walk with jimmy

<Coin Event>

There will always be countless pitfalls along the way.

When people sit at home and come up with plans, it's like this: "This is ok, that's ok, this and that, keep it up, oh yeah! It's perfect, just do it! Nothing goes wrong, all I've thought about everything in advance!"

But once on the road, things became like this: "@#￥%...&*()..."

Useless.

Useless.

All plans are P words!

Who would have thought that the lead singer would have tooth decay?

Just before the performance, James was still holding his face in the backstage and complaining of pain... So, if it is said that there will be a wonderful performance next, it is purely a lie.

But it shouldn't be too bad, right?

Well, maybe it's kind of bad.

"The responsibility is all on me..."

James thought in his heart: "When I open my mouth, it really hurts a bit, so it's my problem that I can't sing well enough."

In the chaos of booing and smashing things, someone even threw a coin up. The edge was sharpened, like a small blade. When it scratched the cheek, it left a bloodstain.

James touched his face and didn't take it seriously. After cursing, he planned to continue singing.

Ke Lance bent down to pick up the coin, glanced at him, and suddenly walked off the stage without saying a word.

too suddenly!

James was dumbfounded for a moment.

Don't fuck me!

Dude, you can't do this, you can't do this!

Show, show!

There is also a show!

This time, Theo has learned the lessons from the past, and he didn't stop playing when he encountered anything, but his expression became visibly suspicious.

On the contrary, Baldwin, who was the most stable, was startled by Lance's move, and the drum beat stopped for a second.

The audience in the audience immediately rioted again.

It's not their fault. They spent money to come to see the show. As a result, first the lead singer performed abnormally and didn't sing very well. After protesting a few times, the guitarist lost his temper and left?

Under such circumstances, James pursed his lips and asked the staff for some painkillers. At the same time, he motioned for Baldwin and Theo to continue playing.

If the audience was making unreasonable troubles throughout the whole process, then he would definitely be the first to jump out and fight back.

But now, he feels that it is his own fault in the final analysis. Eating too much sugar has caused tooth decay, and he didn't perform well on stage. The audience was not satisfied with the money they spent, and they threw things in protest, which angered Lance...

Whoever made a mistake will make up for it!

He had to figure out a way to get through the situation.

The content of the performance in the second half is still rich (bullshit).

Drum solo, bass solo, lead singer's vocals... sum up two by two, and improvise from time to time!

Hey!

As long as you can imagine the permutation and combination, you can find everything.

After James took the painkillers, he stopped caring about his aching teeth and continued to sing.

For the last few songs, he didn't even look at the noisy audience, but fixedly stared in the direction of the backstage, hoping that Lance would notice that the performance on the stage hadn't stopped, and come back...

In the absence of guitar soundtracks, the combination of vocals, drums, and bass sounds thin and weird.

But fear not!

You can also sing a cappella without accompaniment.

Isn't it singing anyway?

just sing!

James' voice has a moving power.

Perhaps because of the efforts of the band on the stage, the shouting and cursing of the audience became smaller and smaller, and finally gradually subsided.

Different from everything in the world.

Music is a bridge leading to the souls of people. When a singer with a wonderful voice is willing to sing with all his heart, for a moment, his emotions will even wrap people up layer by layer, pulling people The audience goes to explore the depths of the soul together...

So, it was like a ray of light suddenly appeared in my life!

The audience was appeased little by little. They stared at the stage in surprise, but couldn't say a word.

When James finished singing and was about to leave...

Once again, he successfully won applause from the audience, and some people even shouted 'Nightingale, Nightingale, English Nightingale' to him excitedly!

"Sounds like a woman."

James muttered unhappily.

Lance didn't show up until he walked off the stage.

But then, Matt, the American director, also called.

He said happily on the other end of the phone: "Good job! The tickets for the next show are sold out again."

"What? Is there anyone else buying tickets?"

