walk with jimmy

Nervousness is like motion sickness. Even if it is fine at ordinary times, it will happen suddenly occasionally, and it is fierce and unstoppable.

When Lance started uncharacteristically obsessing over chips and chocolate bonbons, seasoned tour manager Bill knew the worst!

really……

The next moment, he started to entangle with the costumer in the tour team again:

"Do you think the Windsor knot looks good? Does it look too British? After all, this is America."

"No, no, the flat knot won't work, it's too ugly, and it's more suitable for narrow collar shirts..."

"Enough! What the hell are you making this shitty thing? Do you think it looks good?"

"Do you have any aesthetics? How did you get in as a costume designer? Did you go through the back door? Tell me, who is responsible for it? If the backstage is strong enough, I think I am unlucky. If there is no one, then get out as soon as possible."

The costumer turned pale with anger.

She has tried her best to satisfy the other party, and there are probably dozens of ties of different colors and styles on one arm.But among these, none of them can make Lance say yes neatly, even if he barely picks one, he will be picked on by all kinds of faults because of the way the bow tie is tied.

The time for the show is getting closer...

Lance was still there, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Baldwin couldn't bear Lance, so he hid out.

Anyway, he didn't need to do any tricks of "falling from the sky" with his teammates, he simply ran to the stage to cooperate with the technicians to check his drum equipment.

As for bassist Theo.

He is heartless and a wicked jerk is actually far better than James, so watching the excitement from the sidelines is almost applauding.

Instead, the tour manager Bill, who didn't have to go on stage, was almost driven crazy by the scene: "Jimmy, you must help me."

He ran over to the blond lead singer who was equally uneasy but relatively easy to coax: "Lance's mood is obviously not right now, he was also picky before, but usually it takes seven or eight minutes for him to vent, but now it takes more than ten minutes gone."

James was slightly taken aback: "Hey, has it been so long?"

He threw the apple juice in his hand to a staff member, and said: "You continue to study, I'll go and have a look first."

The staff member held the bottle of apple juice and shouted dumbfoundingly: "I can't research it, I can't research it, Jimmy."

But James didn't mean to change his mind at all, and turned around and gave him a cheering gesture.

"Uh, what did he ask you to study?" Bill asked curiously.

"Let me study how to quickly ferment apple juice into cider." The staff replied with a wooden face.

Bill immediately regretted asking this question: "...you go on."

The staff gave him a depressed look: "Seriously? If I can do this kind of thing, I must resign and resell apple juice into cider instead of doing odd jobs here."

At the same time, James tried to appease his own guitarist as fast as he could.

His method is to tell the dresser to go to rest, throw all the ties aside, and then, very sincerely, say, "Lance, you don't need to worry about these things, because you are perfect yourself."

It's no use arguing with a narcissistic and hypocritical guy about which tie is more suitable and which bow tie looks better!Because he can always find all kinds of reasons to refute you, satirize you, and laugh at you... So, at this time, you should eliminate all unnecessary distractions and praise him directly.After all, when you are praising him, he can't criticize himself, can he?

Lance was silent.

For a long time, the inherently sentimental guitarist admits in a low voice, "Jimmy, I'm a little worried, so upset, but I'll get over it, and I get over it every time."

James stepped forward and hugged him.

Although it is difficult for him who is born to love the stage to understand such delicate emotions, but Lance is usually very strong, but occasionally reveals a little fragility, but it will just rightly arouse the strong desire for protection in his heart.

"Look at me, when you're nervous, just look at me!"

James said in a rare and serious way: "On stage, as long as I'm here, you don't have to worry about anything. No matter what happens, I can handle it, and it doesn't matter even if it doesn't work out...we are together."

Lance finally smiled.

At this time, a staff member came to inform: "The audience has already entered the arena and is ready to go on stage."

Before going on stage, everyone had already rehearsed the scene of "falling from the sky" with ease, and thought it was foolproof.

The overall planning process is roughly like this:

On the stage, Baldwin, a drummer who can't fly into the sky, hides behind the drum kit (don't think too complicated, he just squats behind the drum). A sudden sense of mystery (actually changing from squatting to standing up);

And James, Lance and Theo were hung by the wire, playing music while falling slowly.

When they successfully landed on the stage...

At the request of the American music company, James stood in the center of the stage, inserted a sentence between the songs, and greeted the American audience warmly: "Hello, America!"

Due to the limited budget of the performance, such a simple arrangement has taken a lot of thought.

From this point of view, everyone must thank the companies in the United States.

Although they can't tell the difference between the planet (Planet) band and the plant (Plant) band.

