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Dylan's studio.

"What major role did that favorite music producer of yours play in your life and music career? Though you cited some of them at your interview with the 'Music extra, I can't seem to remember, can you re-echo them?". Dylan asked with a pleading expression inscribed to his face.

In honest words, he recalled vividly to every statement that flowed out of Mark's mouth at the 'Music extra' show regarding his favorite producer, but he wanted to hear it from Mark's mouth once again to make a certain point of his.

One thing was sure, Mark was ready to explain to anyone who cares to listen to how Ben had been there for him throughout his depressing and sad times. He was willing to explain it a million times if he had to, and since Dylan wanted it to be re-echoed into his ears, he was keen to do so.

"He played a very huge role in my life and music career, without his continuous encouragement, I don't know what would have become of I and my music career. His name is Ben, I remembered when I first met with him when a previous producer of mine introduced him to me. The moment he set his eyes on me, he could already detect that I was sad inside. I and him talked for a long time and he came to understand my predicaments fully as an artiste,

Not only did he become my favorite producer after that, we also became great pals. He became the person that does produce my songs most times though I do work with some other producers sometimes. Things didn't get any better after he became my best producer, the streaming numbers my songs do gather was still the same, there was no improvement to my music video views on YouTube and so on. But he kept on encouraging me and boosting my morale throughout those trying times. Even when my label boss and manager weren't helping matters for me because of the unpleasant stuff they said to me, he kept on soothing me with his encouraging words,

So he played a very huge role in my life and music career". Mark explained.

"Wow!", Dylan said clapping his hands together as an indication that he loved what he just heard, "That's a very close and true friend".

Mark sipped his whipped cream once again before uttering, "Yeah, a really really close friend and a great producer. You know what Dylan, Most of these vibeful and cool songs I do record and release are mostly produced by him. Even the beat you sent to me that I used in recording my single 'That feeling', he assisted in creating that also. My latest album that got released weeks ago, he produced all the songs in it also. He has also produced songs and albums for other artistes too, all these reveals that he is a talented and hardworking music producer".

Dylan clapped his hands once again, "Cool, I would surely love to meet with him".

Mark grinned a little before saying, " meeting with him isn't a problem, that could happen anytime soon. Coming back to the first question you asked regarding me knowing John 'cause of the little fight that almost occurred between us at Brandon's concert".

Dylan sat up on his chair as immense curiosity filled his face, "Yes, can you answer that now?".

"No, I won't answer that now, I don't want to talk about it as for now, but I'm gonna give a detailed explanation of it later. But there is a certain point I wanna state out regarding the fight that almost ensued between me and John. You remember there was a guy that stood up for me when John was almost crossing his boundaries".

"Yeah, I remember that vividly, how can I forget that, the guy flung John out of the way so you and he could pass freely. How could he do that? tossing a celebrity out of the way and causing him to fall to the ground. I was utterly shocked by his action and so was everyone". Dylan expressed, disbelief clearly evident on his face.

"That guy is Ben". Mark revealed.

"Seriously!".

"Yeah, that's Ben, my favorite and best music producer".

"Wow! that guy is really a great and true buddy to you, like he tossed a famous artiste out of the way just for you.....that's rare".

"Yeah, he is really a great buddy to me". Mark uttered with a smile on his face.

Mark didn't know when he emptied his cup of whipped cream 'cause of how great it tasted. And one thing was sure, he wanted more, so he ordered another cup of whipped cream. Meanwhile, Dylan had drunk his pack of orange juice to half, there were still contents in it, so the sipping continued. Sipping the other cup of whipped cream to his satisfaction, Mark paused for a while before saying to Dylan,

"Now, back to my questions".

Dylan sighed, he had almost forgotten that Mark wasn't done with his queries yet.

"Oh! have you forgotten that my curiosity hasn't been fully satisfied, am ain't done with my questions". Mark stated.

"Ok, you can go on with the questions, let's satisfy your curiosity to the fullest". Dylan uttered delightfully, but deep inside, he wished the questions could end here. There were still some main topics he wanted them to discuss.

"Do you have a recording studio of your own?" Mark asked.

Finally! a question Dylan had been waiting patiently for Mark to ask him....and yeah, the question eventually came in.

"Yeah, I have a recording studio of my own, and I am more comfortable when I make use of my studio to record artistes songs". Dylan retorted.

"How far is your studio away from this restaurant?". Mark inquired sipping his cup of whipped cream a little.

"Not too far, and not too near either, do you want us to go there?".

"Yeah, that's the major reason why I asked if you own a studio of yours, I want to set my eyes on it. And also, we are gonna further our discussion there. There is still some main stuff we haven't talked about yet, like the part of you helping me to achieve my heart desires, to attain fame".

"Let's hurry then". Dylan said as both of them focused more on finishing their drinks.

Within some minutes, they were done with their various drinks as Dylan headed over to the counter to settle their bills, all bills were on him. After that, they departed from the restaurant heading straight to Dylan's car. On entering the car, Dylan didn't waste time to put on the AC(Air conditioner), and Mark was like,

"Damn bro, how can you be turning on the AC in this type of cold weather? is the cold outside not enough for you?".

"Oh! I'm used to turning on the AC whether we're in cold, hot, or warm weather. But I am gonna turn it off since you don't want it". Dylan uttered as he turned off the AC and drove off.

The drive from the restaurant down to Dylan's studio wasn't that far and it wasn't that near either as Dylan said. It took them about 30 minutes to get there. Glancing at the edifice of Dylan's studio, Mark could tell that inside would be superb. And he wasn't disappointed at all in entering the studio, everything in it was standard and amazing. From the audio interface to the headphones, microphones, computers, studio monitors, and so on, they were all amazing.

Not to talk of the wide length of the room and the blue light that was radiating across it to give it a brilliant look. Apart from that, there was also a staircase in the room that led to another compartment. Mark couldn't help but wonder where the stairs led to....what was up there. He couldn't keep his curiosity to himself so he had to ask Dylan,

"This recording studio of yours is one of a kind, it is so cool and amazing. But where does this staircase lead to? is there another recording studio up there?".

Dylan smiled a little before clarifying, "There is another room up there, but it's not a recording studio. I'll call it a room for relaxing and generating of immediate lyrics. That room is there to relax and write down lyrics for a song. In case I play a nice and vibeful beat for an artiste, and he doesn't have lyrics at hand that could go along with the beat, we would climb up to that room to relax our mind and generate nice lyrics".

"Wow! that makes sense, I'll d love to see it". Mark said delightfully.

"Sure, let's go up then". Dylan uttered as both of them began mounting the stairs.