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James' words are not just for bragging.

In fact, after two months of difficult touring activities, with their excellent strength, the Planetary Band has gradually upgraded from a small local club band to a rookie band that is well-known in several cities. Have a certain number of fixed fans.

In an era when there is no Internet and information transmission is underdeveloped, it is definitely a very powerful existence to reach this level only by one's own efforts.Therefore, even though their fame and fans are not much, and they are not worth mentioning in the eyes of some real stars, this has given them a natural advantage invisibly when competing with other unknown bands .

Even the record company that signed the Strawberry Band and the label name is Echo, was aimed at them at the beginning.

Prior to this, Davis had asked someone to record a demo tape of the band's performance and delivered it to many record companies. Many companies expressed their interest and would like to watch their live performances if they had time.

Of course, most of these replies were kind words.

But there are also not all polite words. For example, the Echo Company that signed the Strawberry Band. At that time, they sent scouts to investigate with the speculative mind of 'maybe they can catch a big fish'.

What people didn't expect was that as soon as they entered the bar gate, they saw the lead singer of the planet being taken away by the police.

As a result, the scout in charge of the investigation had a bad idea.

After that, Strawberry Band, who had been the leader for many years, happened to get inside information in advance, cleverly took away the competitors, and deliberately and meticulously prepared that night—the stage appeared!Their performance this evening was beyond the standard. In the absence of a better comparison, the scout immediately decided to abandon the planet and recommend Strawberry with all his strength.

But gold shines everywhere.

Although Echo Records missed the Planetary Band, the heads of several record companies tried to hand over business cards to Davis, the current temporary manager of the Planetary Band, after the subsequent investigation.

It's rare that Lance doesn't get carried away by Strawberry's dirty tricks and vengefully signs to a random record label.

He indulged his lead singer to sing "Rotten Strawberries" unscrupulously when he was performing around, and he didn't mind his lead singer occasionally uttering dirty words to insinuate and openly insult the record company's blindness and deafness.But in terms of the development prospects of the band, they firmly grasp the general direction, always adhere to the principle of 'not selling cheap', stabilize their mentality, sit on the ground and raise prices, and patiently wait for the most suitable record company for the band to come to their door.

For a lot of bands who want to get ahead and think crazy, his behavior is simply outrageous.

There are also some well-meaning senior musicians who occasionally come across, and will persuade a few cryptic words: "Don't delay for too long, there will be risks. The music industry is changing rapidly, and if you miss some things, you will regret it for a lifetime."

risk?

In this world, is there any good thing that can be obtained without taking risks?

If you don't want to take risks, what kind of band will you come out to form, what kind of rock star will you be?

Wouldn't it be better to sit comfortably on the sofa at home and watch TV honestly?

Therefore, Lance thanked those who reminded him politely and earnestly, but waited stubbornly all the time.

He is such a person, under the seemingly peaceful appearance, he has absolute pride in his heart: "I am the best guitarist, my lead singer is the best lead singer, and my band is also the best band! So, we deserve better."

Underpinned by this belief, they waited until Abel on Mixer Records.

But it's very interesting...

Abel was at the height of his career when he first saw the Planets perform.

As a staff member of the A&R (artistandrepertoire) department of Mixer Records, that is, the artist production department, Abel's usual job is to dig, reserve and package artists.If the signed artist is a singer, it will also involve helping the singer find a suitable record producer, urging the singer to release a record, and serving as a bridge between the singer and the record company, etc. A bunch of work.

In short, the affairs are cumbersome, and they also bear huge competitive pressure every day.

As for why he is at the most dangerous stage of his career?

"Because the death chariot! I hate the death chariot!"

That night, Abel sat at the bar and pretended to be crazy, drunkenly muttering to himself.

Last year, he spent a lot of money to sign a rock band called Death Chariot, and he paid a full four thousand pounds for the advance deposit alone!

Afterwards, the company placed high hopes on this, expecting this death chariot to become famous in one battle, and specially made a lot of early publicity, and opened up various channels for the future development of the band in advance.The whole company is ready to go, and when they finish making the record, all the departments will work together, unite to push the death chariot, and watch it domineeringly embark on the journey until it conquers all of England.

However, a full six months.

This band spent four thousand pounds recklessly, their trouser pockets were cleaner than their asses, and the record they made was a piece of shit that wouldn't sell!

Therefore, signing an artist is sometimes like a venture capital investment, you never know whether you will win or lose.

But the only thing that is certain is that once you lose, the result will never be happy.

Today, Abel is the unlucky loser.

Those bastards from Chariots of Death had almost cornered him.

In the company, the marketing department hated him because they couldn't get that shit record out, and the radio department hated him because they tried everything they could, and the radio stations in the UK wouldn't play it because The content of the song is extremely bloody, violent and uncivilized; the boss of the record company hates him even more, because the [-] pounds he spent was thrown into the water for nothing, without even splashing a single splash. A lot of shit records that cost a lot of money and still haven't sold to this day, this kind of behavior is like occupying the bathroom without pooping, and ripping all the toilet paper is disgusting.

Abel was surrounded by enemies.

At this time, probably only the competitors still love him!

Because his failure just underlines how wise those who failed to sign Deathstroke were wise.

