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Bts voice analysis anon here! I just wanted to thank you for taking the time to respond ❤ it made complete sense why yoongi is the deepest I kinda feel bad for him everytime he wants to sounds cheerful or speak in a way so people can hear him he strains his voice

lot to talk about, i’d like to expand on this. especially what his voice being the deepest means for bts’ songs. plus, where his undiscovered vocal talents are, and in what manner his voice will not strain.

that he’s very introverted contributes to what you say, but yoongi is certainly the odd one out voice-wise, such low baritones hardly sound upbeat. similar to how taehyung being the odd one out in the vocal line whose head voices are literal superpowers. i really respect him for singing with jin and jimin who can climb one octave higher than him, up to C#5! and with jk who has the best technique and breaks into the 6th octave if he goes on like that.

it’s very much like yoongi who probably has to mix their tracks back and forth to fit his parts with hobi (who is a tenor as a rapper! — very uncommon) and namjoon who raps in several modes. very low, very high, very impactfully. he’s the most full-bodied baritone in the group even if he’s only the third-deepest. the tone is just so rich. both hoseok and RM are extreme vocal chameleons on top of that. in speaking and in their music you can hear the difference to yoongi all the time. they don’t suddenly drop in pitch and they’re vocal acrobats.

hobi in particular, this guy can do anything. the sheer agility my god, he connects his registers. he can go up and down, impersonate and do a million effects, adlibs, you know the drill. it’s him who actually owns the “cheerful/loud and clear” brand you mention. which is good if not fantastic for yoongi’s production endeavours, the group mood, and how bts cannot be ignored — but tough for yoongi’s voice and comparison thinking, and when he tries to make a point in interviews. maybe it’s not bad that bts have to slow down sometimes to let yoongi speak, but his tone is drowned out (not intentionally of course) in other occasions and he wakes up hoarse often as we saw. which might sound hot, but it’s not good for him as you say.

to be clear. i wouldn’t chalk down his more monotonous and silent tone as a weakness, it’s just outside of bts’ other vocal variety. he makes up for it with speed and good lungs anyway. we just have to listen more closely to him in talks/episodes/conferences but i think he shouldn’t worry about it either or try to sound more enthusiastic, the fans love his soothing speech for its pure sake. he does change it regardless to be more poignant and blend in. it has pros and cons but it wears him out.

yoongi’s voice is under that strain not just in conversation but also in the studio if he wants to bring connection to the rap line parts instead of having 3 songs in 1. which usually ends up happening anyway. that’s also why the cyphers (!) switch genres mid-song so often: their voices are all strong in different registers! yoongi the lowest, joon midrange, and hoseok up high. 

that’s why cypher pt2 is a HUGE stunt and production masterpiece: hoseok’s part is tuned differently, then other instrumentals start with namjoon. and you can literally hear, okay alright a deep voice is coming! from there it just gets deeper and deeper until yoongi is just rapping over a bass guitar (every baritone’s best friend lmao!). god, please give yoongi a big bassline for his every part. “ugh” is the exact opposite: yoongi has to start too high and namjoon also has problems with the key, only hoseok can fully take off after 1:50 with perfect vocal stability. guess which song is autotuned: it’s not cypher pt2! a 3 in 1 song fuels the rapline in a way where they are most comfortable. it’s crazy how far apart they are among each other vocally and it has to be considered.

it’s a dilemma but also why bts’ rap line can tackle any song with at least one member suiting it. they complement each other, every register (except the rare whistle register, aka what mariah/ariana do) is covered. i think that contributed to bts’ fame, it’s so important. however usually, the song caters to hoseok since tenors are preferred in kpop music, or it caters to RM as he’s the central songwriting entity even if mind you, he always thinks about all the members and works closely with yoongi.

but even with joon’s support, it doesn’t work if yoongi is caught in his wish to be a tenor. we’ve seen how much the guy talks about wanting his range to become wider and how he even tried singing quite high for his standards on d-2. he goes as far as collabing only with sopranos to help him achieve that pitch. yoongi is invested to pretty much change his entire vocal type 🙁because the environment simps for high notes so bad (which is fair, falsetto is related to releasing certain happy hormones and highlights parts in songs, but still).

