Thursday, July 8, 2010

like in the sky

"What the fuck was that?" Cory looked at him all crazy eyed. They were taking a tiny breather after the first set. They had three more songs to go.

"We got to make this good. We have too." Casey's mouth moved, but Cory wasn't so sure he knew what the hell he was talking about. All that mattered was making Casey look good. Who in the hell cared about the rest of them.

Cory just nodded.

They started up with Beastie Boys Sabotage, but took it to a new level perhaps. Punk, all the way. Of course, those boys were punks. Cory guessed he got it. As he started with a shout with Casey. He could get in on this too. Everyone was pumped. Including Benny who they let have his own solo because everyone was getting tired in the middle of that song. Cory's throat felt so scratched. What the hell were they doing? Did they even know the words to this song. No, they weren't going to do crappy band tunes that everyone was doing. Casey wanted to take this audience somewhere else. It was just Cory wasn't sure where somewhere else was. But he kept playing his electric and would stomp on something ever once in while to bring in some cowbell while Spence studied the keyboard to find his own sound, to cope with Casey's screetching.

4 comments:

ellie said...

sounds great..how cool.

Holly said...

oh no, how will they handle this.

Krystal said...

uhoh :)

Syed (dapper kid) said...

Well that's getting into the music!