James was a little surprised, after all, it's bad enough that the guitarist goes out and the lead singer is forced to sing a cappella.

"Of course, you performed so well."

Matt replied appreciatively.

"Oh? How good? Am I good at singing, or playing guitar, or drums and bass?"

"All good, all good!"

James immediately knew that this guy hadn't seen their show at all, and he wasn't well-informed enough to know about Lance's strike.

Except selling tickets!Sell ​​tickets!make money!make money!The bastard doesn't care about anything!

But at that time, he was really a little tired, and he didn't want to continue to worry about anything: "Okay."

In the background……

That is, when James was still insisting on performing, Bill and Lance had a quarrel.

The usually good-natured tour manager shouted angrily: "You should go back to the stage!"

He said, "You can't do that, Lance. There's going to be all sorts of things on the show, but you can't just walk away from everything! Look at Jimmy, he's doing a great job, the audience How did they start and what are they doing now? Jimmy did a great job and they're all going to be overwhelmed by Jimmy."

"Conquest? I don't think there's anything to be proud of in conquering a bunch of thugs! I'm not going back, that's my attitude."

Lance slammed the sharp-edged coin on the table: "This is personal injury! I can tolerate the audience shouting and throwing debris. But what is this? I saw Jimmy scratched with my own eyes. Do you think so?" Have you ever wondered what would happen if this thing hits the eye? The organizer is not in place in terms of safety measures, and still requires us to be dedicated? Jimmy and I are here to perform, not to make social news."

"You're exaggerating, it's just a coin..."

"When something happens, it's not just coins."

None of them can convince anyone.

Bill thinks that Lance is too exaggerated, which may also have the inherent impression that he is too difficult to deal with; and Lance angrily believes that this is not a coin, but a lethal weapon full of malice , if you don't show a tough attitude this time, maybe something will happen next time.

James didn't know about their quarrel.

But privately, he and Lance were also arguing.

—Why did you do that?On our stage before, there were people throwing knives?

——I don't want to bear it this time.

——You don't want to bear it anymore, so you just leave me on the stage?

—You should come with me.

——That's a fucking show!

— Apparently, the dumb audience didn't think of it as a show.If they don't respect us anymore, why should we respect them?

——But anyway, Lance, you can't do this!I was fucking left on stage by you...

—Then why the hell don't you come with me?You should come with me! !

In short, no one can make more sense.

The two parted unhappily.

but……

Why don't you come with me?

Why don't you come with me?

[Yeah, why? ]

[We have always been in and out together before. ]

James tried to analyze his inner world in his diary that night: [I can't go, and I don't want to go. When I stand on the stage, my mission, my duty, my obligation, my job is to sing, a Sing one song after another, even until your voice is hoarse, no matter whether anyone is listening, no matter whether no one cares...the show never stops. ]

- The show never stops!

On the bright side, James still chose to stand on Lance's side and condemned the organizer's security measures with him.

The same goes for Baldwin and Theo.

This has been the operating principle of the entire band for many years.

After the four members of the band once again tacitly reached a united front, they approached Matt directly before the start of the second performance and asked him to send more security guards.

At that time, watching performances, especially rock performances that were relatively popular, did not have any particularly strict security checks.

But the organizer can explain to the audience in advance, for example, put forward the threat of 'If you are found to be carrying dangerous items, you will be kicked out of the performance venue immediately'.

Matt refused at first, and wanted to continue to perfunctory them.Because, on the one hand, the enhancement of security measures costs money; on the other hand, he regards all the problems in the band as a hype gimmick, the purpose is to sell more records and performance tickets, to earn more money. money.

But the day after he refused...

The four members of the Planet band miraculously show up at his door together despite a hectic tour schedule.

With Lance's guitar accompaniment, James took a deep breath and sang "The Star-Spangled Banner."

He sang loudly at the door: "We will prevail, justice is ours, we trust in God, and we will never forget this. Look, the Stars and Stripes will fly high, in this free country, the home of the brave..."

