ROCKSTAR // roger taylor

7

"We have procedures."

"This is shit!" Roger said, tapping at his drum set.

"Stupid fucking procedures, do they think we can't play or something?" Hyacinth rolled her eyes.

"Look, chaps it is going to be playback." One of the BBC guys said, earning many complaints from the band members. "Lip syncs all that's required."

"We do know how to play our instruments." Roger protested.

"You want me to lip sync?" Freddie asked, getting right up in the guys face, followed by Hyacinth with her own protests.

"We are perfectly capable of performing this ourselves! It is our song you know."

"i just don't understand why we can't simply perform live." Brian said, now also frustrated at this.

"The audience will never know the difference."

"We'll know the bloody difference."

"This is the BBC. That's how things are done around here. Don't be a nuisance." He sid before walking off.

"Well the way things are done are a load of bollocks old chap."

"This is the BBC." Brian and Roger mocked the guy as Hyacinth laughed at their impressions.

"i'm relieved." Deaky announced.

"Yeah you would be."

"Perfect performance." He shrugged.

"You ready?" Roger quietly asked Hyacinth.

"Yeah all i gotta do is sit there and move my hands back and fourth, it's a shame though, my beautiful dress is hidden behind the massive piano." She groaned.

"When your verse starts why don't you go sit on the piano, switch with Freddie, he can pretend to play."

"Yeah, good idea, I'll go tell him that right now." She patted his shoulder and rushed over to Freddie.

"To avoid complications
She never kept the same address
In conversation
She spoke just like a baroness
Met a man from China
Went down to Geisha Minah
Then again incidentally
If you're that way inclined
Perfume came naturally from Paris (naturally)
For cars she couldn't care less
Fastidious and precise"

Hyacinth sang her verse, starting off sitting on the piano, but hopping off to stroll around the stage, and stopping next to Brian for a moment before going back to centre stage to sing the chorus with Freddie.

By the end of the song Roger was relieved that they didn't have to actually play their instruments, as he had been staring at Hyacinth the entire song and had messed up a couple times on the drums.

The band stayed on stage for a moment after the cameras cut.

"Drinks?" Brian asked, and everyone agreed, except Freddie who already had plans with Mary.

The other four however, piled into Rogers car and went to the closest pub they could find.

"You lot find a table, i'll get drinks." Hyacinth said, already on her way to the bar before they could respond.

On her way over to the table a heavily intoxicated man bumped into.

"For fucks sake, my dress!"

The drinks had spilled all over her, leaving her dress soggy and stinking of alcohol.

Roger had watched it happen and immediately came over, grabbing her arm and pulling her outside.

"I've got some spare clothes in my car."

"Oh, thank you Roger, thank you so much." She greatfully accepted the clothes and rushed into the bathroom to change.

Moments later she returned to the table in a white button up, tied at the waist, and low rise leather flares.

"You alright love?" Deaky asked as she sat down next to him, opposite Roger and Brian.

"I need a drink."