walk with jimmy

Before the album was finished, the national joint tour began.

Therefore, James and the others ignored the matter of continuing to toss the album, but chose to leave all the remaining finishing work to the producer and Abel, and then hurriedly embarked on the road to tour.

But due to the delay in the production of the album, they started a bit late.

In order to catch up with the large tour group, the driver suggested "don't stop for a rest in the middle, just drive the night train" when discussing the route with them, so as to reach the destination earlier.

James and the others agreed reasonably.

But this also means that they will sleep in the car that night.

Fortunately, Mixer generously rented a double-decker bus for them this time, with plenty of space.

Moreover, there are beds on both sides of the carriage, the kind of narrow single beds divided into upper and lower layers, very simple, but enough for resting.

Lance chose the lower berth directly.

He believes that the upper bunk has no sense of security.

But James asked for a top bunk very novelly, and climbed up and down two laps back and forth, relying on his agility, and laughed at his own guitarist's timidity by the way.

On the other side, Baldwin, who had no interest in climbing up and down, also chose the lower berth.

Theo had to choose the remaining top berth.

The driver is experienced and the car drives smoothly all the way.

But it's still not as comfortable as being down-to-earth, always wobbly, Lance is more picky, and doesn't have a good rest.

It was almost early morning before falling asleep in a daze.

As a result, not long after falling asleep, there was a sound next to my ear...

"boom--!"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded.

He suddenly woke up with a jerk, his blood pressure was already low, and he was so angry that he wanted to jump up and beat someone.

But when he opened his eyes, he was surprised to see his lead singer lying on the floor in a strange posture, motionless.

"What the fuck is going on?"

Before Lance could react, he asked angrily.

Theo in the upper bunk opposite was stunned.

He pointed to James on the ground, and stammered: "Fall, fall, fall!"

The next moment, Baldwin, who was closer, reacted quickly and jumped off the bed.

He hurried over to check: "Hey, are you okay? Jimmy, are you okay? Are you still alive? Answer me, Jimmy?"

bah bah bah!

What do you mean, the upper bunk is not high.

It's just that after accidentally turning over and falling off the upper bunk...

I just broke my right hand.

"How? Can you continue to tour?"

Bill, the tour manager of the band, hurried over and asked very worriedly.

"Okay, why not? I don't usually sing with my right hand." After asking the doctor to put a cast on his right hand to fix it, James said quite optimistically.

But he still couldn't help grinning his teeth, and complained with a pout: "But it really hurts."

"Then what should we do?"

At this time, Bill probably began to understand Abel's tortured mood at the beginning. Who can break himself in the upper bunk?He comforted James worriedly and said, "Shall I buy you some painkillers or something?"

"What's the use of painkillers? Taking too much medicine is bad for your health. You might as well bring me a bottle of beer."

With bright green eyes, James suggested positively: "Really, it doesn't hurt after I drink."

If it was a different person, he probably would never give him alcohol.

But Bill happens to be the type of tour manager who is as obedient as possible to his bandmates.

So he said, "No beer, but I have rum from Tuscany."

James' eyes lit up immediately: "Great, it's a blessing in disguise! Bring me a bottle, no, two bottles!"

That's really not a good sign.

Next, the little alcoholic James held the wine bottle with his good left hand, and began to try desperately to get himself drunk, so that he could relieve his pain once drunk.

What?Fracture can not drink?

Fuck it!

Lance was in a bad mood at this time, and he didn't bother to care about him.

Insufficient sleep, the endless fatigue accumulated from many days of work, and the annoyance at the incident of "stupid teammate who can break himself in the upper bunk" all flooded into my heart at once, and the negative emotions began to rebound gradually. He was in a terrible mood.

Baldwin also began to feel tired recently, sitting aside and not talking.

Theo was in a daze holding the bass.

Relying on my youth, the sequelae caused by overloading work slowly emerged.

Everyone's state began to appear more or less problematic.

