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"Well then you obviously haven't caught it enough," She replied, going back to drumming on her guitar case. It was a noticeable tune, even though she wasn't singing.
(Demons by Imagine Dragons)
"Well then you obviously haven't caught it enough," She replied, going back to drumming on her guitar case. It was a noticeable tune, even though she wasn't singing.
(Demons by Imagine Dragons)
((Nice.))
Anarchy hummed softly, moving aside for someone to get through.
Vixy waited until it was the next stop, then picked up her guitar case. "This is my stop. And if we're going to the same place, it should be yours."
"Yeah." She said, adjusting her grip on her guitar case and heading to the door.
"So is being part of the band your full time job or do you do other things? I mean, sure I record and everything, but my real job is being a paramedic."
(do you wanna skip until they're at the studio or something?)
((Sure.))
"I'm a barista part time. Not much for me to do, really." She said, shrugging. "But it pays the rent."
Vixy was in the studio, listening to her music producer. "So I'm gonna get you to re-sing the song," She said. "This time use more emphasis on the words as you come in from the bridge, like on the demo."
Anarchy was strumming on her guitar with the rest of her band, occasionally looking back up the picture on the wall. As creepy as she found it, she tended to keep looking back at it. It was guy, who looked like what would have happened it Sid Vicious and Joey Ramone had a kid, from the decades ago, but he still seemed familiar.
"Anarchy! Get your head out of your fucking ass!"
Anarchy winced, muttering an apology and going back to playing.
"Yeah, I hear that," she replied. "I also noticed that there were a couple off notes from the drum. That's on my part, but it's probably easier if I do the drums now before the singing."
"No, you're better off re-doing the audio. Trust me on that."
"Yep, OK." She walked into the booth and put her headphones on. "Hit the music Varsity."
Anarchy managed to get away when they decided to take a break, walking down the hall to get something from the vending machine, singing to herself. "Drag me to hell, darling, just let me hold your hand." Yeah, she could never show that to the band.
Vixy started to sing the bridge of the song, lost in the music. The demo of Dynasty had gone down really well with her YouTube audience, so now she and her music producer Varsity were professionally recording it. Vixy was one of the most popular singers in the building, to anyone who had a lick of sense and knowledge of their surroundings.
Anarchy sighed, leaning against the wall and sliding down, listening to another artist singing as she slowly chewed her candy bar.
The music transitioned into the chorus after the bridge, and she gave it her all. As the song ended, she finished with a bravado. She blinked, and a tear fell down her cheek. This song made her emotional, as it was written about her ex.
Anarchy leaned her head back, smiling at the song. Absolutely heartbreaking. Like most of my favorite songs. Huh, wonder what that says about me?
"That was amazing!" Varsity yelled when Vixy came out of the booth.
"Thanks, Vars. I just need a minute," She said, then walked out of the small studio and into the hallway. She headed towards the vending machine, wanting a drink.
Anarchy looked up, before looking back down and playing with her hands. "Hey, uh, you were great." She said, a bit awkwardly.
She wiped her tears when she realised that there was someone else in the hallway. "Thanks," She replied as she got a drink from the machine. "I didn't know you were here."
"The others are understandably pissed at me, so I'm using our brake to my advantage." She said, smiling slightly.
"I was just studio recording my song, Dynasty," She sighed, taking a swig of her drink. "It's kinda based off my ex."
"Cool." She said, not really knowing how else to respond. "How's it coming?"
"I just need to re-do the drums, but other than that Varsity says it's fine." She sighed again. "The demo was really popular on my YouTube channel."
"Nice." She said, nodding.
"So…you said that your band was here. What song are you recording? Is it your own? A cover maybe?"
"Our bassist wrote it." She said, smiling. "It's called Damned, but I only really know the guitar for it."
Now Vixy was interested. "Ooh, sound cool. What's it about? I'd love to sit in on a session."
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