The three discussed about Song Ya’s preliminary script based on the original MV. At school, Song Ya deliberately found some books on script writing and studied.
"So you want a wide-format picture with film quality?" The producer frowned, "Movie film can easily overrun."
"It's okay. I don't need to shoot this MV repeatedly. What is captured." Song Ya explained a little bit. "Some shots will take a shot of the neighborhood of Chicago's South City, and then I will shoot a section outside the underground nightclub. Have a party here, just pat the party scene."
"That's okay." The producer smiled, "I like your style APLUS."
"There will be a lot of long shots." Zach Schneider looked at the script and said: "This kind of long shots of singers, and film quality, have to rent a Steadicam, and the photographer has to hire from Hollywood. Come master."
"No problem, I will ask Sony Columbia Pictures for resources." The producer smiled at him: "Don't you want to go to Hollywood? You should practice in advance, but you also heard what APLUS just said. Don’t waste the film. It’s expensive.”
"Then I'm fine." Zach Schneider shook the script towards Song Ya, "The script is written very well, I will go back and add it in more detail."
"Uh..." Song Ya was afraid that he would be thinking about making it into a comic style again, "I want the dilapidated and withered atmosphere of Chicago South City, so the tone is mainly dark."
"I understand." Zach Schneider also knew what Song Ya was worried about.
MV is set, UU Reading www.uukanshu.comRememberTheName's singles are also quietly put on the shelves of major audio-visual stores, Motula has set a long-term publicity plan, so apart from some in-store posters, there is no promotion for the time being. In order to cooperate with him, Song Ya did not give black DJs in major cities ‘propaganda fees’, and now the whole society is all paying attention to the incident in Los Angeles, and paying a lot of money may not be able to win attention.
is completely different from this, because the commotion when Mira sang became national news, her two old songs to De Klerk and N.W.A's FXXXThaPolice regained the new year, and the sales momentum obviously picked up. Especially to De Klerk. Last time I got warmer because of Song Ya's participation in the late night show. This time it is even more icing on the cake. Maybe Daniel is smiling from ear to ear in SBK's general manager's office.
A week later, Zach Schneider began to drive around in the Nancheng district, choosing a favorite shooting location. Of course, Song Ya did not forget to remind him to choose all shooting locations in GD, preferably in the site of Hell Bobcat.
Mila, who was not suitable for participating in activities in Los Angeles, went to New York and hid in the SBK recording studio.
And Fergie also moved to Chicago. I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. His sister chose Song Ya’s same school for her, and her dance classes and vocal private tutoring have been well done.
went to record Feel? It? Still, Song Ya, Dile, and Al again reviewed RememberTheName, and their debut will still be in the underground nightclub opposite to Old Joe Music. In addition to cooperating with the MV shooting, Song Ya also wanted to test the true quality of the song in that place. After all, the black people at the bottom were the largest audience for rap music, and Ifeelitcoming's debut at the time was not very effective.
Chicago 1990 Chapter 107: Hands-on
Hollywood equipment and personnel were quickly in place. Zach Schneider, the photographer and his assistant, were nestled in the F150's trailer, driving a huge film camera, slowly sliding across the streets of South City after ten o'clock.
"It's a bit unstable..."
The car stopped, Song Ya in the passenger seat opened the door and got out of the car. He heard the photographer mutter to the monitor.
"Let's do it again, APLUS, can you pick a section with better road conditions?" Zach Schneider asked.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter if it is unstable, it can be a little documentary style..."
Song Ya got in the car again, and said to Dilai who was driving: "Go back and walk again, slow down, and be steady, but be careful not to violate traffic rules."
Dilai turned the car around.
After the second walk, Song Ya asked Dilai to drive the car directly to the door of the underground nightclub.
The crew has already set up the equipment. Some of the'relationship households' who learned of MV shooting through various channels are scattered on the street. Most of them are black, with many boys and few girls. At night when the lights are dimly lit, they can see the darkness. People who didn't know thought that the gang was assembled. Old Joe and a few Hell Bobcats' flower headbands were leaning against the corner and chatting, by the way, they were chatting.
"Hey! APLUS!"
Eric, who had mixed with Song Ya, handed over a large stack of files, "I listened to your new song, really, it's too X, it's awesome!"
"Thank you." Song Ya casually flipped through these portrait authorization documents, "Have you signed them all?"
"Almost, but people come and go here..." Eric replied.
Song Ya knows that the black people at the bottom don't care much about this kind of right, and if they sign or not, they just follow a formality. As AK said to himself before, no one cares about these small details.
"Well, thanks, Eric." Song Ya fisted him.
"I knew I would continue to mix with you... I'm so **** regretful." Eric whispered with his back to the others: "There will be such good things to come to me in the future, I feel I sing better than Dile."
"Haha, no problem bro."
Song Ya casually responded, threw the file into the car, and went to find Lao Qiao, "Old Qiao, it's all on your behalf."
"no problem."
"Starting!" Old Joe shouted when he stood in front of the crowd, and Song Ya pushed Zach Schneider in front of him, "This is the director. I'll be **** clever later, let you do whatever you want!" Pointing to Zach Schneider and shouted.
"Everyone, let's take a panorama first...Don't look at the camera." Zach Schneider went busy.
"The new song is very good, why not increase the publicity? Boy, this song is much better than your last sissy."
Old Qiao walked back to the corner with Song Ya in his arms, "Is Columbia treating you badly?"
"No, it's okay." Song Ya shrugged. He didn't want to talk too much about Sony Columbia Records to Old Joe. "There will be your scene later, right? I'll let Zac feature you."
"Yeah." Old Joe pointed to the elongated Lincoln parked on the side of the street, "I'll be in the mirror with it later."
"You decide."
Zach Schneider took more than an hour to shoot, quickly finished the group performance and the close-ups of Lao Qiao and others, and added some shots of nearby buildings and scenery.
"It's my turn." Song Ya bid farewell to Lao Qiao, took out the Bulls red and black hat and put it on the wrong way. He changed to a new black short-sleeved T-shirt, with the usual Chinese characters on the chest, thick. There are a lot of gold chain and A+ rhinestone tag.
Zach Schneider began to direct his subordinates to sit down and prepare, and then took Song Ya and the photographer to rehearse the route several times, "!" Following his order, Dile pressed the recorder button on the car, and the rememberthename prelude sounded.
Song Ya stepped forward, while following the music lip-synching, while occasionally learning the original singer to make hip-hop gestures, while still keeping his eyes on the camera, the cameraman and assistant were driving heavy cameras and Steadicam equipment. He backed slowly in front of him.
"Card! Do it again!"
In the end, Zach Schneider looked at the monitor and ordered.