But something worse happened.

When they hurried to catch up with the large group, they were getting out of the car, planning to take a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's performance...

A staff member hurried over and told them suddenly: "The Planetary Band? Play in an hour."

--What?But isn't our show scheduled for tomorrow?

——Yes, it has been changed and advanced.

——Then why didn't you notify in advance?

——Uh, didn't I already notify you an hour in advance?

--Yeah?That's a fucking thank you!

——No, you're welcome!

After the bastard was notified, he ran away regardless.

Only the band was left looking at each other on the spot.

Lance suddenly remembered something, his expression changed, he stepped forward with his long legs, and jumped onto the bus in three steps at a time.

But it didn't work.

Their stupid frontman's pain-relieving plan is now working.

At this moment, he was holding a wine bottle, with blond hair hanging down his cheeks, quietly and obediently drunk in the corner, completely, completely hopeless.

"Which of you can sing?" Lance turned his head coldly and asked.

Baldwin and Theo looked at each other, and in the end, they all responded with silence.

"Fuck!" Lance exploded with anger.

That night, the Planetary Band was left alone.

They didn't have a lead singer, so they went to the person in charge to change the program list, but they were rejected.

In such an extremely unlucky situation, he could only choose to go on stage and perform pure music for 10 minutes for the audience.

Heck!

And it's not a fucking symphony orchestra!

Lance still has a strong sense of responsibility, and he really wanted to get through it at first.

You know, he himself hasn't rested for a long time at this time, and he is in a bad mood, but for the performance, he still plays the song "Rotten Strawberry" that he doesn't like but is really popular, hoping that someone will The audience who can sing help, and then lead everyone to sing along, and then get through this difficult performance time.

Because it is a joint tour, their program actually only needs to last for 10 minutes.

But the audience here didn't know if they hadn't heard the song, or for some other reason, they just didn't buy it.

After discovering that something went wrong with the band, they all responded 'enthusiastically'. First they cursed, and then they threw wine bottles, shoes, stones, and Coke bottles at the band.

If anyone dared to do this in the past, Lance would be offended.

But this time I was wrong, so...

He thought blankly: "Whatever! It's just... a bunch of bastards who don't like us and can't kill us!"

But then, something went wrong.

The dark-haired, blue-eyed guitarist can swear to God: In the beginning, he really wanted to just let it go.

But he still couldn't help it.

The audience went on to get more and more over the top.

Of course, it's not all their fault. The band's poor performance level at that time was also the main reason.

In short, it seems that someone called him a sissy, and shouted something insulting like Suckmydick.

Go fuck it!

No one is a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle!

Lance exploded directly.

With a sneer, he gestured his middle fingers provocatively at the audience and made a fuck mouth.

He really shouldn't have done it.

The audience was immediately aroused.

All right.

More things were thrown on it by the angry audience, and the scene was like hailstorm.

Lance didn't play the guitar at all, and he didn't have a lead singer anyway, so he just took the microphone and started cursing back.

The audience below scolded angrily.

The stage and the audience began to scold each other.

Lance walked back and forth on the stage with a cold face, trying to dodge while trying to throw back all the things thrown up...

Such a miraculous development made Theo stunned at first.

But the most amazing thing is Baldwin.

This silent drummer flicked the drumsticks indifferently, and continued to beat the drums in that "dong dong ding, dong dong ding, dong dong ding" non-stop, with a casual and natural attitude, as if there were thousands of troops behind him. , TMD cool!

So Theo calmed down.

He played too, plucking the strings with one hand and grinning as the bass made a rough 'Boom!Boom!Boom! 'Voice, to add some momentum to my own guitarist.

Ignore the outrageousness of this...

The scene was actually quite lively and interesting!

From this aspect alone, the guys from the Planetary Band have always had a unique talent in provoking the audience.

Therefore, they often can not only make the audience die of joy, but also make the audience full of heart attack.

