walk with jimmy
Chapter 9
James bought some cigarettes and sweets with the pound.
But Lance brooded over the pound: "You shouldn't take it, it's an insult to us."
"Shut up, I hope there will be more insults like this."
James roughly tore open the candy bag, threw a piece of candy into his mouth nonchalantly, and conveniently stuffed a piece of candy into the mouth of this relatively top student.
Langston, who looked angry, was stunned by James' behavior of feeding sugar like a coaxing child, and a little dazed and helpless appeared on his usually proud and beautiful face.
"Is it sweet?" James asked deliberately with a smile.
"Sweet." Lance replied foolishly and reflexively.
There's something so hilarious about someone who's always been smart suddenly being stupid.
Baldwin and Theo on the side almost died laughing.
Although Lance reacted quickly, changed his face in an instant, and stared at them all viciously...
However, with such an interruption, everyone is not in the mood to pursue the matter of a pound.
The four of them shared all the cigarettes and sugar in silence.
Then, James blew out a smoke ring and asked, "How do you sing the joy and happiness of that shit? Where can I hear it? I'll learn it."
"But you said it yourself, it's shit, shit." The poor kid Theo yelled, his expression full of contempt.
James glared at him angrily, and said angrily, "When you're hungry, you have to eat dog shit."
"You're disgusting, I'd rather starve to death than eat shit! Aren't we a rock band? It wouldn't be cool to sing that stuff," Theo yelled, devastated.
"Cool what is cool, the premise of being cool is survival, being alive is cool, dying is nothing, understand? If you don't sing something that is generally accepted by people, you are always being chased around, how can the band expand its business scope?" James, who has ten years of social animal experience, taught him and said.
Ke Theo still pouted and lost his temper.
Baldwin patted his head reassuringly, and comforted him gently: "Rock bands don't sing rock all day, we just learn some other music as an auxiliary. Moreover, since people love to listen to them, those songs should be There are advantages too.”
Theo showed reluctance.
But Lance's lips moved, he hesitated to speak, and finally did not raise any objections.
So it's settled.
The band still mainly sings rock and roll, but in order to gain more opportunities to make their debut, they also try to learn some popular songs.
Perhaps it was from this moment that the band's behavior pattern began to take shape.
Lance is in charge of staying true to the big picture and keeping it pure; James is in charge of making some of the compromises necessary during tough times.
Then, due to the expansion of the band's song library, more and more people began to invite them to perform, playing those bad street songs, and occasionally earning money.
They ran twenty or thirty games in two weeks, but none of them were particularly happy, including James.
For the first time, he found that sometimes he would not be happy when he made money, because the audience feedback he got was not the kind he really wanted.
It's not that they're not doing well enough.
In fact, even if it is a pig, if it stands on the stage every day and performs twenty or thirty times, the typhoon will become more stable.
Although Lance's military training plan is difficult, it is indeed the right direction.
This newborn band has transformed little by little in every performance, and every performance has improved, and the growth rate of the young boys is amazing.
It's just that people's inherent thinking patterns blind their eyes and ears, and they don't notice these at all.
In most activities where free bands are chosen to perform, the participants usually do not have any expectations for the performance level of the band, especially a new band full of young faces like Planet, it is not worth watching trust.
In their view, the existence of the band is to provide a background sound for the event. It does not require great skills or outstanding singing voices. As long as the band can perform in a well-regulated manner, it is enough to set off the atmosphere in the venue.
As a result, from the beginning to the end of the event, almost no one would listen carefully to those performances...
They always hold wine glasses, gather together in groups of three or four, chat lively, and don't hear the sound of music.
Gradually assimilated by his teammates, James, who also began to love rock and roll, frowned on this, worried but couldn't find a way to break the game.
Until one day, they were invited to participate in some kind of community exchange meeting, probably some social activities organized by a certain community. Usually such activities are fund-raising and spontaneously organized by residents, and generally there is no money, so when looking for a band , Naturally found them very cheap.
