie."

He shook his head again and again. It turns out that rock bands often choose to live in the manor house when recording songs. They build the recording studio directly inside the house. They eat, live, have parties, and share flesh and blood together. Every day is a carnival. The inspiration is directly recorded, which is very convenient, "Many rock bands like this, even MJ often uses this method, don’t you need it? How did you get your inspiration? A song from conceiving a simple melody to adjusting the accompaniment, Lyrics and mixing are the result of collective wisdom and collective discussions among many people. Don't you understand these?" he asked.

"My inspiration came suddenly, and I arranged most of the content myself, and the things I took out were very complete." Song Ya answered brazenly.

"Then you are really amazing."

He entered the room and sat down. The main purpose of coming here was still for the next awards season. "You won't go to the BMA (Billboard Awards Ceremony) on the 9th of next month?"

"I've been too busy these days." Song Ya shrugged. This year, he has no awards. The best newcomer is not suitable for him. The best R&B singer competitor is Jodeci, who is mourning. WhereIsTheLove's single year title lost to BoyzIIMen's EndoftheRoad, BeautifulGirls was also suppressed into an embarrassing seven-week card two, bad heart!

"What about the AMA next January?"

Riclubin said: "The most popular rap and hip-hop singer award, your competitor is my SirMix-a-Lot, you met last time, he likes you very much."

This is the meaning of the fight~www.ltnovel.com~ This year, a very strong BoyzIIMen has emerged from the male singers. With the new major of MJ, Song Ya has lost many awards, and AMA is shortlisted. For such an award, since people are going to go, it’s not appropriate for the particles to have no receipt. "Aren’t we talking about good Grammys? And the AMA depends on the audience to vote. Even if I don’t come forward to call on the fans this year, I really don’t plan to do so. But SirMix-a-Lot can't compete with me, right?"

"Okay, then it's Grammys."

Both parties confirmed the conditions, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "We have a party tomorrow. Come on and meet friends from the Los Angeles music circle."

"Sugnet just turned my face with me, man." Song Ya didn't want to go.

"There are no street gangs, rock singers and Hollywood movie stars who like music, and they don’t overlap with the gang rap circles." Riclubin said.

"Well, I will see the situation tomorrow."