In short, after they were urged to end the so-called 'show' by the unbearable organizers and walked off the stage, the whole show had to be temporarily suspended.

Because the staff need to go to the stage to collect the garbage first.

Only when the stage is cleaned up can the next band to perform be on stage.Otherwise, the stage is full of messy things, and there is almost no place to step down.

The next band to be on the scene is that beach boy group.

A group of teenagers who were also young but seemed to be well-behaved stood on the other side of the stage, looking at the hot scene in front of them tremblingly like little chickens, obviously frightened.

At this time, Lance lit a cigarette and walked down with it in his mouth, followed by the silent Baldwin and Theo who laughed.

He strode aggressively past those beach boy groups, keeping his eyes on them all the time, without even glancing at them.

And they actually lowered their heads and didn't dare to say a word.

In that scene, the contrast was very tragic.

It seems that shame was not the Planetary Band just now...

Instead, he was like a boy by the beach who did nothing.

But it's still an incredibly bad start to the tour for Planet.

Not only did they lose face in front of the audience, they also lost face in front of their colleagues.

But let's be honest!

After Lance finished venting, his mood miraculously improved a lot.

Later, Lawrence, who had a better relationship with them, was a senior musician who also participated in this tour. He was a very powerful blues guitarist, and he belonged to the kind of master figure who can hold the audience by playing and singing.

He appreciated the performance of Lance and the three of them at that time, and joked with a smile: "Very good, although the scene was a bit embarrassing, but the momentum was not lost from the beginning to the end. People who don't know the truth , maybe I thought you were returning in triumph!"

That's not a triumphant return, it's about to die of anger.

But this time the matter is not over yet.

Early the next morning, their friend Davis, who had previously acted as their temporary manager, brought another message: "You guys have been bullied this time. Originally, your show was supposed to be tomorrow, but someone changed the show. one."

"Who?" James asked in confusion with his hangover head.

"Mike Campbell." Davis answered a strange name.

"Who is that?" Lance threw a bottle of mineral water to James, asking him to continue asking slowly.

"You don't know?" Davis was shocked.

"Celebrity? Still some news, why should we know?" Lance asked impatiently.

"That's the singer who sang <When Someone Came to Love Me>. Your song <She is 16 years old this year> has been competing with it for No.1 in the rankings recently! But you don't know who he is?" Davis I was really surprised by this group of arrogant guys, they didn't even pay attention to their competitors.

- What the hell!

——Have never heard of it.

—Is there really such a person?

—Do we need to know him?

Probably birds of a feather really flock together.

At this moment, these words were clearly displayed on the faces of everyone in the Planetary Band.

Then, James couldn't help but asked: "Then he changed the program and made us make a fool of ourselves, so he can get No.1?"

Davis pushed his glasses and answered him in a very helpless tone: "Of course not, but it can relieve anger! Besides, in fact, he didn't do too much. It's just changing the order or something. It should be to punish you. After all , you guys are new here, and you came on stage in a hurry, and you may make some small mistakes if you don't have time to prepare. But who knew it would be such a coincidence, Jimmy, you would die drunk, and in the end...

Everyone finally figured out the ins and outs!

When they were unlucky, they were pushed behind by the bitch.

Just now, Lance calmed down.

He started to pick things up: "This matter can't be ignored, it's okay for us to be unlucky, but not for being bullied."

"Yes, no." Everyone agreed.

"Then what the hell is Campbell? He deserves to compete with us if he uses such means?" Lance continued.

"That's right! He deserves it too?" Everyone continued to agree.

"Fuck him!" Lance concluded.

Everyone's emotions were mobilized.

Everyone began to think about how to get revenge.

In fact, everyone in the Planet Band should thank Mike Campbell.

Because when everyone was in the worst mood and only had conflicts with each other, this guy took the initiative to send people to vent.

It is well known that, from ancient times to the present, the best way to divert internal conflicts is always and only one shortcut.

That is - foreign war!