After receiving the invitation, everyone packed up their equipment as usual, and took a taxi to go there.
A person in charge of organizing the event handed over a program list, which roughly stated the time, which songs to sing, and so on. Unsurprisingly, it was those annoying saliva songs again.
Moreover, due to saving money, the person in charge did not invite many artists to perform.
This led to longer performances by Planet.
If it was a while ago, the fledgling people will be very happy to have this opportunity to practice.
However, the audience's long-term non-cooperation and indifference have deeply affected the self-confidence and enthusiasm of everyone in the band. In addition, they always asked to play some songs that the band members didn't like, which made the supposedly wonderful and passionate performance, Gradually it turned into a tedious task.
So, when I heard that it was going to be performed all night...
Everyone's face is not very good.
James didn't like the dead atmosphere.
The Lymon family has always believed in the principle of 'die with a smile', no matter how unlucky things happen, smile as much as you can.
So, he took the lead to stand up, smiling, with two canine teeth looming, and waving his arms to greet everyone, boosting morale: "Okay, okay, don't even think about it! Start work, start work, brothers! Maybe something good will happen today Woolen cloth!"
How can there be any good thing?
Makeshift, super rudimentary, nothing but a stage with a few chairs; all the equipment is brought in; gloomy sky and messy scene, with long dining tables and a few barbecue grills (James: maybe after the show can mix a meal); and no matter how hard and wonderful the performance is, the wooden audience can still regard themselves as deaf.
James stood on stage and muttered: "It's so fucking good, it's exactly the same as the hell I think."
With a gloomy face, Lance lowered his head and tuned the strings beside him.
The well-informed Baldwin stared into the distance blankly.
Theo probably wanted to pretend to lean against the wall and smoke, but his expression was dull, like a stick.
The people below are busy chatting, eating, drinking beer, barbecue, exchanging hypocritical feelings between neighbors in the community, and don't care about the band invited on the stage.
When the performance started, James suppressed his displeasure. After singing some popular but pretentious, empty happiness, honey, I love you and other crap, but there was no feedback, Lance finally broke out unbearably. up.
If you want James to say, it will be a matter of time.
Don't look at this guy who is pretty, harmless, and very good at pretending to be a sensible and good boy in front of parents and teachers, but he is bullshit!
How many times has he been invited by his parents for various reasons in the whole year because of unintentionally saying 'very mother'?His ass was almost fucked by his own father, nine times out of ten it was this shameless boy who beat him behind his back, skipped classes, didn't do homework, bullied his classmates (nothing), etc., for a whole year!devil!
Lance Winfield is a two-faced person. He looks beautiful, humble and polite on the outside, but he thinks highly of himself on the inside, and everyone looks down on him. He is strong and arrogant in his bones, and he often cannot tolerate others' contempt and neglect.
Two weeks was clearly the limit.
He suddenly jumped up and kicked over a stool behind him.
The loud, piercing sound interrupted the whole performance, and the audience who were only chatting at the bottom finally raised their heads in surprise.
At this moment, James, Baldwin and Theo stared at him dumbfounded, and the audience off the court looked at him confusedly.
Everyone is probably thinking: Are you crazy?
Lance looked down at the audience like a hawk with those beautiful blue eyes, looking menacing, as if he was about to roll up his sleeves and fight someone.
With a cold face, he turned up the volume of the speaker to the maximum, and regardless of the power overload, adjusted the guitar pickup almost close to the strings, making the sound signal extremely strong. At the same time, his slender and flexible fingers began to pluck quickly, an impromptu The guitar solo was vented into a piercing long howl, and the sudden electric sound was like water splashing into a boiling oil pan, and it crackled instantly, followed by the howling of a fighter jet swooping down...
After nearly two weeks of hard depression!
The electric guitar, which had been silent for a long time, finally uttered freely, like a submachine gun, and began to shoot wildly at the audience!
