"wake up matty," I whisper. "you've got a gig tonight." "I don't wanna" he whines like a baby. he's getting on my nerves. "you have to, matty. think about the boys. they'd be sad to cancel on the fans" I reason. "I'm not going," he slurs. "and that's that." "YOURE GOING TO THE DAMN GIG AND THATS THAT" I yell. "don't talk so loud please"