The melodious and grand tune vibrated powerfully through the speakers, and you could almost feel the layers of sound waves surging, stirring up intense emotions. The clear resonance of the symphonic strings was cleverly hidden within the melody, and the feeling of "the sea is vast for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly" brought a sense of freedom and exhilaration that made both body and mind feel completely refreshed.
However, it still felt like something was missing.
Alice opened her mouth, as if wanting to taste something, but then realized that the air had no flavor, and there was nothing in her mouth. So she smacked her lips, closed them again in disappointment, and a flash of inspiration struck her. She immediately grasped it and understood.
Vocals. What the melody lacked was vocals.
Whether it was the morning after the full moon party or the opening act for Bruno's concert, Ronan's singing was the soul of the entire song.
In fact, both times he sang "Chasing the Light," the melody wasn't complete and had a significant difference from the finished version in the studio today. However, Ronan's vocals injected a resilience into the song that danced on the edge of fragility, truly showcasing the power contained within the melody and lyrics, even giving it a stronger force, like a faint ray of light in the darkness, guiding people to sprint towards hope with all their might.
That was the soul of the song.
"Ronan, how was it?"
It was Ollie who spoke. After the melody finished playing, Ollie's voice, filled with anticipation and a hint of nervousness, broke the quiet and silence of the recording studio.
Maxim and Cliff also both looked over, but neither of them looked good. They were drenched in sweat and exhausted, like eggplants that had been hit by frost.
After experiencing repeated torment, they had lost all sense of time and had no idea how long they had been in the recording booth. Apart from going out for a smoke and using the restroom to slightly relax their nerves, they had been working in the studio the entire time, and their physical and mental energy was completely drained.
Actually, according to the usual practice, working non-stop like this wasn't ideal, because being in a bad state could also affect the final output of the recording. Artistic work, more or less, still needed a touch of inspiration. However, the band's situation was special. They had no time and no money. Even if it wasn't ideal, they had to bite the bullet and push through. When they were tired, their only option was to wash their faces in the restroom to force themselves awake and then continue working.
Maxim could guarantee that anyone who endured several hours of Ronan's torment would be in this state, without even the strength to speak.
At this moment, their inner emotions were also very complicated. On the one hand, they resisted the torment of returning to the recording studio again, and on the other hand, they hoped that the recording effect would be satisfactory—not to avoid work, but genuinely hoping to record a piece that would move the listeners.
Whoosh.
The air seemed to freeze for a second, and then you could see the corners of Ronan's mouth slightly turn up—
The familiar Ronan was back, no longer in robot mode, with a smile full of joy in his eyes. "Great, now it's time for my part."
"Yeah!" Ollie raised his hands and cheered. Maxim and Cliff also both clenched their fists in celebration. Compared to relief, joy and happiness were even more overwhelming, surging back and forth in their chests. The arduous work had finally paid off, and the feeling of being moved and satisfied was beyond words.
Actually, it still couldn't be considered perfect, but considering the limitations of time and conditions, this was already the best level Ronan could achieve within his capabilities. If they continued to pursue perfection, it would be nitpicking and slowly making adjustments at the detail level.
So, this version was already ready for release.
Ronan also stood up and stretched out, his joints cracking loudly. He had been hunched over in front of the soundboard for too long and felt like he was about to transform into Gollum from "The Lord of the Rings." Then, he could hear his stomach rumbling in protest.
Ronan lowered his head and touched his stomach. The intense hunger was protesting severely. Only then did Ronan notice the time in the corner of the computer screen—it was already 9:30 PM. They had been working non-stop in the recording studio for nearly ten hours. It had indeed been a long and exhausting day.
But at the same time, Ronan also realized that they had to speed up. They couldn't continue to delay on both time and money. The hunger issue had to be put aside again—it had to work, otherwise, they might regret missing today's opportunity even more.
"Okay, then I'll start recording. Let's make it quick and finish early so we can still make it for late-night snacks."
Ronan rubbed his hands together, walked past Ollie, and directly pushed open the door to the recording booth.
Ollie and Maxim exchanged a look. In the end, Maxim sat down at the soundboard, ready to take on the role of recording engineer to complete the work.
Cliff nudged Maxim with his shoulder and then gave him a look. Ollie also raised his eyebrows and winked at Maxim.
Without needing words, Maxim immediately understood: they had been bullied by Ronan for so long, now it was their turn for revenge.
Actually, Ronan, just like the band members, was returning to the recording studio today after many years. Their feelings of nervousness and unfamiliarity, excitement and joy were all the same. It was just that after nearly ten hours of non-stop work, pouring their hearts and souls into it, Ronan had now fully adapted.
Despite this, when he actually entered the recording booth, his heart suddenly started beating faster. This made Ronan jump up and down gently in place, trying to relax his muscles, and then he started walking in circles in the recording booth.
"Ahhh... Ahhh..." First ascending, then descending, then repeating it again, but raising the entire scale by an octave, "Ahhh... Ahhh..." After finishing, he started moving his lips, using the "doo-doo-doo" method to relax his mouth, and his vocal cords relaxed along with it.
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The teammates sitting outside could also clearly sense Ronan's nervousness. Ollie couldn't help but press the button and mock him with a chuckle, "Ronan, you must have forgotten, you have a day like this too, haha."
Ronan raised his hands in surrender. "Can I raise the white flag in advance?"
This immediately made his teammates burst into laughter.
He let out a long, long breath, his right hand placed on his heart. He could clearly feel the thumping of his heart, which felt like it was about to jump out at any moment. More than nervousness, it was excitement and anticipation. That familiar feeling began to spread through his blood.
Finally!
He was finally standing in the recording booth again.
He adjusted the microphone height, adjusted the position of the music stand, and then put on his headphones. After falling silent, the sound of his heartbeat became even clearer, allowing Ronan to truly feel the vibrancy and reality of life.
"Okay, I'm ready," Ronan said into the microphone.
(End of this chapter)