Disaster Artist

Chapter 28 "Rusty"

At dusk the next day, Bai Zhe and Roger were urgently summoned by the drummer, and the song was completed.

She was in a particularly excited and immersed state, and the moment the drums sounded gave Bai Zhe a sense of surprise as if he had been reborn.

Moya changed the tune drastically.The beat of the drum is slower than before, but the rhythm and control have become stronger.

She adds less effect to the growl, but it blends in with the song noticeably better overall.

The two people on the side couldn't help but start shaking their heads during the audition process, and they couldn't control their legs.This is so exciting.

After the song ended, Moya's face was full of confidence.Is it amazing? It's amazing. I can't believe that I wrote such an amazing thing.

It's definitely the best thing she's ever written, and it's just noise compared to what she's written before.

"Why are you suddenly so inspired?"

Bai Zhe praised it very consciously.

"It's such a nonsense thing. It turns out that inspiration sometimes runs into your mind, you know!"

Moya waved his drum stick excitedly, a little incoherently.

"Maybe because of your nonsense and the hint of magic, I had a strange dream last night."

He saw Rogge's shadow extending its spikes toward him.Brother, please don’t misunderstand, it’s all the client’s task.

"I dreamed of a rusty sun that rumbled loudly in the sky. The first time I saw it, its image coincided with my image of the roaring sound.

The grand loneliness and tragic intensity in the voice should come from a rusty star. "

"Although I don't understand it very well, it's really quite powerful."

"really."

"After I woke up from the dream, I felt that I completely understood the emotion in the voice. I didn't get stuck when I changed it. I finished it in half a day."

Bai Zhe expressed his confusion.

There is such a big difference for Moya between indirect experience through the memory materials he extracted and personal experience at the scene.

As expected, the fire brand established a connection between her and Sooko, but she didn't know how strong the connection was.

The brand totem on her right hand is no longer as dazzling as it was when it was first formed yesterday.Nothing seemed out of place, but it didn't give her any special abilities like the Eye of the Dark Tide.

With Moya's character, he would definitely not be able to hold back his words if he got super powers.

"As for the title of the song, I plan to call it "Rust", something simple."

"Very good, you decide."

"really."

Just after listening to part of the music, Bai Zhe already had [-]% or [-]% confidence in completing the commission.As long as the complete work can be completed, Mo Ya loves to toss and toss as much as he wants.

"The bass and keyboard parts have been sent to you. We will start rehearsing in three days. You are not allowed to fish."

After adding the bass, the layering of the song will be more complete and the rhythm will be more stable and stronger.Keyboards and synthesizers are used to accompany the growls, adding variety.

Bai Zhe and Rogge promised not to take advantage of the situation, and they are also very much looking forward to the effect of the full version.

"What about the lyrics? It seems like it would work without lyrics."

"I'm struggling. There's a bit of space in the middle. But we don't have a lead singer."

Moya is also thinking about this issue.Not only did their grassroots team not have a guitarist, they didn't even have a lead singer.Why don't you go get one at night?

"Well, Bai Zhe, actually, your voice is pretty good."

"I never learned to sing."

Bai Zhe suddenly felt bad.One month of beginner's bass training has already made his fingers useless. Another seven-day crash course on vocals will definitely not be able to withstand it.

"It doesn't have to be singing. It can be made into a feeling between chanting and humming, inserted in the background." "Wouldn't that be very dry?"

"Wait a minute, I'm hooking up the vocal effects."

Moya connected a small metal box to the stereo, turned a few knobs, and turned on the microphone.Integrated smart speakers are too expensive, so it is more affordable to buy them in parts.

"Hey, how's the effect?"

"Huh? This is kind of fun."

After connecting the effects, distortion, delay, reverberation and other effects were added to Moya's voice, making it "sticky" and much more three-dimensional and deep.It just sounds weird on its own.

The three of them tried it out one by one, and it turned out that Bai Zhe's tone was indeed the most suitable.According to Moya, his voice naturally has a cold and distant feeling, and the sound quality is relatively clean, which goes well with post-punk music.

"Anyway, there is no requirement for rhythm, so we will write the lyrics as soon as possible. The amount of lyrics does not need to be large, the main thing is to pursue a sense of atmosphere."

After some discussion, they decided to add three short verses to the song.

In this part of the work, Bai Zhe was finally able to play other roles besides boom boom boom boom.He has written many short scripts for Mengying, and his writing skills are relatively the best among the three.

"White snow, gray ice, red sun rusted away."

After thinking about it for a while, he wrote the first sentence.

"The day goes out with it."

"Not bad, just a few more sentences."

"Iron jungle. Change it. In the steel circle, in the mirror jungle, the night is brightly lit."

The foreshadowing of the first paragraph is over.

"After the second paragraph, we enter the climax. The emotion should be stronger to mobilize the audience."

"No hurry, let me think about it."

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Only after they officially started rehearsing together, Bai Zhe discovered how deep Rogge was hiding.

Maintenance technicians who usually rely on drill bits, welding guns and wrenches to make a living cannot play the keyboard smoothly.

No wonder Rogge always seemed to be under no pressure. The music written by Moya was indeed of average difficulty for him.

As the strongest link, Moya is so skilled that he can play the drums with his eyes closed without making any mistakes.

Rogge's thick-jointed hands danced flexibly on the keys, and he used two robotic arms to simultaneously control the synthesizer to release the modulated roar with ease.

Only Bai Zhe stared at the music score and made a lot of noises. He often made mistakes and was laughed at by the two of them.

After talking with him, he learned that it was Roger who first introduced Moya to rock music.

It's just that he has good skills but no creative talent. He only treats it as a hobby and is overtaken by little Moya.

After Bai Zhe asked Zuo Ming for guidance several times, he was finally able to relax more when playing bass, and his control of rhythm also improved a lot.

They rehearsed for three hours every night for seven consecutive days, during which Moya also made many small revisions to "Rust."

On the eighth day of the queue, the three finally performed "Rust" completely and smoothly for the first time.When he finished playing the last note, Bai Zhe felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.

On the ninth day, I was barely proficient enough to perform on stage, but the bassist didn't have time to look in the direction of the audience.

On the tenth day, Bai Zhe invited Moya and Rogge to eat hot pot at the night market, which greatly reduced his wallet.

There are still 10 days and 07 hours left in the creation time limit.

He really became an entry-level bass player within a month, taking the first step on this road of no return.It's enough to go this far, it would be rude to go any further.

(End of this chapter)