There's Only One Way To Rock
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				Title: <strong>There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 05:41:18</strong>
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				<em>I've heard it called by different names<br>All over the world, but it's all the same!<br>There's so many ways to make love<br>A million ways to make love<br>A million ways, I've been thinking of<br>Oh yeah!<br><br>But there's only one way!<br>There's only one way to rock!<br></em><br><br>Sammy Hagar was blaring out of the speakers in a small auditorium, empty of life except for one man up on stage in a chainmail costume with a battle-axe-like guitar, playing along to the song. Plenty of speakers and amps were on the stage itself, as well as an elaborate drumset decorated with skulls with candle imbedded in them on the front of every snare and tom. When the song had finished, Eddie went to turn off the casette player he had connected to the speakers, the top of the player itself covered with old casette tapes of rock and metal bands from the 70s and 80s.<br><br>Sir Shredsalot, as the stage name he went by, had spent the last month at the local Guitar Center signing autographs and handing out flyers to promising musicians to let them know he was looking to put together a new band. He was in a band before once, but they broke up after two years of being together with no explanation revealed to the public; only rumors. Eddie Sherman later wrote, recorded, and published one album as a solo artist, but then decided he would rather have a band along. So now he was here, waiting for those auditioning to join his band to show up, and he was rocking out until they arrived.
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				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 21:17:20</strong>
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				Whiskey sat in the back of the taxi, nervously drumming her fingers on her guitar case, keeping her head down.&nbsp; It wouldn’t do to be recognized.&nbsp; She pulled the ball cap lower on her head and made sure her sunglasses were close at hand.&nbsp; Known for her funky style of dress, she had worn old blue jeans and a long-sleeved knit shirt with a leather vest over it, hoping to throw people off.&nbsp; <br><br>It wasn’t that she thought she was the hottest thing in town, she knew better.&nbsp; It was just a little bit embarrassing, having to audition for another band.&nbsp; She had her share of paparazzi, if they couldn’t find anyone better to follow, and she didn’t want her picture splashed all over the rags.&nbsp; “Rock Singer hits Rock Bottom,” or some other catchy headline.&nbsp; <br><br>She knew of the Rockaneers, of course, but had never actually met any of them. She felt almost as bad about their breakup as she did Rage, her own group.&nbsp; She sighed.&nbsp; People not in the music business had no idea how difficult it was to keep a group together, especially once they became well-known.&nbsp; Egos, which were already big to start with, grew into outer-space proportions, and suddenly they were miles ahead of everyone else in talent and looks and everything else.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn’t even know if they needed a female singer, let alone a lead singer, but the flyer had not specified what they needed, so she thought she would give it a shot.&nbsp; She really missed being in a band.&nbsp; Her band had been her family.&nbsp; Now she felt adrift.&nbsp; <br><br>The taxi pulled up to the address she had given him, and she nervously stepped out, looking around for any camera-happy photogs.&nbsp; She paid the cabbie, then picked up her guitar case and headed inside.&nbsp; She could hear the music of Sammy Hagar shaking the walls as she got closer to the auditorium’s arena.&nbsp; Just before she entered, the music stopped.&nbsp; <br><br>She went in, looking around, then saw someone standing at a tape player, looking through some tapes.&nbsp; She suddenly felt very nervous as she walked up to him.<br>“Hi,” she said softly.&nbsp; “I’m Jeri.&nbsp; I’m here to audition for the band?”<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 21:32:39</strong>
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				Eddie turned his attention to the woman that had entered the auditorium as soon as he had realized that she was there. He put his guitar down and looked to her as though he were trying to recall something.<br><br>"You...wait a minute...you are...you're Whiskey! Jeri Sauer of Rage, aren't you!? I never thought I'd ever meet you in person!" He smiled excitedly. "Man, MTV used to play your music videos all the time! Anyways, you're here for the audition, yes?" He tapped his chin as he thought about this. "Well, I already know your talent, but I'd like to see how well you could sing our style of music. Let's see...are there any Rockaneers songs you know well enough to sing a capella?"
