Not So Little Secrets

Chapter Seventeen: Going For It

Santana's POV:

Im halfway through my senior year of college and with everything going on with school, work, Brittany and Bryce, haven't really had any time for the studio. I've still been writing music but I haven't been able to record anything yet. Brittany has Bryce today so I've been in the studio with my producer recording for the past 3 hours.

My producer Anna, has been nothing but great, she's the best. Yeah, she's the only producer I've worked with, but if i were to ever work with another one they would have a lot to live up to. She has taught me so much, not just about producing and music but also about the business side of the industry. I can really appreciate that because it doesn't hurt to learn more about something you plan to be involved in for a career.

Though I wasn't able to be in the studio alot lately, Anna would still send me beats to hear so I could write to them if I liked them. So far today we've knocked out about 4 songs. I'm currently in the booth finishing up my third verse on the 5th song.

"I would never ask for nothing that I won't give in return...
You will never have to question the value of my worth...
Cause if you had no money we would be alright...
And if you had no money you would still be mine...
Baby I can give you all that you need...
And as far as what I'm bringing to the table...
I Bring Me" I sing into the mic.

"That was great San" Anna says into my headphones.

"Can you play that verse back so I can hear it."

"Yea, anddddd here we go." She says playing it back.

"Okay now just copy and paste the chorus to come in after the verse as the Outro with a fade out."

"Okay give me a quick second."

"Bad Bitch. That's me.
That Bitch. That's me.
Game Bitch. That's me.
Lame Bitch. Not me...
What you get is what you see...
And I bring, I bring, I bri-" mumbling the lyrics while I wait

"Okay here it go." Anna says playing the end of the song back as I bop to it and listen.

"Yesssss, Anna you are the best." I say as I hang my headset on the mic stand.

"You killed that track, I think you should release that song first." She says.

"Thanks Anna" I hug her as I walk out the booth.

"Don't thank me, you're the one with the vocals and the pen." She says pulling out the hug.

"Yeah, but still-"

"No buts Santana. You really have something and I admire all that you do." She says as she sits in her seat.

"What do you mean?" I say sitting next to her.

"You know how I'm always trying to teach you everything I know about being a producer? Whether it's editing, mixing, or learning what everything on the mixing console does to make a beat."

"Yeah"

"I tell you this because you already know how to play instruments, you can sing, you can dance and you write your own music."

"So what are you saying?"

"Because you're able to do all those things yourself means that you really get to dictate your future. You get to make and keep most of the money you earn, a lot of people in the industry dont know how to do all that so they have to pay producers, song writers, etc."

"That's why I don't understand you teaching me about being a producer, why are you teaching me about producing if it puts your job at risk?" I say confused.