... he actually can’t, unless he wants to damage his throat. that’s the last thing we want. a listener can get the serotonin from a very deep voice equally if they got good taste.

thing is. you cannot morph yourself into a different vocal type and shift your range to the opposite of your comfort zone unless you’re whitney houston. even one in a million tenors like baekhyun can’t make themselves a baritone. his lowest notes are less clear no matter how hard he practices, even if his chest voice is almost operatic and his technique excels. meanwhile, chanyeol (who’s a lyric baritone and exo’s deepest voice) effortlessly hits them without (!!) that kind of decade-long training. have baekhyun or jimin been called bad singers for not being able to cover the other end of the spectrum? nope. so: why would yoongi be a bad vocalist who needs autotune. with lessons, oh man, he could do a lot and many things he dreams of. he has a very unique timbre and enough musical knowledge to do so.

so, we see the magic of your natural supported range. it’s simply given to you. imagine that: if you know you’re not a tenor, you could sort of outsing jungkook — obviously not by technique, but projection— as long as the song is tailored to you and the notes are low enough. yep, jk’s lower register is not extremely forward. each note is perfectly sung because he’s jk, but his power vocals are settled much higher. joon/tae/yoongi would sound much fuller with huge oomph in those lines. that’s where yoongi would be much more clear-sounding to us. a lot of baritone rappers in kpop would be damn good singers. 

that’s why it’s good how a lot of rappers produce solos on their own so they can try it out. 

you just have to respect that your range usually (not always) goes in one direction. once yoongi rightfully decides to abandon his high note fantasy and goes lower just for fun, we are not safe anymore lmao! exception for range: female singers have an advantage there. trained mezzo-sopranos have great access to the head voice and lower registers since they’re in the perfect middle of the scale. but the guys, forget it, even the baritenors. yoongi’s fullest voice will always be coming from a chesty depth and we love him for it. guy just needs to realize.

that’s why his real challenge is rather somehow tweaking the rap parts so his voice finds good resonance like in “혼술” or even “ddaeng”. where his voice is strong, relaxed, and full and flowing. ddaeng — “boy with luv”, too— is ironically in a very high pitch and again caters to hobi’s tone the most, but: yoongi just scales down to his own octave and it still fits, so — great key choice and musicality! and adaptation. it’s not easy to do. you can tell he plays piano.

he either becomes less easy on the ear or has to autotune himself entirely if he works against his voice. or: goes on a track way outside his supported range (dynamite, WOW). it’s a shame. “daechwita” and “agust d” are such a case: both go into the head voice where your resonance should show the most aka the chorus. there are aggressive belts/snarls/shouts that make more sense for higher, trained voices. yoongi is most famous for raps that are literally designed to fuck up his vocal cords 😷that he’s so skilled as a rapper prevents him from that to a degree, but it’s still not healthy. he adapts a lot to bts’ overall delivery but he doesn’t have to, in fact: he could go in the other direction and it would work even better.

the reason for the title track issue: they are the most energetic. in k-pop, energetic means amping up the pitch. and that’s probably a logical choice and a natural human association. if you make a baritone kpop track with a lot of energy, it probably becomes pretty creepy, uneasy, film noir. but i think that’s exactly yoongi’s thing: to unsettle and critique and rage. i think it could work out. lil nas x is a baritone pulling it off. he achieves energetic title tracks, he honors his vocal type well imo. his live singing is cool af, i need this so hard in the rap landscape. so, it’s not impossible to do.

the trick is probably setting everything to minor key. surprise... yoongi’s challenging title tracks are all in major key. boy with luv: minor key, interesting. the former are extremely difficult for him to do so hats off. “shadow” is more suitable for his baritone as is “burn it”. it needs a very heavy, dark track. which is why it’s good that yoongi has that kind of public image. a baritone’s best genre is not super light and whimsical. that’s why all of our baritone faves are not main vocalists but main rappers. kai, taehyung, jaehyun: low voices in vocal lines are soldiers.

