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#Eddie Chapter 7- Heavenly Ghost

Chapter 7: "Heavenly Ghost"

Dear Somebody,

Three things I would ask Digs if I could talk to him:

1. Who are you, really?
2. Who are your greatest influences, musically speaking?
3. Why won't you come out here and play a show?

Digs. Who is this man? Why is he such an influential part of my musical interests? Digs and the Manchester Sound Machine, a British rock band, formed in 2010, is probably one of the coolest bands ever. If you ever wondered what the 80s was really like, all you need to do is listen to Digs. 

Digs is the man. Mysterious, enchanting, really, nothing can beat that voice, well, other than Morrissey, of course. They have a whole lot in common. Some people even joke about it now since Morrissey is so old. Some people call Digs "The Son with the Thorn in his Side" Two kings, in my opinion. The weird thing about it is no one really knows who he actually is. Digs is his stage name, short for Diggory. and if you ever get caught calling him Diggory, you might get punched in the face. He has done everything possible to hide his true identity from the public.

 True fans love him for his talent, but others are intrigued by the fact that he has kept his identity hidden from the media this long. Sure, he's done interviews and been in magazines and stuff, but not as himself, only as Digs. Whenever he does an interview, it has to be on his own terms; they have to meet where he wants to, and he never goes out without his costume on. If there's one thing that Digs has an abundance of that no other musical artist these days have got, it's pipes and pain. That's all you need to create a good record. Digs on vocals, Val on guitar, and Harvey on drums. A great combo of musicians. 

The moment I heard the first song I had ever listened to from them, I was completely hooked. Nothing I would ever listen to the rest of my life would ever compare to that. It's that burning desire inside you, the way they so perfectly bring out the pain in all of us, the sadness, the despair, the heartbreak. The comfort of not being alone in this world and just being able to forget about things for a while and just listen to the bleeding melodies echoing through your room. Anyway, I could go on and on, but really, Digs and the Manchester Sound Machine is just an experience you have to have for yourself in order to understand what I mean, so, I'll leave you to it.  No updates on Flower Girl yet.

 
"When I see you walking out there, girl,
In that mysterious place
I dream about that loveliness,
I dream about that face,
But you're just a heavenly ghost,
Yeah, the one I want the most,
You are a heavenly ghost,
Haunting me,
Haunting me, baby..."

Sincerely,
IDigDigsMusic99

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SpaceGrl: Hey, I couldn't agree with you more about Digs. You've described it so perfectly here. Man, I love them. My favorite band!

IDigDigsMusic99: Yeah, anyone who doesn't know who they are, has no taste.

SpaceGrl: Agreed. Hey, add me on here! I'd love to talk more about music with you!

IDigDigsMusic99: Okay.

 
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SpaceGrl: Hey, what's up?

IDigDigsMusic99: Not much, what about you?

SpaceGrl: Same. So, I don't really know that much about you. I'm not really good at these whole internet "meet ups". And I totally don't want to sound like a creeper when I say that.

IDigDigsMusic99: I'll go first. I'm Eddie. 16. Virginia.

 
SpaceGrl: Holly. 17. Maryland.

IDigDigsMusic99: Nice to meet you, Holly. ☺ I gtg though, talk later?

SpaceGrl: It's a date. ;-)

IDigDigsMusic99: Okay. Lol.

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EMAIL SUBJECT: Only In Dreams- Weezer

Ana,

Sometimes I dream about you. I have these dreams, where you and I are at the park, and I'm pushing you in a swing, and you are laughing, your hair is glistening in the sun, and it makes me feel whole again. Like this dream is my little paradise for a few hours, but then I wake up, I realize that you are not here anymore, and I feel so alone. I know it sounds cheesy, but I can't get you out of my mind. We don't really bump into each other that much at school anymore since we broke up, but sometimes I wish we did. Just so I could be near you for one more second; that would be bliss for me. And I know that sounds pushy and forced, but believe me, it's true. I find that the more I write these letters to you, the more poetic I get; the more I feel like I need to prove to you that I really do love you so much, because I do. This song kind of fits for it all perfectly. Even when I try to clear my head, something about us seeps back into my brain. It drives me insane to always be thinking about you, and it never stops. It's an endless waterfall of memories that rushes over me every single day. Even if I'm just watching a movie or something, I still think about you. I wonder how you would react to what I'm watching, or what you would say, or how it would make you feel. I imagine we are having this conversation in my mind that doesn't even exist, and sometimes, I believe myself. Sometimes I believe that all of those things really happened, and I'm replying to you, and we are running off into the fields of my fantasies, together at last, and it makes me smile for just a little while, until I realize I was just daydreaming. But for that one moment, we had heaven.

Sincerely Yours,
Eddie