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				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 22:32:28</strong>
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				Whiskey smiled when Eddie recognized her and seemed excited to meet her.&nbsp; When he asked her to sing one of the Rockaneers songs a capella, she gulped.&nbsp; Most of their music required a lot of guitar runs and she wasn’t sure she could do justice to any of them with just her voice.&nbsp; Running a couple through her head, she picked one out.<br><br>“Okay,” she smiled weakly.&nbsp; She set her guitar case on the floor, then began to sing.<br><br><div align="center"><em>You’ve such a pretty face, radiant<br>I see you across the room, I knew I had to have you<br>Thus started the chase, I knew I would do anything<br>To take your hand and make you mine…</em></div><br>Once she got into the song, her nervousness vanished.&nbsp; She was in her world now, and with her eyes closed, nothing else existed.&nbsp; She traveled the scale, from soft to loud, feeling the emotions, hearing the music, living the song.<br><br>When she finished, she opened her eyes and saw Eddie staring at her.&nbsp; She blushed, wondering if she had put too much emotion into it.&nbsp; The next minute was the hardest she had ever waited.&nbsp; It seemed like an eternity.<br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 23:13:25</strong>
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				After Jeri had finished singing, Eddie, who had been listening carefully, was grinning ear to ear. "Well," He chuckled nervously. "You're about the thirteenth or fourteenth singer that has auditioned for me thus far..." He took a step towards her, "And I can say, you blow them all out of the water. I've been wondering what it would be like to have a female singer anyways..." He extended his right hand out to her. "Welcome to your new band, the...the umm..." He suddenly retracted his hand to scratch his head. "Actually, I haven't thought of a name for it yet."
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				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 02:14:15</strong>
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				Jeri grinned widely at the compliment.&nbsp; When he held his hand out and said “Welcome to your new band,” she squealed and threw herself at him, giving him a big hug.&nbsp; She was so relieved…and excited.&nbsp; She was back in!&nbsp; She couldn’t wait to get started.<br><br>“Actually, I haven’t thought of a name for it yet.”<br><br>She laughed out loud.&nbsp; “Well, I’m sure you will come up with something wonderful.&nbsp; You’ve already proven you have good taste!”&nbsp; She picked up her guitar case and beamed.&nbsp; “So, when do rehearsals begin?”<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 02:39:25</strong>
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				"Hmm...well, I was hoping to start rehearsing when we have a band together." Eddie replied, scratching his chin. "We should also write some new songs for this new band. You know, I've always wanted to do a cover of a Heart song, but until now I never had a woman to sing for me..."
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				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 19:45:32</strong>
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				Whiskey clapped her hands excitedly.&nbsp; "I love them!&nbsp; Oh, I'd love to do 'If Looks Could Kill.'&nbsp; You would be great on the guitar.&nbsp; We'd rock the house down!"<br><br>Once her excitement settled, she looked at him seriously.&nbsp; "I've tried my hand at writing a few songs...but what I think I need is a collaborator.&nbsp; You know, two heads are better than one, they say."&nbsp; She smiled.&nbsp; Jeri knew people were surprised when they met her away from the stage.&nbsp; In truth, she was a quiet person, a good friend, a good companion.&nbsp; But once she put on her stage clothes, she became Whiskey, the South's Version of Tough Love.&nbsp; Nothing made her blood run hot more than hard metal acoustics.&nbsp; Often, after a three-hour concert, she would be so high on her music she would take up with the first groupie or musician that crossed her path, practically dragging him into her bus.&nbsp; Of course, that was not a part of her life she was particularly proud of, but it was like needing a fix.&nbsp; She was addicted to music, the drug of her choice, and a man was her rehab, bringing her down slowly.&nbsp; But she was trying to change.&nbsp; When things got out of hand the last time, her band imploded.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 23:47:32</strong>
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				"Looks That Kill?" Eddie went to pick up his famous guitar and strapped it over his shoulder, then began to play the main riff to Motley Crue's "Looks That Kill" for a few bars. "Oh wait, you said If Looks Could Kill, right? Well, I'd need a little while to learn to play it. The only Heart song I learned how to play on guitar was Barracuda."<br><br>"A collaborator, huh?" Eddie smiled back at her. "Yeah, we could be like Lennon and McCartney, I guess. Well, we could go on down to Maxwell's studio later. For now I'm waiting for the rest of the audition."