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now a note on yoongi’s best method of singing since it reflects his voice type and brings out the fullness of it. as in, how does it crack and strain less? guess why “사람” is yoongi’s favorite d-2 song to sing. it’s ALL his comfortable range and the singing — very beautifully done —  is in mixed register (= head + chest)! which imo might be his secret weapon. it allows him to do what he longs to do successfuly without going extremely high. bingo.

because: even with baritones, the golden middle is still important. they’re not as deep as a bass, after all. that’s why their voices are so honey-laced in the mixed range and it sounds amazing. heaven, their timbre sounds so seductive. so, it’s wonderful when they find their middle and dare to sing. 

i wish yoongi gets/makes more tracks aimed at just that. in “outro tear” he has to go both too low and too high so it takes a lot of production effort to patch it together. the rapline is doing god’s work to make all their voices sound cohesive without being trained singers. it’s always a trade-off and risk, an immense balance act. “paldogangsan” is hard on yoongi’s voice but works as a whole plus it caters to namjoon to carry the song’s message. the cyphers are chopped up and not chart-friendly but each member is in their comfort zone. 

PS: i said bts’ rap line covers all registers except one. i think that jin is the one to complete bts’ entire spectrum coming from the vocal line. i’m no whistle note expert but dionysus went pretty high up there, i think he might be able to do it. it’s very impressive, even jungkook and jimin probably don’t have access to that register. so, another point for bts being a very ‘complete’ group.

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TRIGGERS Part Two: Disrespected (Series 19, Part 2 of 15)

Series Nineteen: Anger and Sorrow (15 Parts) Part Two: Disrespected (Series 19, Part 2 of 15) My masterlist is at the end of my bio.

Book: The Royal Romance (After Book Three) Pairing: Bastien Lykel x OC Rinda Parks Word Count: 1,832   Rating: M for Language and Adult Situations

TRIGGERS: Unwanted sexual contact Author’s Note: Obligatory disclaimer that Pixelberry Studios owns the TRR characters and my pocketbook with those darn diamond scenes. OFC with all of her quirks is all mine. My apologies if Tumblr or I do something stupid when I try to post this. The keep reading link shows up on my laptop but not my phone. Ugh. Thank you @asherella-is-a-dork-3 for always being my sounding board! Thank you @cora-nova @silviasutton1989 @bobasheebaby​ @riseandshinelittleblossom​ for being my thirsty Bastien friends and for still being a part of the journey! Series Summary: It’s day two of the conference, and this series focuses on emotions—how anger and sorrow are connected, and how that causes problems for Rinda and Bastien. A big thank you to @asherella-is-a-dork-3 for talking to me about the connection between anger and sorrow, and for telling me that Bastien needs to show some negative emotions. We all have bad days—even our perfect Bastien Lykel. She did so much to help me with this series. Thank you!

Chapter Summary: Rinda is furious when someone feels her up during a training exercise, but her anger causes her to go beyond defending herself to attacking the man who violated her.

Part Two: Regret

Nadia agreed to take notes—good notes—so Rinda could sit in on a self defense portion of the conference. She slipped in the back of the room hoping to observe unnoticed, but Tagmatarcha Callas saw Rinda and invited her to sit next to him. While they were waiting for the instructor to begin the session, Rinda and Callas shared ideas about a conference that would have more interaction and cross training with teachers and security officers.

The instructor invited Rinda to join the training and he paired her with Callas. “Please don’t kick my ass, okay? I don’t think I can do much while wearing a skirt.” She began to take off her heels.

Callas shook his head. “Are these the kinds of clothes you would normally wear in the classroom? And shoes?”

