Music and Love

love & Music

Chapter 1 The Cast.

"John! Wake up man! The band is here, you wanted to check em out for your back up band, remember? She said as she struggled towards the room's mess..wendy hated this part of her job.. Her company assigned her to a new talent, a rock singer with an attitude. " What the hell Wendy!! its too early. Turn the lights off, and for christsake, stop yelling my head hurts as it is!!" Said john as he got up and wrapped a robe around his pale tattooed body. " What do you mean early!!! Its 3in the afternoon. And you got schedules today, get up and get your game on.the bands warming up for you" She said,As wendy turned around and got out of the room and hurriedly walked thru the hallway towards her office and planted herself behind her welcoming desk, good thing her company houses their stars, God forbid, she didnt want to even imagine going inside the house of her swine of a talent,good thing this male-chuvinistic pig has talents. He can sing and writes great songs. Talents to compensate his mediocre looks. A few drips of Glutathione would help, she thought. As she organized the calender infront of her. "Did you get me my coffee yet?!" Said a voice across the room that came from a dishevelled figure carrying a guitar. Seated on theleather chair imfront of her desk " You know how i get without my coffee" He said almost mumbling. " Get to studio A you bastard!your coffees waiting there with the band. Heres the band's profile, she darted, handing a sheet of paper." Save it, i cant read that crap without my coffee. Plus i just need to see and hear them play.thanks Wendy, ill make this quick so we could go on with the rest of the day.John knew what he was looking for. He openned the door of studio A and was greeted by banging of the drums and the sound of guitars tuning.Lets get it on peeps!! He yelled not even meeting their eyes." If you cant tune your stuff without creating too much ruckuss you can get the hell out!"i dont need amateurs! This time with a stern voice as he set his guitar on the table and reached for his coffee."you heard the man, get out! Il get in touch with your manager for todays compensation. Wendy blurted, thank god he ended this fast. She thought, she always admired John's methodical behavior, very professional. He always made sure his guitar was tuned and conditioned a night before any performance. She never had any problem with his actual work or performances its everything in between the grinds her nuts, " Lets go!?" As she grabbed john' s guitar..." We got a long day ahead of us!".....