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				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 00:17:57</strong>
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				"All right," Jeri smiled, shrugging her shoulders.&nbsp; "Then, um, I guess I'll see you later.&nbsp; Oh," she dug in her pocket and handed him a card with her name and number on it.&nbsp; Just Jeri Sauer.&nbsp; No mention of Whiskey.&nbsp; "Here's my number when you're ready for me."&nbsp; <br><br>She picked up her guitar case, popped a cellphone out of her pocket, flicking it open, and called her driver to pick her up.&nbsp; She slipped her sunglasses and cap back on, then went out the door.&nbsp; She cowered in the shadow of the building until her driver got there, then slipped into the limo quickly.&nbsp; Once the car pulled into traffic, she breathed a sigh of relief.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 05:52:35</strong>
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				After getting her card, Eddie hander her a card as well, providing his information as well as the location of the recording studio where they were to meet. "I'll see you tomorrow!"<br><br>Eddie Sherman then went on to see some more people audition, and soon he found himself a bassist and drummer. The next morning, he arrived at Silver Hammer Studios early to practice If Looks Could Kill on his guitar, having found the guitar tabs on the internet. He was expecting Jeri, as well as his new bassist and drummer, to arrive for their first recording session pretty soon...
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				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 21:46:39</strong>
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				Jeri was delighted when Eddie said “See you tomorrow.”&nbsp; She thought he was going to make her wait a while until he had the band all together.&nbsp; In the limo, she looked at the card he had given her.&nbsp; It said “Silver Hammer Studios,” a place she was familiar with on the east side of town.&nbsp; Truth be told, it was the first studio she ever recorded in.&nbsp; She put the card in her pocket.&nbsp; That was way too long ago to be thinking about now.<br><br>The next morning, Jeri rose early, excited about the new band.&nbsp; She wondered what Eddie would call it.&nbsp; She wore everyday clothes, blue jeans and a cropped top, but put her nose ring in.&nbsp; It was a symbol of Whiskey, and she never sang without it, not even in rehearsals.&nbsp; <br><br>She rode in her limo to the studio, not too worried about being conspicuous, as this studio was used by several well-known musicians and the driveway going in was guarded, only people involved in the studio allowed anywhere near it.<br><br>Once there, she carried her guitar inside, then looked around to see if she was the first one there.<br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 20:09:49</strong>
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				Mara pulled up to the recording studio in a long black limousine with a white cross plastered length wise along the side of the limo. She stepped out, grabbing her guitar, a Gibson Custom, Citation. She had a custom guitar that she used for her other band when they played out, but this one was just her rehearsal guitar.<br><br>Today she wore a simple black long sleeve sweater that looked much too large for her, and a pair of extremely shredded blue jeans, her hair was up, pulled back half way into a very slight bump with pins. The sweater hung low on her chest, with a lace overlay from the neck down to the edge of the collar where the sweater actually began. Her make-up was smokey, making her eyes look even more blue.<br><br>She looked up at the building and sighed slightly, nervous, but relaxed at the same time. It was much less stressful than her main band, here she could let others have the more creative voice, let them worry about if they can sing or not, let them worry about being bombarded with questions... She nodded to herself and headed inside, once arriving at their space, she looked in to see Whiskey there and looked her over a bit...she didn't know who she was, mainly because she didn't listen to the type of music she played. She cleared her throat.<br><br>"Uhm...hi...I'm guessing you're Jeri?" she said, moving toward her a hit, her guitar case still in her left hand, she would extend her right as if to offer a hand shake. "I'm Mara" she said in a modest way, there was no need to be cocky.