But in order to make money, they didn't cut corners at all in preparing for the performance, and they have been trying their best to help the band make a brilliant debut-A Planet Flying!

However, no matter how careful the plan is, if it is not formally implemented, it will never be possible to guess what problems will happen.

That day was the Planet's first debut in Los Angeles.However, due to the good publicity in the early stage, this band from the UK is still highly anticipated by the American people.

Therefore, the attendance rate of the venue almost reached 70.00%, and many stars, well-known music critics and reporters were invited.On the one hand, they use it for daily socializing, and on the other hand, they also want to see the level of this British rock band.

The stadium was full of voices.

Before the performance started, most of the audience were busy chatting, eating and drinking with friends sitting next to them, because they had no idea about the upcoming band, and most of them just bought tickets after seeing the promotion ...

On the other end, Lance was worrying about that 'falling from the sky' appearance again.

He confirmed the safety issues with the staff over and over again, and suddenly repented at the last minute: "Forget it, I won't fly. I want to walk on the stage, I can walk up, believe me, there is still time. Baldwin doesn't have to Fly, I don’t need to fly. I like to keep my feet on the ground, I love to keep my feet on the ground, flying is the skill of a bird with wings, that’s not what I should do.”

James nearly died laughing.

But when he saw Lance's usually shrewd and strong face showing a look of obvious nervousness and fear, but pretending to be calm, he couldn't help feeling a little tenderness in his heart, and wanted to hug him again.

But at this time, there is no time for them to talk about love, or to comfort each other.

The lights in the venue began to go out one by one, and the curtain gradually rose.

Lance was still yelling 'I won't fly, I won't fly'...

James interrupted him abruptly: "Remember what I said? Look at me, look at me when you're nervous."

Before Lance could react, he jumped down.

Immediately afterwards, Theo winked at him with a smile and jumped down too.

Lance took a deep breath and finally shut up completely.

He hugged the guitar tightly and jumped along neatly.

The effect that has been rehearsed countless times is immediately presented.

Even though Lance was grinding, and there were so many things to do all day long, even if he didn't touch the ground, he still didn't forget to perform. A strumming, full of dynamic melody also rushes down like a waterfall...

Great start!

The audience was startled, they raised their heads in unison, and screamed from below.

Then, Baldwin on stage jumped up too.

He raised the drumsticks high with both hands, his tall and strong body was like the king of the jungle (King Kong), waving his powerful arms, and smashing them down with heavy and exaggerated movements, bang!boom!boom!Beating the big drum is very contagious.

Theo's fingers plucked, and the bass sound subtly blended in.

James yelled out the first line of the lyrics in mid-air: "She this year..."

When things got to this point, everything was still pretty perfect.

Next, Lance and Theo landed calmly.

The two of them quickly tore off the straps tied around their waists to hang the wire, threw them aside, and started playing guitar and bass without paying attention.

——Look at me when you’re nervous!

So, when Lance bowed his head and finished playing a section, he was a little worried that he might not play well this time, and subconsciously looked to his side, trying to seek the support and praise of his blonde lead singer... but only saw two legs! ?

He walked along those familiar legs in astonishment, slowly raised his head, and found that James was being suspended in mid-air, maintaining a height of 'even though he can't fall down to his death, he just can't come down'...

The show can't stop!

The show can't stop!

The show can't stop!

Fuck!

Come on someone and let him down!

Lance played the guitar instinctively and, in a panic, mistakenly played a melody twice. He looked around for help.

In order not to spoil the show, several crew members, wearing outlandish helmets and dressed as backup dancers, rushed onto the stage.

They danced exaggeratedly on the stage. On the surface, they were dancing, but they were actually trying to use various methods to pull down the blond lead singer unobtrusively, yelling in a low voice: "Fall down, fall down!" , is it stuck somewhere? Damn it."

The audience below couldn't hear the voices of the staff, and thought it was some kind of comedy show, and they all laughed out loud.

Thanks to the invention of wireless devices...

Let James hang in the air and sing with a microphone.

The show goes on.

The blond-haired lead singer kicked her legs in mid-air, singing and cursing in grief and anger: "She's this year, buddy, you know what I mean... let me down!"

——Take her to play, take her to surf!

bastard don't flash me with lights

— make her — happy!Make her—scream!

You idiot, you can't force it! (The staff member tugged at his two legs, trying to force him off) It hurts, the shoe, the shoe fell off, fuck!

—let her go to heaven, man, you know what I mean!

Get out of the way, let me f*ck perform!

In the passionate and dynamic music, James kicked his legs angrily above the center of the stage, and greeted the American audience with "enthusiasm" in accordance with the requirements of the American music company: "Hello , fuck America!"