All the neighbors opened the door in surprise and looked over.

Matt had to open the door too, watching them annoyedly.

At this moment, he was so fucking upset!

Because he knows that the scene in front of him means that if he doesn't agree, it's not just a small problem of the band singing in front of his house, but also... the next performance may have to open the skylight!

These busy Brits!

Matt slandered, but was forced to agree to strengthen security.

But Lance was still not happy.

He hates the United States more and more, the food in the United States, the weather in the United States, the English in the United States, the aesthetics of the United States, the damn entertainment atmosphere in which everything is hyped up in the United States, and even more that he has to use threats to protect his own self-esteem. rights and interests……

Well, he was probably very homesick.

But at this time, Britain is thousands of miles away.

The matter of coins is barely a turn of events.

No one is an adolescent girl anymore, it would be too stupid to quarrel awkwardly for ten days and a half months because of one thing.

However, when the lead singer and guitarist reunited, it was unclear who took the initiative.

Anyway, one day in the hotel, James woke up from the nightmare of being crushed to death by a heavy object, and found that Lance had put his head on his abdomen, sleeping soundly.

After a few seconds of ignorance, he seriously thought about last night and made sure he wasn't drunk.In the end, it was determined that this guy came in secretly, and the purpose might be... to break the deadlock and make up as before?

But Lance's statement was: "No, I just went to the wrong house."

Wrong house?

fuck him!

You say yes.

It's just a mystery.

Of course, there are also happy times when performing in the United States,

As long as nothing unexpected happens...

It just happens to meet four conditions-superb sound effects, audience input, music on the right track, teammates in good condition, and a tacit understanding with each other.

Then, the performance will become a pure fun and enjoyment!

—— Ladies and gentlemen, here is a wonderful performance dedicated to you by the Planetary Band!

--bring it on!bring it on!

— Let's fly to the sky together!

Music never skimps.

It will give everyone wings and let them fly freely in the unknown universe.

No permission is required.

No need to learn any traffic laws.

Don't hit the ground.

Just fly!

<best viewer>

That's what pop music is all about, people trying to make as much money as possible, nothing else.

—By James Lemmon.

James is not blind to the band's situation.

On the contrary, with his bestial intuition, he is sometimes a hundred times more awake than Lance.

But there is no way to change the status quo, people have to learn to adapt.

With one performance after another, the Planetary Band finally gained fame in the United States and became more and more popular.

When they performed, the screaming was always deafening.

But the problem is that no one listens carefully to what they are singing. Young fans are chasing them crazily, like chasing an imaginary thing.

Lance started asking for trouble again.

When his wenqing disease flares up, there is always no cure.In such a good situation, I am still depressed every day, complaining to James every day: "Damn America, no one knows how to appreciate music."

James didn't want to hit him.

But is music appreciated by everyone in the UK?In many cases, there is really no need to think too much, and there is no need to put the music too high!

What is good music for the masses?

One word is enough to sum it up: nice!

James thought it through.

Maybe to others, they are just a pop idol band who cheat on girls.But as long as they always stick to rock and roll, stick to their favorite music line, and stick to being true to themselves, that's enough.

Do what you want to do and earn the money you deserve.

No matter how the outside world looks, what to do.

Lance continued to suffer from illness.

The long-distance travel and the strange environment in a foreign country made him lose his sanity for a while.

So James began to think of something to amuse him.

But at this time, they were arranged for an impromptu performance.

At that time, the organizers in the United States arranged many performances for them, which were very intensive, and they often performed consecutively one day at a time, which was very tiring.

Also, sometimes the energy is low.

Therefore, when the tour manager Bill informed James early in the morning, he was very disgusted with the sudden extra scene: "We are all fucking robots, don't we need to rest?"

Bill hurriedly explained: "This is a charity performance, and it's going to be sung for the mentally ill."

"WTF?"