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				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 20:27:43</strong>
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				Meanwhile, Sir Shredsalot had been practicing in the studio all this time, looking up when he finally saw Jeri and Mara arrive.<br><br>"Ah, there you are!" He said with a smile, brushing back his long yellow hair. Since he wasn't up on stage he dressed in something more comfortable: A pair of knee-length shorts and a T-shirt that said "I finished the Endless Setlist and all I got was this lousy shirt."<br><br>"Right, so we were going to record a cover of If Looks Could Kill, correct? I got the guitar parts all down. Mara, would you like to sing backup?" He pointed to her as he called her. "If our drummer doesn't show up today then I'll have to record the drum tracks."<br><br>Billy Shears, the studio sound technician, sat silently behind the soundboard in front of the glass window overlooking the recording stage.
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				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 00:31:14</strong>
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				Mara smiled slightly as Eddie spoke up and her attention turned on him, her hand went back down to her side and she walked toward him a bit, moving to an input so she could plug her guitar in. "I suppose....though...I don't want there to be a chance of outshining anyone..." she said with a blush, she truly meant it, she didn't know how well the woman could sing, and didn't want to blow her out of the water...she'd place her guitar case down and open it up, taking her guitar out and wiping it down with a rag before plugging it into the amp beside her. She'd strum the chords once to make sure it was tuned and then pluck each one individually to double check. "I'm ready when you are.." she said, plucking some of the rhythm guitar chords from the song.
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				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 00:35:54</strong>
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				Jeri was reaching for the inner door when she heard someone else enter the building.&nbsp; She turned back to see who it was, but at first the glare from the sun blinded her, contrasting starkly against the black walls inside.&nbsp; Once the door closed, she had to readjust her eyes again.&nbsp; When she finally made out the figure, she was shocked.<br>She heard her say, <em>”I’m Mara.”</em> and saw her hand stretched out to greet her.<br><br>It took her a second to get over the shock, then she stepped forward.&nbsp; “I know who you are.&nbsp; Who doesn’t?&nbsp; You’re the lead singer in Schwarzes Kreuz!&nbsp; I can’t tell you what a hard time I had figuring out how to pronounce that!”&nbsp; She laughed nervously.&nbsp; “I used to think it was Schwartz, like the store, and Cruise.”&nbsp; <em>Boy, I'm blowing it big time.</em> “Yeah, I’m Jeri.”&nbsp; Instead of taking her hand, she reached around and gave her a light hug, then stepped back grinning.<br><br>“I can’t believe I’m going to be playing with you!&nbsp; Oh, wait.&nbsp; You are here to play with Eddie, aren’t you?&nbsp; What am I thinking?&nbsp; You’re probably here to make your own recording.”&nbsp; She was babbling and she knew it, but seemed powerless to stop.&nbsp; She never thought of herself in the same league with other stars.&nbsp; “Wow!” she continued.&nbsp; “I’m going to be playing with two famous people!”&nbsp; She pointed her hands up in front of her, fingers spread, and shook them.&nbsp; “It’s so freakin’ awesome!”<br><br>They walked into the studio together, Eddie already there, practicing&nbsp; She laughed at his T-shirt.&nbsp; He proclaimed himself ready to play “If Looks Could Kill,” and pointed to Mara for backup.&nbsp; All of a sudden she became very anxious.&nbsp; This was tall company she was keeping.&nbsp; What if she couldn’t keep up?
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				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 00:52:49</strong>
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				Mara laughed slightly at how excited Jeri was, it made her happy though. "Don't worry about that too much, I'm here as a part of <em>this</em> band, not Schwarsez Kreuz...so just treat me like a band-mate alright?" she said with a bright smile, it was almost odd seeing Mara act friendly and kind, as the papers made her out to be just a party girl with a bad attitude, but there WERE other sides to her other than that, even if she DID like to party....A LOT...<br><br>Mara looked over at Eddie to see if he was going to pick up his guitar so they could start.
