ctnovel Chapter 205 Punk Company Seeks Punk Band
Chapter 205 Punk Company Seeks Punk Band
Chapter 205 Punk Company Seeks Punk Band
"Dude, that's not even the problem!"
Sam wiped his sweat; he completely understood what Lin Lixin wanted to do.
But there seems to be a very serious problem here.
"Authorization fees, my foot! There's absolutely no provision in the law about how to handle this kind of authorization."
Generally speaking, according to this game sales model, the mechanical reproduction royalties stipulated by the copyright office can be used.
For every copy of the game sold, a fee must be paid to the copyright holder.
However, video games are not subject to this provision, and publishers may take this opportunity to demand exorbitant profits and share.
"One or two songs are fine, but according to your idea, our music library should be as extensive as possible, right? Charging a fee for every song would just be sucking us dry, wouldn't it?"
Just thinking about the potential legal troubles this work might cause in the future made Sam's temples throb.
The risk is too high, and it's too troublesome.
"Um--
Lin Lixin frowned slightly.
The challenges he encountered when developing a rhythm game were far greater than he had anticipated.
These problems don't even originate from the development process itself.
Currently, rhythm game licensing is a completely gray area, with legal provisions only covering physical records, broadcasts, and live performances.
Interactive entertainment software, as a new product of the digital age, is completely unprotected and unaffected by the law.
Unless the copyright holders are fools, they will inevitably be tempted to take a bite out of GAMENOVA, this traffic monster.
Just dealing with them would take who knows how long, which is really not worth it.
But can NMB rely solely on itself?
That definitely won't work either.
Even if their production capacity is high, they will inevitably have the problem of fixed styles, and listening to them too much will inevitably lead to aesthetic fatigue.
"Eh?"
Thinking of this, Lin Lixin suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "There's absolutely no need for us to negotiate ourselves. We should wait for the copyright holders to come to us."
"Huh? You're going to directly infringe on their copyright and steal their songs??"
Sam was startled and jumped up from his chair.
"No, no—"
Lin Lixin then realized that there might have been some ambiguity in his words, and quickly explained, "I mean, we demonstrate the potential commercial value of the game, so that copyright holders will take the initiative to approach us to discuss joining, or even—pay to join the game."
In this way, it is the copyright holders who will have a headache because they are unclear about the legal provisions.
"Video games and music are completely different fields — the conversion rate of our game sales to record sales is not very ideal."
The albums "Flying Dream" and "Castlevania" achieved such phenomenal sales entirely due to their truly high quality.
Add to that the game's overwhelming advertising and its brainwashing-like repetitive playback, as well as the novelty of the CD medium and its perfect compatibility with NovaXeno.
These objective factors are all indispensable.
"You're right, but this time our player audience already includes music lovers."
Lin Lixin chuckled, finally resolving this troublesome matter. "However, we do need to find a suitable candidate to set the stage."
A game company that never follows the rules and has a punk style has unsurprisingly found a rock band with the same style—or even more exaggerated style—as its partner.
Minneapolis.
【The Replacements】
Lin Lixin looked at the crooked sign hanging in front of the door of a damp basement, hesitated for a long time, and then knocked on the door.
"Gah—"
Well, their door wasn't closed properly at all.
As the door was pushed open, a strong smell of alcohol mixed with the dampness of the basement rushed out, immediately hitting Lin Lixin hard, almost blasting him out.
Suppressing the strong smell of alcohol, Lin Lixin barely managed to take a step, only to step directly onto an arm that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
Lin Lixin silently withdrew his foot.
He knew he had just been hit hard, but the owner of the arm hadn't uttered a sound.
There is no other reason.
Lin Lixin followed the arm and saw the man lying sprawled on the sofa against the wall, holding a guitar and an empty wine bottle in his other hand.
This is Slim, the new guitarist for The Replacements, who just took the job last year.
As for the original guitarist—
He was naturally fired because of his serious alcoholism and addiction problems.
This phenomenal rock band, which changed its name due to being banned from performing because of alcoholism, fired its guitarist because of alcoholism, and is about to be banned by MTV for alcoholism in the future, embodies the term "punk" in a very postmodern way.
"That's so hardcore!"
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Lin Lixin got to know this band because of Marvel's "Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3".
The song "I Will I Be" in the movie is a work by this extremely chaotic band in front of us.
Although this song did not make it onto the commercial charts due to various issues, it is still playing on university radio stations across the United States and even remains at number one.
This is an alternative rock and garage punk work specifically targeting young people.
"I said—" Lin Lixin kicked the guitarist Slim, but found that he had no intention of waking up, so he helplessly continued to walk deeper into the area.
Paul, the all-around king who is the leader, lead singer, guitarist, lyricist, and composer, lay on a long bench some distance inside, holding a well-made guitar that looked expensive.
"Hello? Is there anyone alive here? I'm here to buy the license for your album."
"Um----?
Paul rubbed his eyes, struggling to sit up straight while holding his head. "Buy the copyright—?"
His mind was still a bit sluggish, which was hard to ignore given recent events.
They just got a new guitarist, were just banned from performing because of alcoholism, and were just discarded by mainstream labels like trash.
For someone to come to them to buy copyrights at a time like this, they must be a genius, no less than them.
Lin Lixin pulled a business card out of his pocket and casually introduced himself: "I make video games, and I'm hoping to buy the copyright to your work and put it in my game."
"oh----"
Paul was too exhausted to even look at the elegant business card. He casually took it, tossed it aside, and said, "No problem, hiccup. How much are you willing to pay?"
"As for the price of the entire album 'Let It Be'—um—how about $5?"
"Taking away the young master?!"
Paul suddenly sprang up from the bench like a spring, his previously blurry eyes widening instantly.
"Uh—isn't that enough?"
"Fifty thousand? US dollars?! How many installments are needed?"
Paul's brain has completely lost its ability to think.
It's not that it's not enough, it's that it's too high, far too high!
Given their current situation, even five thousand dollars would be a good deal.
However, Lin Lixin added another zero to the price.
"Pay in cash all at once. If you're willing, we can sign the contract today."
"￥%=！@￥#&；！！！"
Paul immediately rattled off a whole bunch of slang and profanities that even Lin Lixin couldn't understand with his limited vocabulary.
He suddenly went berserk, grabbing a bottle and smashing it against the wall.
Bassist Tommy and the others then awoke in a daze.
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