Rinda shrugged. “It depends. I prefer to dress more casually with looser clothes and I’d have comfortable shoes. Not heels. But the days I have a meeting and teach, yes.”

“Then this is what you need to train in. It doesn’t do any good for you to know how to block a move if you can’t do it in heels. Besides, shoes with high heels can be a good weapon. I suggest you keep them on, and we’ll go slower until you figure out your center of balance.”

Rinda nodded because she knew he was right, and she resisted the urge to smile at a memory from her college days. She worked at a gentleman’s club for a short time, and the owner insisted on giving his employees self-defense lessons. He was a former Navy Seal who taught moves they could use in specific situations and showed them ways to take basic items and make them self-defense tools. Stripper heels could do a lot of damage.

Callas was a patient and respectful teacher, keeping his eyes focused on Rinda’s face when she would hike up her skirt a little too high before trying a kick. When Rinda realized what she was doing she used humor to make it less awkward, joking that she didn’t mean to put on a show or give him an eyeful. He reassured her that she should do what she needed to do—the only eyeful an attacker would get is her foot in his face. Rinda laughed and tried the drill again. She was feeling more confident . . . until it was time to switch partners. Callas heard her swear under her breath—she was going to be paired with the Dreckskerl, the filthy pig from yesterday. “You gave him a good tongue lashing yesterday, so you’ll be fine. I’m right here if you need me.” Rinda nodded to Callas, trying to channel confidence.

Rinda usually had embarrassing moments when she did this type of training. She had a rather large chest, so there was usually an awkward moment when her partner didn’t quite know where to put his arm, or when he realized he was grabbing a little more than he meant to. Depending on the situation Rinda either made a joke, ignored it, or reassured the person that it was fine. It was a professional situation—no worries. Just part of being a chesty woman. But when the Dreckskerl put his arm around her, Rinda felt him purposely tuck his forearm under her breasts and brush against her. “Don’t fucking start with me” Rinda hissed to him under her breath.

He gave her an innocent look and spoke a little louder than necessary. “What’s your problem? Relax. We’re just doing the drill.” Callas gave the Dreckskerl a warning glance, and they finished that drill without any further problems.

Now it was time for another drill.

The Dreckskerl grabbed Rinda’s shirt, purposely grabbing her breast. Rinda winced in pain before muscle memory kicked in. She reached across her chest, grabbed the swine’s wrist, and twisted her body to throw him off balance. Her other hand reached for the inside of his elbow, locked onto a pressure point, and pulled him back into the opposite direction and onto his knees. Mike, her former boss, constantly had to remind her that you ran as soon as possible. You don’t stick around because the goal is to get safe.

Get free and get the fuck out of there.

He knew Rinda, and he knew her temper and her stubborn sense of justice. If someone hurt Rinda, Mike knew she would continue to pummel and kick them as she released her fury. Some of the other women would squirm at the thought of gouging someone in the eye or using a pointed heel to pierce the flesh of a person’s body. Ugh, I couldn’t do that! And what if I hurt him?

Mike would try not to roll his eyes as he patiently re-explained that you don’t worry about hurting the person who is attacking you. Just do whatever it takes to get free and get safe.

But with Rinda it was different. Mike knew Rinda’s rage would allow her to do whatever it took to survive. He also knew why. He knew Rinda held the anger from the night she was attacked, the night she was unconscious and unable to protect herself. He also knew she would always carry that anger and it would re-emerge when she needed to protect herself. Because of that rage, he knew that she would never let herself be defenseless again. She would always go down fighting. But she also needed to remind herself to let it go so she could get away. Her anger would give her strength, but only if she didn’t let it consume her.

