Stan peaked through the curtains, his hands shaking. Their first concert, he looked at his band mates as they nodded. The crowd was cheering and yelling, but their screams couldn't overhang the loud beating of their hearts as they pounded in their ears. It was a deafening cheer.
They were so nervous. They had only preformed in a pub afterall, and this wasn't comparable to recording vinyls, this was new, this was nerve racking, but they opened the curtains anyaways, ready for the show. Kenny pulled his long hair back, straightening his collar and pickup his guitar. Cartman adjusted his cap, determined to make this concert a blast. Kyle neatly settled his tie, and slicked his hair back.
Stan took a deep breath, and grinned widely, grabbing his bass. The four of them looked at the crowd and could feel their whole body sinking. They never thought they'd get this far, as Kenny grabbed the microphone, Cartman plays.
"I hear the train a comin' Its rolling round the bend" Kenny sang
Playing his guitar, his eyes closed and sweat dripping off of his forehead.
"But I killed a man in Reno, just to watch him die" He sang louder to overcome Cartman's enthusiastic drumming.
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The Cigars
FanfictionStan Marsh decided to form a band, only three other teenagers signing up, Kyle, Kenny, and Cartman. They play at the local pub, ran by Tweek. They do covers at first and change their game up when contacted by a producer! Follow them through the jou...