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				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 01:12:02</strong>
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				Eddie stood with his arms crossed, his guitar strapped around his shoulder, as the girls got ready for the session. "Everybody ready now? Billy, I think we're ready. Alright ladies...we'll be doing our parts right now, and we'll overdub the drum and bass tracks later."<br><br>Once he was certain everyone was ready, and Mr. Shears gave them the thumbs-up, Sir Shredsalot began their recording by counting to the beat, "Take one...1, 2, 3, 4!"
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				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 02:16:09</strong>
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				Whiskey stood ready as Sir Shredsalot swept into the instrumentals as lead guitar, with Mara covering the rhythm, as well as singing backup.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and swayed to the beats pulsing against her chest.&nbsp; When she opened them again, Jeri was no longer in the building.&nbsp; It was just Whiskey now, her alter ego being pushed up from the depths by the raw, feral heat of the music.&nbsp; When it was time, she stepped up to the mike and proved she had earned her place as lead singer.&nbsp; She belted out the words, feeling them as if they were pouring out of her own heart.<br><br><div align="center"><em>Caught you in the act<br>can't put up with that<br>messing where you shouldn't be<br>I wanna hear you say you're sorry<br>Cause nobody takes advantage of me</em></div><br>When they had played all the way through, she turned to Sir Shredsalot for a reaction.<br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 02:25:45</strong>
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				Mara smirked as she watched Jeri and Eddie play, it was nice to have a change of scene. She took it easy, trying not to let her alter ego come out too much as she played. Granted it was a heavy hitting song, but she didn't want to overpower anyone. Her voice was melodic, making sure to only sing certain words or vocal tones under Jeri's voice.<br><br>When they finished, she looked over at Eddie and then to Jeri, smiling like a geek in the presence of William Shatner.
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				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 04:19:53</strong>
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				Sir Shredsalot made sure to live up to his nickname as he really got into the music, bobbing his head to the beat as he played and going crazy with both guitar solos. At the end of the second solo was where the song ended. He held up his hand to signal Billy to stop recording.<br><br>"All right! That was wonderful! Wonderful!" He patted the girls on the back. "I think we'll keep that one, Mr. Shears!" He looked over to the empty drumset that was behind the trio in the recording room. "Hmm...we can overdub the drums now or later...or perhaps does anyone have any ideas for a song?"
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				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 04:55:21</strong>
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				Mara thought a moment, but then shook her head...all the songs she could think of were either songs her band already covered in concerts and such, or were songs she could sing but didn't know if Jeri could...different vocals sometimes can't sing the same songs and have them still sound good....oh well...she sighed a bit. "..I say we get to know each other a little bit....jumping right into the music without knowing your band mates is not the greatest of plans...we could end up hating each other and that leads to break ups and ugly tabloid crap..." she said in a very nonchalant sort of way before sitting up on a stool, her guitar still slung over her shoulder and hanging over her front. 
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				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 20:26:11</strong>
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				Whiskey was breathless when they finished.&nbsp; Sir Shredsalot had turned loose on the solos and all her stage lust returned with a vengeance.&nbsp; <br><br>“Yeah!” she yelled once the recording stopped.&nbsp; “That was one hot recording!”&nbsp; She high fived Mara, then grabbed Sir Shredsalot by the neck and kissed him full on, making a sucking sound as she released him.&nbsp; “You totally rocked on those solos, man!&nbsp; With you and Mara and me, I don’t see how this band can fail.&nbsp; Whoo!&nbsp; I’m psyched.”<br><br>While Sir Shredsalot and Mara discussed recording more songs, Whiskey took the time to catch her breath and settle down a little.&nbsp; The hot blood pumping through her gradually began to cool and slow to a normal rhythm.&nbsp; <br><br>“I agree with Mara,” she said.&nbsp; “Why don’t we just do a set of songs we all know and see how the sounds blend?&nbsp; Then we can adjust where we need to.”<br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 05:40:16</strong>
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				Eddie was surprised when he was suddenly grabbed and kissed by Whiskey. "H-hey!" His unconscious reflexes caused him to push her away, a force of habit he had gotten into due to some bad experiences with crazed fans.<br><br>"We need a name for ourselves." Eddie said, scratching his head. "Unfortunately, I've had a few good ideas, but I keep forgetting to write them down."<br><br>"Now, for songs...I've had this riff in mind for a while, but I can't figure out what to do with it." He played a five-note melody on his guitar, then again. He repeated it to demonstrate the rhythm it had.
