Madferit

"So I put the tune on and then it kicked in and it was like, whoa!"

                  

Things were pretty well sorted for the Don't Believe the Truth World Tour. We were going to play some of the biggest venues across the globe and the tour would take us well into the next year.

            The only thing missing were the support acts.

            Some names had been thrown around. There were a lot of new bands who just come out that considered us one of their influences in addition to the Beatles. Couldn't argue with that logic but we wanted our support to come from bands we knew had potential. Someone we could pass off the torch to and influence the next generation's crop of new bands.

            We finally got one band signed on. They were from Australia and had two brothers in their group. A bit like me and Liam I suppose but the youngest was nowhere near as much of a cunt as Our Kid could be. Their debut album had gone platinum. They got their big break when one of their songs was used for an iPod advert. Can't argue with the fact it's a top tune.

            But we still wanted someone else to go with us as well. It was going to be a massive tour so why not add another opening act? But who could we have? Who had the stones to get on with our lot?

            "Got somethin' I think you should hear." A member of the management said after he'd come 'round mine for tea one day.

            "What is it?" I asked curiously. It had to have been good. He knew I wouldn't be arsed if it wasn't.

            "A new group. From Leicester-"

            "They Leicester City supporters?"

            "Yes." He sighed. "But don't hold that against 'em. You'll like this one. I wouldn't bring it if I thought otherwise."

            "You're fuckin' right you wouldn't!" I nodded. "Go on then. Where's the disc?"

            He passed it to me and I popped it in the stereo. One listen and I was hooked.

            Time to tell the others.

            "Who is it?" Liam asked as we sat in his living room the following afternoon.

            "Some band from Leicester." I replied as I put the disc in the CD player. "Named themselves after some Charles Manson follower."

            "Oh." She said sounding a bit shocked. The sound of her voice made my head turn around instantly so I could look at her properly.

            She was sat there on the couch with him while he had his arm wrapped tightly around her shoulders. They'd been shacking up off and on for fucking ever. Guess now was one of the on times.

            "Go on then, man." Liam nodded. Those stupid see-through sunglasses made him look a right tosser. Were they supposed to be real glasses or summat? They looked like fucking ski goggles. "Let's hear it."

            I put the tune on and we all sat quietly and listened.

            "Fuckin' mega, this is!" Liam said over the music about halfway through.

            Well most of us sat quietly anyway.

            Fuck knows she did. Our Liam was too engrossed in the song to pay us any mind. Our eyes locked as the guitars and drums and all that other stuff boomed and pounded over the course of it.

            She stuck her tongue out and I watched as she ran the tip of it across her top lip. I could feel the start of something in my trousers but I tried to keep a hold of myself.