*Logan walked around entering through the side door. He spotted Alex in the back and walked over*
"just in time, kittys playin. shes doin pretty good so far" said Alex
"Sweet," Logan motioned to the guy behind the counter and asked for a coke. He began drinking it watching kitty strum her guitar up on stage.
(((Will do, mon capiton. Can't spell)))
Kitty continued playing. Unlock other rock groups hers had the energy of the eighties rock. SHe climed a large amp and started moshing on it while singing before jumping down and not breaking anything.
By the end of the third and final song she was covered in sweat and laughing uncontrollably despite her exhaustion. "Thanks, this really ****ing rocked. You guys ruled." she yells into the mic before her band walks off stage.
After Kitty had left the stage. The same pudgy man in sunglasses appeared again, only this time obviously drunk. He grabbed the mic and screamed as Kitty left.
"YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" he shouted and the crowd went wild. Already half of them covered in mud from moshing so hard. "This is not dover yet." he said calmly, then thought about what he had just said. "I mean over..." he corrected himself, and tumbled backwards. "Blade switch kill... I mean Swith kill blade... shit" he shook his head and looked over at Marilynn who whispered the name to him.
"SWITCH BLADE KILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL." he shouted, then stumbled off the stage.
Marilynn and her band got onto the stage, shaking theyre heads at the pudgy man. It took them about 20 minutes alone to tune everything and fix there effects pedals and the amps volume.
"Sorry about our drunken announcer." she said into the microphone. "Okay, lets go." she said calmly as she strapped on her fender.
The band started hard, the drums were slow, but the bass and guitar were played at a very fast pace and there was alot of distortion. Theyre first song would be a cover song.
(whats in the paragraphs below is the bass player doing back up)
"Monkey see, monkey do
(I don't know why) I'd - rather be dead than cool
(I don't know why) - every line ends in rhyme
(I don't know why) - less is more, love is blind
(I don't know why )"
Then theyre was a short guitar riff
"Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away"
SHe shouted incredibley powerful, her voice crackling at some points. Her eyes closed tight as she screamed the chorus lines.
"Give an inch, take a smile
(I don't know why) - fashion shits, fashion style
(I don't know why) - throw it out and keep it in
(I don't know why)- have to have poison skin
(I don't know why )
Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
I don't why
I don't why
Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
Monkey see, monkey do
(I don't know why I'd) - rather be dead than cool
(I don't know why) - every line ends in rhyme
(I don't know why) - less is more, love is blind
(I don't know why )
Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
I don't know why
I don't know why
Staaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
God is gay!"
By now she was on her back, playing hard on her guitar. Then she let it ring out, before standing on her feet again.
MArilynn stole a plastic cup of a drink. It was a screwdriver, how nice. She chugged it down, as her drummer started the next song.
She sang, "Jutebox Murder."
"Tsk Tsk."
and "Stick up."
WIthout haste, she had continued her drinking, and as well as breaking two strings on her guitar because she played hard. She ended stick up, with her crashing into the drum stick, getting scrapes on her face, as well as a bruise on her cheek. She was obviously drunk, and out of control. She stood up and walked to the mic, taking a drag of a cigarette passed to her, she looked down at the mosh pit.
"Okay guys..." she stampered, barely able to stand on her feet.
"Thats it for me. INTERMISSION!" she shouted raiseing her fender strat in the air and then stumbled off the stage.
The Dj took over now, playing rough music for the crowd, as well as any other band that would like to play, played on the stage.
Marilynn leaned against the wall to finish her cigarette she looked at Kitty with a smile.
"You guys rocked." she complimented with a smile.
Marilynn smiled. "Oh stop with that," she stumbled alittle, flicking her cigarette. "You guys totally worked hard, and if you play at The Pub and Productions, then you must be awesome." she said, surprisingly clear. SHe stopped and thought for a second. "I said that right, right?" she smiled, before grabbing a ice tea from a waitress.
Joe was having fun moshing on drunk people,while he was, at least, the drunkest person in the bar undoubtedly."**** YEAAAAAAAAAAH." He screamed at the top of his lungs, moshing a forty-year old unconscious, while waving Yeager in the air."MOSH PITS ****ING RUUUUUULE"He screamed chugging the 24 oz. of Yeager down. He then breaks it over another guy's head, Joe was getting carried away...Again!. It was amazing how he could stand up straight THAT drunk."YEEEEEEEEA"He screamed leaving the mosh pit and going behind the bar to Mary."Hey babe" he said walking...ER stumbling over to mary."Nice ass...Er band" He said obviously drunk.
Evan, having had a few drinks, was feeling more confident than he normally did. He went to the stage and had a short exchange with the DJ, who handed him his microphone. "Yo... Any hip hop mother****ers in here?" Evan asked. Silence. "Figures."
"Get off the stage!" Somebody yelled from the back of the joint. A few people laughed.
A slightly drunk Evan appeared to get slightly angry. He frowned, listening to the beat he'd made the DJ put on. "Yo..."
"Maybe I'm too ****ed up to spit,
But I need a word with some bitches down there in the pit
Some of you are so drunk, it's just disgusting
See I once knew a kid who used to go around busting...
People's collar bones, like suburban kids on skateboards
Why so angry, y'all look like a Mongolian hoarde
And maybe my flow right now ain't so great
But I could **** you up okay, like a Green Beret
I hope I'm not making anyone mad, I don't want that
It's just that one guy down there is breaking people's faces
Look man, if you gotta problem we can settle it at my place
And how 'bout a little respect for the ladies,
I heard what you said to the girl with the band from Hades
If you wanna be a *****, pick on somebody your own size
And somebody who has an equally tough disguise
Uh... That's about it..."
((Yeah, I'm a shitty rapper. Deal with it 😛
He was talking about Joe btw😉))