But Lance brooded over the pound: "You shouldn't take it, it's an insult to us."
"Shut up, I hope there will be more insults like this."
James roughly tore open the candy bag, threw a piece of candy into his mouth nonchalantly, and conveniently stuffed a piece of candy into the mouth of this relatively top student.
Langston, who looked angry, was stunned by James' behavior of feeding sugar like a coaxing child, and a little dazed and helpless appeared on his usually proud and beautiful face.
"Is it sweet?" James asked deliberately with a smile.
"Sweet." Lance replied foolishly and reflexively.
There's something so hilarious about someone who's always been smart suddenly being stupid.
Baldwin and Theo on the side almost died laughing.
Although Lance reacted quickly, changed his face in an instant, and stared at them all viciously...
However, with such an interruption, everyone is not in the mood to pursue the matter of a pound.
The four of them shared all the cigarettes and sugar in silence.
Then, James blew out a smoke ring and asked, "How do you sing the joy and happiness of that shit? Where can I hear it? I'll learn it."
"But you said it yourself, it's shit, shit." The poor kid Theo yelled, his expression full of contempt.
James glared at him angrily, and said angrily, "When you're hungry, you have to eat dog shit."
"You're disgusting, I'd rather starve to death than eat shit! Aren't we a rock band? It wouldn't be cool to sing that stuff," Theo yelled, devastated.
"Cool what is cool, the premise of being cool is survival, being alive is cool, dying is nothing, understand? If you don't sing something that is generally accepted by people, you are always being chased around, how can the band expand its business scope?" James, who has ten years of social animal experience, taught him and said.
Ke Theo still pouted and lost his temper.
Baldwin patted his head reassuringly, and comforted him gently: "Rock bands don't sing rock all day, we just learn some other music as an auxiliary. Moreover, since people love to listen to them, those songs should be There are advantages too.”
Theo showed reluctance.
But Lance's lips moved, he hesitated to speak, and finally did not raise any objections.
So it's settled.
The band still mainly sings rock and roll, but in order to gain more opportunities to make their debut, they also try to learn some popular songs.
Perhaps it was from this moment that the band's behavior pattern began to take shape.
Lance is in charge of staying true to the big picture and keeping it pure; James is in charge of making some of the compromises necessary during tough times.
Then, due to the expansion of the band's song library, more and more people began to invite them to perform, playing those bad street songs, and occasionally earning money.
They ran twenty or thirty games in two weeks, but none of them were particularly happy, including James.
For the first time, he found that sometimes he would not be happy when he made money, because the audience feedback he got was not the kind he really wanted.
It's not that they're not doing well enough.
In fact, even if it is a pig, if it stands on the stage every day and performs twenty or thirty times, the typhoon will become more stable.
Although Lance's military training plan is difficult, it is indeed the right direction.
This newborn band has transformed little by little in every performance, and every performance has improved, and the growth rate of the young boys is amazing.
It's just that people's inherent thinking patterns blind their eyes and ears, and they don't notice these at all.
In most activities where free bands are chosen to perform, the participants usually do not have any expectations for the performance level of the band, especially a new band full of young faces like Planet, it is not worth watching trust.
In their view, the existence of the band is to provide a background sound for the event. It does not require great skills or outstanding singing voices. As long as the band can perform in a well-regulated manner, it is enough to set off the atmosphere in the venue.
As a result, from the beginning to the end of the event, almost no one would listen carefully to those performances...
They always hold wine glasses, gather together in groups of three or four, chat lively, and don't hear the sound of music.
Gradually assimilated by his teammates, James, who also began to love rock and roll, frowned on this, worried but couldn't find a way to break the game.
Until one day, they were invited to participate in some kind of community exchange meeting, probably some social activities organized by a certain community. Usually such activities are fund-raising and spontaneously organized by residents, and generally there is no money, so when looking for a band , Naturally found them very cheap.
