The Genius Composer Starts Again - Chapter 83

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Ding!

[ New mail received ! ]

Click.

[ From: SLO ([email protected])

To: YULE ([email protected])

Subject : OST Collaboration Proposal

Hello, YULE.

I am SLO, the executive producer of Slow Music Lab. I have mainly been active in the hip-hop/R&B scene, and recently I’ve been expanding my activities to include advertising and drama music.

I recently listened to your work, and I found the way you build emotional lines and arrange harmonies very interesting. It seems to align well with the direction of the OST I’m currently working on, so I’m making this collaboration proposal.

Our team has currently completed the first main theme composition,

and we are looking for a second composer to reinforce the detailed texture of emotional expression.

The project overview is as follows.

-Title: tvM Drama 【Jealousy is My Strength】

-Theme: “Emotions of freedom and rebirth after separation”

-Progress stage: First theme completed

-Requested scope: Second track enhancement

-Deadline: Within 2 weeks

-Copyright distribution: Main composer SLO / Co-composer YULE (Copyright distribution 7:3, based on music revenue)

The work will proceed entirely remotely, and the basic structure will be delivered immediately after NDA signing.

Due to the production schedule, quick consultation is needed,

and I ask for your reply as soon as possible.

I would be happy if we could create synergy together.

Thank you.

SLO,

Executive Producer / Composer

SLO Music Lab ]

Even after reading the entire email, I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen for a while.

‘I can’t keep receiving work through other people forever. I did create a business email account.’

This was the first time I received a proper collaboration email like this.

When I told Min Chan-hyeok that I had created an email, he said he would spread the word around. Since there had been no news for a while, I was thinking of focusing on my studies for some time.

‘SLO. That’s a name I know too.’

Even to me, who was completely ignorant about hip-hop, SLO’s name wasn’t unfamiliar. A hip-hop producer who swept the upper ranks of streaming charts.

Show Me The Money season something. Anyway, he appeared there as quite an authoritative producer and made his face known to the public.

I remember him being closer to a beatmaker than a composer.

‘That’s probably why he’s looking for someone to reinforce the emotional lines.’

Thinking that way, the collaboration proposal made sense.

‘Besides, this drama. It’s going to be quite a famous work. It wouldn’t be bad to have my name on the OST either.’

I placed my hands on the keyboard with a subtle smile.

[ From: YULE ([email protected])

To: SLO ([email protected])

Subject : Re: [OST Collaboration Proposal]

Hello, SLO.

Thank you for the proposal.

Please share the NDA and related materials.

I will proceed with the work schedule within the 2 weeks you suggested. ]

‘Two weeks. That’s a deadline that would make other composers give up.’

Even for me, thinking about doing this alongside my studies makes my head spin. But there was a reason I sent the acceptance email without hesitation.

‘The skill, Flame of Creation.’

[ SYSTEM – V1.0 ]

> Skill ‘Flame of Creation (A)’

> Description : Burns the creator’s soul to leave behind an immortal melody.

> Effect :

– Creative efficiency +200%

> Warning :

– Excessive use may cause damage.

The reward I barely obtained after endless tug-of-war between Bella and Ian, Flame of Creation.

I could tell it was an A-grade skill, but reading the description made it seem even more overpowered.

‘200% increase in creative efficiency!’

That meant productivity increased by 2 times, meaning I could use time twice as efficiently. It was practically no different from having another clone of myself.

‘Though the warning is somewhat ominous.’

What exactly did ‘damage’ mean?

Physical loss? My hands and feet might become paralyzed, or I might lose my hearing again.

‘Besides, the description is quite meaningful too. Burning the creator’s soul.’

There is a saying that all art is combustion. But wasn’t the modifier ‘burning one’s soul’ just a metaphorical expression?

‘Anyway. I just need to not overuse it.’

I muttered to myself.

‘Flame of Creation.’

Then my vision suddenly became blurry. The breath I exhaled began to carry a strange heat.

A pounding sound came from within.

Thump.

Thump.

My heartbeat pounded in a steady rhythm, then something hot surged up.

It truly felt like burning my soul. I couldn’t stay still due to the hot passion.

I placed my hands on the keyboard as if possessed.

Golden flames seemed to flicker along my fingertips. Sparks flew naturally in my head.

My head melted down hot like molten metal.

In the midst of that, only one thing was clear.

-♩♪♬♩

Music.

Enchanted by that captivating thing, I had no choice but to move my fingers. My mind became clean like a blank sheet, and all consciousness converged toward only one purpose.

When I surrendered to that flow, music naturally descended onto the keyboard.

***

Ding!

A new notification window popped up on the monitor, brightly illuminating the dark room.

Then the interior of the room, where the smell of alcohol and cigarettes were horribly intertwined, was clearly revealed.

SLO muttered while frowning deeply.

“Ugh, damn. What the hell, so suddenly.”

“Looks like an email came in.”

“Ah. What crazy bastard is sending emails at this hour.”

When I checked my phone, it was 11 AM.

“It’s the crack of dawn.”

SLO yawned so wide his mouth nearly split. For him, whose day and night were usually reversed, 11 AM was no different from 3 AM.

Still, thinking it might be urgent contact, SLO sat down at his desk while rubbing his barely opening eyes.

His head was splitting from all the alcohol he’d poured down the night before.

“My head’s killing me, fuck. This better not be nothing.”

SLO cursed as he opened the email.

[ New Email Received: YULE ]

“Huh?”

SLO scratched the back of his head roughly. His eyes were still half-closed.

“Ah, that mysterious bastard. Looks like I really did send an email while drunk yesterday.”

Memories from last night came flooding back. With everyone around giggling and egging him on, he’d actually sent a polite collaboration email.

He remembered that when they immediately asked for an NDA and materials, he’d sent the first theme.

“What? So I sent it yesterday evening.”

But they’re replying the very next day?

In less than 24 hours?

“This guy’s completely insane too…”

How hastily must they have worked on it. SLO chuckled as he opened the email.

“Well, works out for me. I was planning to make all sorts of excuses to reject it anyway.”

The production deadline was only 2 weeks. There’s no way a rookie composer could create a song that would satisfy him in that time.

‘Even if they do make a song I like, it doesn’t matter.’

Because he could just refuse it by saying he didn’t like it.

If he dragged things out like that, the 2-week deadline would fly by. Then SLO could throw a fit.

‘What are you going to do about the delays from missing the deadline, it’s affecting the next schedule too, I’m going to claim full damages compensation… Just a little intimidation and rookies usually don’t know anything and just give up.’

Just imagining it was so amusing that laughter naturally leaked out.

‘When they come to apologize then, I’ll tell them to do it properly and call them here. Mysterious my ass, let me see that smug face of yours.’

Thinking that, SLO put on his headset.

He pressed the play button and closed his eyes.

He had no expectations.

It would be a song hastily worked on for just a few hours at most.

The first 5 seconds,

SLO’s expression hardened.

10 seconds.

His eyebrows trembled slightly.

1 minute.

Before he knew it, he had his mouth wide open.

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