stories from the city; damon albarn

5-

After joining her fathers company again on the other side of the stage, Chloe had found that her brother Kendal had decided to join the group, after hearing part of Oasis' set he had decided to come see the Manchester group in person.

Kendal seemed to be a bit out of it, slurring his words as he tried to hook Noel Gallagher in conversation about their two groups and how they could be friends.

Noel didn't seem to be interested in the slightest, or really wanting to know anything about Waverlength. So looking upon Maxis for help, the man approached, telling his son that his mother was looking for him in their trailer and that one of the techs would walk him over.

In reality he would be going to take a nap.

Kendal had been on the outs recently. That had been the effect of nonstop touring and trying to ignore the fact that his twin brother wanted nothing to do with him. None of the Erlich's had seemed to pick up healthy coping habits.

"That's why I don't get wasted at festivals if I'm performing." Noel mutters "Never want to embarrass myself like that. Er no offense."

"None taken. I hope Kendal learns from this experience, similarly to how I did back in 67." Maxis says, trying to change the subject from the status of his son and his sobriety.

"What happened in 67?"

"Monterey Pop Festival. I wanted to impress Janis Joplin because we'd spent the night together before. But I ended up getting slammed with Brian Jones and Jimi Hendrix."

He chuckles a little. "I was slurring by the time their set finished and nearly puked on Janis. She got me to my hotel and then left. Next day I'm getting calls from everyone telling me what a mess it was."

Noel stood there wide eyed, as if he was just coming to terms about who he was talking with.

"How come I haven't heard that one before?" Chloe asks

"Your mum doesn't like me talking about who I've hooked up with and when."

"Even though it's an open relationship?" She questions

He shrugs "jealousy still exists Chloe."

"I can't get ever the fact that I'm even talking to you.. I have your records in my mum's house." Noel admits

He laughs "Here's another story for you then, this one is about my Chloe here."

Her eyes widen, knowing where this was going.

"Chloe was an aggressive toddler, if I do say so myself. But perhaps it's my fault, I was really lenient with her. Anyways, she grew up knowing The Beatles, seeing them on trips, around the house, hearing their music, stuff like that.

But she was born the year they broke up, so no one told her that Uncle Paul, John, Ringo and George weren't making music together anymore.

It was around 1973 and someone at her preschool broke the news to her and so when she got home, Chloe went to the house phone and somehow managed to call my dear friend John."

"You're joking." Noel says, practically gaping

"Not quite done yet." Maxis says before continuing on with the story.

"He answered, expecting it to be me calling about a project we were discussing, only instead it's my three year old daughter cursing him out about The Beatles. It took him a second to figure out what was going on, and by the time I got in the room, they were having a whole bloody conversation!

When I got the phone out of her hands, he told me that Chloe needed to be a comedian or something of the sorts. It was hilarious."

Chloe looked mortified. Anytime he told this story it was mortifying. She didn't want anyone fucking knowing about that. It was not her proudest moment.