Chapter 58 Entanglement of Interests
Chapter 58 Entanglement of Interests
"You guys practice first, and try to record a demo tonight. I need it tomorrow morning. Let me make it clear, this is a very trendy electronic disco, similar in style to Donna Summer's 'I Feel Love,' but going a step further. The focus is on the rhythm of electronic synthesized sounds, while de-emphasizing traditional instruments."
"Wow, Zeke, you learn so fast!" Keith's eyes lit up. "We're still figuring out this electronic disco style, and you've already written a finished product. By the way, we also bought a synthesizer, which will come in handy."
Zeke snapped his fingers: "That's great, saves a lot of trouble. One more thing, Amanda, you're going to perform this song in a relatively androgynous way this time, like David Bowie, basically like you're a woman dressed as a man."
"Judy, could you teach Amanda for me too? Amanda, Judy has been involved in acting since she was little, and she's a professional in emotional expression and acting style."
The members of the Spiders had no objections, after all, they were all die-hard fans of David Bowie and were no strangers to this androgynous performance style; moreover, Zeke's creative talent was already evident to all, the huge success of "YMCA" was the best proof, and they completely trusted Zeke's judgment.
Judy's cheeks flushed again: "Okay, I'll do my best to help."
Zik bent down and kissed her on the forehead.
"Don't worry, it's safe here. No one can find you. I'll handle your mother's situation properly. I'll make a few calls to arrange things."
Judy nodded obediently, watching Zeke walk toward the phone in the corner of the living room, her eyes full of dependence.
Zik stood patiently in front of the phone for a while; by then, Marco should have finished transferring the inventory.
Sure enough, the phone rang a few minutes later; it was Marco calling.
"Zick, it's all done. All the ornamental plants have been loaded onto the truck. Dino and I are on our way to Amanda's villa. We'll be there soon."
"Okay, be careful on the road, don't stop," Qi Ke said in a deep voice. After hanging up the phone, he felt a little more at ease.
He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not call Henry or contact the "dentist".
He had carefully observed the area on his way here and found that there were no public telephones nearby, making it too unsafe to contact the gang directly using the villa's phone.
On the other hand, one of the reasons he kept Tino as his agent was because Tino had a criminal record and connections to gangs.
He had originally hoped Tino could help him handle some of the more shady matters, and now was the time for him to step in and solve problems. Otherwise, what was the point of him going to such lengths to keep this agent?
Just then, a hand patted his shoulder.
Zeke turned around and saw Larry standing behind him with a glass of ice water. Larry's complexion had improved considerably, but his tone was still somewhat worried.
"Zeeker, what are you planning to do about Judy? Delaying isn't a long-term solution, I have to remind you. Her passport, ID, and all her assets are in Evelyn's hands. Even if you can support her by writing songs, Judy will become an 'illegal immigrant.' She won't be able to attend school, work, or even travel legally across state lines. This will have a huge impact on her future."
Zeke turned around, his expression turning serious. "I've been thinking about this. Larry, could you help me get in touch with a family lawyer? I need the most professional one."
The specialization of lawyers in the United States is almost abnormal. Because the legal system is so vast and complex, no lawyer can be proficient in all categories. If a lawyer dares to say that he is proficient in all civil or criminal law, he is most likely a recent law student or just a "general practitioner" who handles simple neighborhood disputes in a small town.
If we compare the legal services market in the United States to a large hospital, then lawyers who handle divorce, child custody, and child support are like specialists who patronize the "family law" department.
They understand property division like professional accountants; they understand the psychology of minors like professional social workers; and they are also experts in domestic violence rights protection and emergency injunctions. They have delved deeply into their fields and are very experienced.
For Judy's matter, he needed to consult a professional like this to get the most reliable advice.
"You want to fight for custody? Are you really going to fight head-on for Judy and Evelyn?" Larry looked at Zeke's determined eyes and immediately understood his thoughts, his face full of surprise.
"Let's consult with them first to understand our chances of winning, and it's best to avoid going to court."
Zeke didn't want to make a big fuss, after all, Judy still needed to establish herself in Hollywood, and making things too ugly wouldn't do her any good.
"You're really going all out," Larry sighed, then nodded. "I can help you make the contact, but Zeke, top-tier family lawyers are very expensive; they charge by the minute. Can you afford the legal fees?"
Zeke smiled and pointed to Amanda, who was working on lyrics and practicing her singing with Judy: "Of course I can't afford it, but she can."
Larry looked in the direction he was pointing and instantly understood: Amanda was a rich second-generation, and this amount of legal fees was nothing to her.
"Alright, you're smart. I'll get in touch with Harry Finn for you. He's the lawyer who handled Neil's divorce before, and he's a titan in the Los Angeles family law scene."
"This man has a unique characteristic: he extremely dislikes appearing in the media, prefers out-of-court settlements, and is most adept at resolving the most difficult disputes with minimal cost. In Elvis Presley's sensational divorce case in 1973, he helped Elvis reach an out-of-court settlement, minimizing the losses."
Zeke thought to himself that he and Elvis were quite destined to meet, even finding the same lawyer. This lawyer was also excellent; a low-key reconciliation would be the best outcome.
"Thanks, Larry, I'll leave this to you. And one more thing, would you be willing to manage the Spiders? Me too."
"Does a cow have tits?" Larry retorted, then immediately laughed. "Shit, of course I'd love to! Only a fool would refuse something like this. Don't worry, Zeke, I definitely won't let you guys suffer."
"That's great." Zeke laughed too. "Larry, if Joyce tries to steal this song for Donna Summer, you'll have to stop her. But it won't be too difficult; I'll package the song in a way that Donna Summer would absolutely not want to sing, nor is it suitable for her."
"Where did you learn all this? You're so young, yet so meticulous. You're practically a Jew," Larry teased, his words full of admiration. "Don't worry, I'll handle Joyce."
The two exchanged a smile, everything understood without a word.
Zeke got the inspiration from Susan's identity; the manager is not a publicly known, permanent title.
Within large record companies, this type of managerial position allows them to take a cut of the royalties earned by the artists they manage, known in the industry as a "Retention Deal." The percentage is not high, usually between 1% and 3%.
But if the Spiders become as popular as The Villagers or Donna Summer, this amount of money will definitely be substantial.
This kind of commission is a very common but relatively secretive form of income in the industry, and Larry couldn't possibly be unaware of it.
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