But right now Mike’s advice was the furthest thing from her mind. Actually, any rational thought was the furthest thing from Rinda’s mind. She was pissed, so she followed up with a forceful knee struck under his chin that knocked the Dreckskerl over and left him moaning on the floor Of course, Rinda was swearing like a sailor the entire time. “What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re a goddamn security officer who is supposed to keep people safe, not violate them in a public setting. Do you have any fucking clue what it truly means to be a man? A protector? If you ever touch me again I will gouge out your eyes and bend you over to make you skull fuck yourself. Is that understood?” The man was still moaning and Rinda kicked.

Viciously.

Using her shoe heel.

Maliciously.

“I didn’t hear you. If I find out that you’ve disrespected anyone else at this conference you will answer to me. Did I make myself clear?”

His voice was a mangled whisper. “Yes.”

Callas and Bastien ran over to Rinda, but Callas quickly stepped back when he saw the way Rinda leaned toward Bastien for his help. She grabbed Bastien’s hand for reassurance as she continued, now addressing the room, trying to fix her fuck up. Her over-reaction. A sore tit was a small price to pay to keep her professional demeanor in a room full of security officers, especially the male officers.

Right?

She’d probably never see the Dreckskerl again, although she would see his type again. And again.

Fuck.

Rinda never knew how to react in these situations, especially now that she didn’t have the protection of a wedding ring and couldn’t use her status as the widow of a police hero any longer.

Double fuck.

So she took Bastien’s hand, and she rambled.

“I know there were a lot of teachers who were disrespectful to all of you this weekend. And I’m so sorry. The majority of us know that we need you, your expertise, to keep us safe. I know the majority of you would give your lives to protect us. Please. We need each other so we need to respect each other. In the United States we’re starting to do more lockdown drills and ALICE training with the children in our classrooms, but the research is pouring in that this is traumatizing our children.” 

She looked at Bastien. “You once told me that teachers and safety officers all have the kids’ best interests at heart, but we have different priorities and strategies to accomplish that.” She looked back at the strangers staring at her. “He’s absolutely right, and we have to work together to figure out how to keep these kids safe without completely traumatizing them or taking their childhood innocence away from them.” Rinda was tearing up and she felt like an idiot--most of them probably didn’t even realize she was just violated in a room full of people and didn’t know this conference actually made Rinda even more anxious about how much work needed to be done. But right now she was so pissed at the people who were fucking things up, herself included. But not Bastien. And not Callas. They were two of the good ones.

She turned to Callas. “Will you help me and Bastien host another conference in Cordonia? Once that will focus on teachers and security officers working together and sharing ideas?”

Callas nodded. “Of course, Dr. Parks. It would be my honor.”

Rinda smiled and then turned to Bastien. “Can you help me get the fuck out of here without making more of an ass of myself? I would have preferred a dramatic, inspirational walk out the door, but I’ll settle for anything at this point.”

Bastien chuckled. “Do you want me to sweep you off your feet and carry you? Otherwise we could do the slow walk with a fist pump at the end.”

Now Rinda was shaking her head and laughing, so Bastien settled for wrapping his arm around her waist and escorting her out. Callas came out a few minutes later and smiled when he saw Rinda sitting on Bastien’s lap, her head resting on his chest as he gently massaged her back. “I’m sorry for interrupting. You left your bag in the room.”

Rinda looked up and started laughing again. “Thank you. It would have been humiliating to do the walk of shame back in there.” She gave Bastien an affectionate kiss on his check. “What the hell, Tiger? You help me leave the room with a shred of dignity intact, but then you forget to grab my stuff?”

Bastien snickered. “You’re right, my dearest Tria. Everything was my fault and I’m so sorry.”

Callas started laughing at their banter, but now Rinda was standing up. “I was serious before when I asked for your help. May I stay in contact with you so we can work together?”

He took Rinda’s hand. “Yes, it would be my honor.” Then reached over to Bastien, who was also standing, and shook his hand. “I look forward to working with both of you.” Callas was about to walk away, but he couldn’t resist. He gestured back to the room and grinned at her. “Nice work back there, Dr. Parks. You put on quite a show.”