Those who fought with him to sign a contract with Chariot of Death, and lost to him in the end, have all changed from losers to prophets of "I guessed that Chariot of Death would not work", and they seem to have expected this He has an inscrutable expression, and from time to time, he can say a word when chatting with people in a compassionate and gentle way (gloating): "Oh, poor Abel!"

Go to hell!

Abel really didn't want to see the hypocrisy of these people.

But the house leak happened to rain all night.

At his lowest, most depressing, and most failing moment, another intelligence message started to circulate in the company that 'this time next year, the A&R department will fire a person', and almost everyone in the company turned on him There was a touch of sympathy, as if he had invisibly determined that he was that person: "Oh, poor Abel!"

Poor Abel!

Poor Abel!

Poor Abel!

Unknowingly, he suddenly stood on the edge of the cliff.

As long as someone exerts a little force, he will quickly fall downward until he falls to pieces.

"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?" Abel's mind was spinning.

Although he got drunk to vent his emotions in the bar, deep down in his heart he was absolutely unwilling to leave the scene sadly.

It was at this time that the Planetary Band took to the stage.

All of them are idle, with the bad habits they formed during the tour. The guitarist holds a cigarette in his mouth and tunes indifferently; the lead singer has messy blond hair and holds a beer bottle in his hand. He went on stage while drinking; the drummer twirled the drumsticks flexibly in his hands, as if he was doing acrobatics; the bassist wore a black vest, revealing the cyan tattoo on his arm.

With just one glance, Abel frowned in disgust, and a touch of disgust could not help showing between his brows.

He couldn't help muttering to himself: "It's another group of idiots who think they can make a band by playing cotton a few times!"

Apparently, he, who had just been abused by the death chariot band not long ago, felt angry with all the rock bands.

But at this time, the spotlight on the stage was turned on, and a light just hit the faces of the lead singer and the guitarist, and Abel's sight suddenly stopped.

Actually, to put it mildly...

Most people in the music industry may not be as passionate about music as an average fan.

For example, Abel once said in private: "Art is not my responsibility, making money is my first priority."

Therefore, when he noticed the almost invincible beauty of the black-haired guitarist when he calmed down; when he noticed the almost brilliant aura of the blond lead singer smiling out a pair of small canine teeth, he couldn't help but move slightly, as if seeing a The portrait of the Queen of England printed on each banknote is showing a mysterious and charming smile towards herself.

Even more coincidentally, the Planetary Band was singing "Rotten Strawberries" that day.

Compared with the band's other extremely powerful and aggressive songs, this song is light, lively, with a playful and teasing tone, but it is also very sweet.

Apples, bananas, oranges and pears, only the strawberries are rotten!

Cherry lemon jackfruit, only the strawberries are rotten!

Strawberries are being bought every day, and strawberries are rotten every day!

The blond frontman spun wildly around the guitarist on stage like a little madman.

But the black-haired guitarist remained expressionless, and his subordinates kept letting the dynamic guitar sound envelope the entire stage.

Poor strawberries, sad strawberries, trampled, scratched, crushed and dripping with juice!

The sweetest strawberry, the most expensive strawberry, the first strawberry to rot, the strawberry with the least fighting power, it's rotten!Rotten! !The strawberries are rotten again today! !

The tone was really pure and transparent, the content was childish and loud, the tone was cheap and bad, full of malice.

But people just couldn't move their ears away, as if they drank a glass of lemonade suddenly on a hot summer day, and the mouth was sour and refreshing.

Abel, who doesn't care about shit music at all, probably didn't notice it himself.

His hands were already involuntarily beating time on his lap following the rhythm of the music.

After another stanza, the blond lead singer finally stopped.

Maybe he was tired from running and dancing, he was panting, squatting in the middle of the stage like a hooligan, holding a microphone in one hand, and holding a strawberry he didn't know where he got it in the other, maybe it was Which audience just gave it.

Anyway, the guy just sighed at the raised strawberry and sang the last verse, "Alas! useless strawberry!"

Then, he was very embarrassed and naturally put the strawberry in the middle of his pink lips, smiled at the audience below, and bit down with his teeth in slow motion. The white tips of the teeth easily pierced the fragile fruit of the strawberry. The skin of the skin was bitten off, the red juice splashed slightly, and a little remained on the lips.Then, he stuck out his tongue, licked his lips contentedly, licked the little tiger's teeth left and right, opened his mouth suddenly, and showed off the crushed strawberry pomace to the audience, but soon realized that the action was wrong Great, I closed my mouth in embarrassment.

From the beginning to the end, he teased the audience without knowing it, covered his mouth stupidly, and snickered like a proud little villain.

In the end, he simply sat down on the stage, as comfortable as at home, lazily followed the accompaniment of the guitar, and continued to repeat the last sentence slowly in a long voice: "La la la—poor ~ grass... ...The strawberry...is rotten! The strawberries you bought are rotten-fall-off!"

At this moment, Erwin dared to swear to God!

When this kid was eating strawberries unconsciously, there were definitely countless people eager to pounce on him, press him on the stage, kiss his lips, help him lick every drop of strawberry juice from his lips, and even... This also includes myself!