After receiving the invitation, everyone packed up their equipment as usual, and took a taxi to go there.
A person in charge of organizing the event handed over a program list, which roughly stated the time, which songs to sing, and so on. Unsurprisingly, it was those annoying saliva songs again.
Moreover, due to saving money, the person in charge did not invite many artists to perform.
This led to longer performances by Planet.
If it was a while ago, the fledgling people will be very happy to have this opportunity to practice.
However, the audience's long-term non-cooperation and indifference have deeply affected the self-confidence and enthusiasm of everyone in the band. In addition, they always asked to play some songs that the band members didn't like, which made the supposedly wonderful and passionate performance, Gradually it turned into a tedious task.
So, when I heard that it was going to be performed all night...
Everyone's face is not very good.
James didn't like the dead atmosphere.
The Lymon family has always believed in the principle of 'die with a smile', no matter how unlucky things happen, smile as much as you can.
So, he took the lead to stand up, smiling, with two canine teeth looming, and waving his arms to greet everyone, boosting morale: "Okay, okay, don't even think about it! Start work, start work, brothers! Maybe something good will happen today Woolen cloth!"
How can there be any good thing?
Makeshift, super rudimentary, nothing but a stage with a few chairs; all the equipment is brought in; gloomy sky and messy scene, with long dining tables and a few barbecue grills (James: maybe after the show can mix a meal); and no matter how hard and wonderful the performance is, the wooden audience can still regard themselves as deaf.
James stood on stage and muttered: "It's so fucking good, it's exactly the same as the hell I think."
With a gloomy face, Lance lowered his head and tuned the strings beside him.
The well-informed Baldwin stared into the distance blankly.
Theo probably wanted to pretend to lean against the wall and smoke, but his expression was dull, like a stick.
The people below are busy chatting, eating, drinking beer, barbecue, exchanging hypocritical feelings between neighbors in the community, and don't care about the band invited on the stage.
When the performance started, James suppressed his displeasure. After singing some popular but pretentious, empty happiness, honey, I love you and other crap, but there was no feedback, Lance finally broke out unbearably. up.
If you want James to say, it will be a matter of time.
Don't look at this guy who is pretty, harmless, and very good at pretending to be a sensible and good boy in front of parents and teachers, but he is bullshit!
How many times has he been invited by his parents for various reasons in the whole year because of unintentionally saying 'very mother'?His ass was almost fucked by his own father, nine times out of ten it was this shameless boy who beat him behind his back, skipped classes, didn't do homework, bullied his classmates (nothing), etc., for a whole year!devil!
Lance Winfield is a two-faced person. He looks beautiful, humble and polite on the outside, but he thinks highly of himself on the inside, and everyone looks down on him. He is strong and arrogant in his bones, and he often cannot tolerate others' contempt and neglect.
Two weeks was clearly the limit.
He suddenly jumped up and kicked over a stool behind him.
The loud, piercing sound interrupted the whole performance, and the audience who were only chatting at the bottom finally raised their heads in surprise.
At this moment, James, Baldwin and Theo stared at him dumbfounded, and the audience off the court looked at him confusedly.
Everyone is probably thinking: Are you crazy?
Lance looked down at the audience like a hawk with those beautiful blue eyes, looking menacing, as if he was about to roll up his sleeves and fight someone.
With a cold face, he turned up the volume of the speaker to the maximum, and regardless of the power overload, adjusted the guitar pickup almost close to the strings, making the sound signal extremely strong. At the same time, his slender and flexible fingers began to pluck quickly, an impromptu The guitar solo was vented into a piercing long howl, and the sudden electric sound was like water splashing into a boiling oil pan, and it crackled instantly, followed by the howling of a fighter jet swooping down...
After nearly two weeks of hard depression!
The electric guitar, which had been silent for a long time, finally uttered freely, like a submachine gun, and began to shoot wildly at the audience!
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