Joining her brother's band may have been the best decision Elizabeth Dunne had ever made. She not only met the people who she called family, but the love of her life too.
⎯ The one person who truly understands her more than anyone else.
【ｄａｉｓｙ ｊｏｎ...
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𝙏𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆 𝙀𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏,⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘐𝘚 𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘈𝘙𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘋
The band came offstage from a gig at Whiskey A Go Go. They were all covered in beads of sweat, and could still hear the crowd roaring through the walls. Eliza smiled to herself as Warren lit a cigarette and shared it with her.
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BILLY: For months, Teddy put us through the wringer. But it was worth it.
ELIZA: I felt so alive during those times Teddy had us playing anywhere and everywhere. We were literally on probation with him, but it was fun. The shows were great, Billy started giving me credit for the limited number of songs I let him use, it was going okay.
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Eliza looked over when she heard Teddy screaming. She saw him being in a hug against his will with a more than sweaty Billy attached to him.
"We're making an album!" Billy yells, throwing his arms up.
Eliza is the first one to hug Teddy next, the excitement just taking over her body she didn't think before she moved.
The band huddling around each other, Eliza jumping into the arms of Warren who left a kiss on her cheek which caused to go bright red. Warren didn't miss it, but Eliza sure hoped he did.
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The next thing everyone knew, they were booked in the studio and began recording their songs. They were recording 'Look me in the Eye', Eliza had her head phones on and listened to how her rhythm guitar notes sounded along with Billy's vocals.
Camila walked around the studio with her camera in hand and photographed the whole experience.
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BILLY: Everything had gone so slowly, and then suddenly it was just all happening so fast. We recorded our album in six days, had two weeks off, then it was time to hit the road.