James was speechless: "Sing to lunatics, can they understand?"

"It's not a lunatic, it's a mental patient. Jimmy, don't talk nonsense, you will be scolded and discriminated against."

Bill continued to explain helplessly: "I don't know the specifics of this large-scale public welfare activity organized by the government here, but basically every band will do something similar. Matt said that their company gave Fixed indicators, let us help. It’s okay to refuse, you don’t have to force it. But the performance should not be too tiring, the venue is small, and the mental hospital will also select some relatively quiet patients. The type of danger people tend to be the audience."

James struggled for a while, and finally, under Bill's persuasion, he agreed.

But there is a small detail problem in this matter, that is...

Bill talked to James and the others in the morning.

But Lance usually can't get out of bed in the morning.

Bill thought James would notify Lance.

James thought Bill would notify Lance.

Baldwin and Theo think: none of our business.

The result: no one informed Lance.

The caravan wobbled towards the performance venue.

The Planetary Band had to sing to the patients this time.

Lance ignorantly writes and draws in his portable notebook, meditating from time to time.

When he got there, he showed a surprised expression.Because, it was a small, simple room like a community activity classroom...

Lance couldn't help asking, "Is the place so small this time?"

James replied casually: "Public welfare activities."

Lance had a suspicious expression, but considering that it was just a performance anyway, he didn't say much.

They took their positions, tuning and preparing freely on the stage.

After a while, the audience came in one after another, and the room was packed to the brim.

Next, the band began to perform.

There were hundreds of people sitting in the room, so that when James stood on the stage, he couldn't help thinking: "There are so many mental illnesses in America."

Lance's guitar hits and he starts singing.

Because there are only a few hundred people, and because of the small size of the room, the performance becomes less laborious. You don’t have to worry about the audience not being able to hear you, or your voice is not loud enough...everything returns to the original, and the music is naturally in the room Flow quietly!

The audience below also listened obsessively.

There are no girls screaming one after another, no fanatical fans chasing after them and wanting to tear them apart, no overly crazy gazes...

Each of these patients had their own medical history, and it was rare for them to leave the hospital to participate in the activities. They all listened so carefully and attentively. Occasionally, one or two of them burst into tears, and they couldn't help showing the look of recalling the past.

Lance couldn't help but be deeply touched.

He was in high spirits, and regardless of everyone's surprised eyes, he also performed an impromptu performance. His guitar solo skills were superb.

The patients ignored him, weeping on their own, remembering memories, looking at the ceiling, immersing themselves in their own world...

But in the end, after about nine songs, the Planets ended the show without a hitch.

James silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Because considering that he was a patient, he sang slowly this time, for fear that something might happen.

But on the way back...

Lance suddenly expressed emotion: "This is the audience I want, and they are the ones who really appreciate music."

What?What?

what did you say?

James vaguely realized that something was wrong.

He thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Lance, do you know what charity event is today?"

Lance replied casually: "What else is there for public welfare activities? It's not fundraising, it's sending love. Today's audience doesn't seem to be rich, is it sending love? Poverty? Unemployment? Or something else?"

James couldn't help looking at Bill...

Bill shook his head gravely.

Understood!

He didn't know that the people sitting below were mentally ill.

After Baldwin and Theo realized something, they began to laugh non-stop on the side.

But James replied decisively: "Yes, it is to send love."

In order to prevent Lance from becoming angry one day.

He immediately decided that, in collusion with everyone, he must bury the truth of this matter forever.

Crans still knew.

Because, the American entertainment media reported the event of "sending love" exaggeratedly, praising this British rock band for its humanitarian spirit and sense of social responsibility.

Lance was morose for a week straight.

But the good thing is that he never complained about "no one knows how to appreciate music" anymore.

James actually wanted to laugh in private, but never in front of Lance.

Because, in his diary, he wrote: [Lance is a fool!Hahaha...but I still love this idiot. ]