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				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 07:15:45</strong>
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				Mara laughed slightly at Whiskey for getting so excited...it was cute...she would shake her head with a smile and begin following Eddie in his rhythm of guitar, adding to its beat.<br><br>"What about "Confusion"...or something easily as catchy...like...."The Shock"....something simple...but something the fans will remember..." she said in a slightly less enthusiastic tone...merely because she was focusing on her playing at the time, and really just speaking her thoughts out loud...<br><br>She blushed slightly, realizing she was actually speaking out loud and laughed nervously. "Sorry...sometimes I do that...just kind of spew things out without knowing I'm doing it...heh....though...usually thats when I'm drunk...HAH!" she said and blushed brighter.
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				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 18:05:12</strong>
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				Whiskey opened her case and pulled out her guitar, throwing the strap over her head and adjusting it.&nbsp; It was nothing compared to Mara’s guitar, but it did the job.&nbsp; If they were going to pick and play, she wanted to do her part.&nbsp; “Guys, I’m a little embarrassed to tell you this, but I don’t know either one of those songs.”&nbsp; She tried to pick a few notes out.&nbsp; “Surely there’s something we all know?”<br><br>She was caught off guard by the way Sir Shredsalot pushed her when she kissed him.&nbsp; Did she do something wrong?&nbsp; It was just her way—she was a touchy-feely person and when she got excited, she would do just what she did.&nbsp; Kiss someone.&nbsp; <br><br>Whiskey began to strum a little, following the lead of the others, and pretty soon their guitars were playing in perfect harmony.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 19:47:23</strong>
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				[what songs? Mara was giving off band names xD]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 21:28:09</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58829.msg2706269#msg2706269">Quote from: Viothiel on 04-02-2010, 19:47:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">[what songs? Mara was giving off band names xD]<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>(Oops!&nbsp; My bad.&nbsp; &nbsp;::) )<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>05-02-2010, 01:35:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm...what would be a good drum beat for this song, then?" Eddie asked, looking over his shoulder to the drumset. "What else can we do with it? I wasn't the one that wrote the majority of the lyrics when I was in the Rockaneers. That was Travis."<br><br>Sir Shredsalot was interested in seeing what lyrics his new bandmates would write. What sort of mood and tone would they inspire? Eddie himself wrote energetic rock songs that one would headbang to, the lyrics praising rock &amp; roll itself. Other times he would write songs about epic scenes and accounts of fantastic battles.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 08:35:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well," Whiskey reflected.&nbsp; "I was more into writing the lyrics myself.&nbsp; My bass player was good with the music.&nbsp; Probably still is," she mused.&nbsp; Last she heard he had gone to Canada to try to set up a new band in Ontario.&nbsp; I can pick out music on my guitar all right, but that's after I've heard the tracks laid down.<br><br>She looked a little sheepish, thinking she should know more, with the reputation she had with Rage.&nbsp; But everyone had a different talent there, and hers was singing.&nbsp; <br><br>"I have a few lyrics back home I've been playing with.&nbsp; I don't know if they are what you are looking for or not."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 03:43:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mara looked between the two of them and shrugged. "I usually write the lyrics for Schwarsez....but they are usually really obscene and dark....or just angry..." she said looking to the floor and then laughing nervously to herself before plucking her guitar a few times quietly. "Anyway if you wrote lyrics with your old band you should try writing some....it will come to you while we play..." she said with a smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 03:53:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(Viothel's back! Hooray!)<br><br>"Let's see, I've been wanting to write a rock opera about a hero that battles against an evil dragon prince with the future of mankind at stake. I thought that would be epic." Sir Shredsalot said after giving some thought. "Problem is, I don't know how to write a rock opera, much less a theme album." He then shrugged. "What do you suggest, you two?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 04:07:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Whiskey shrugged, then grinned.&nbsp; Sounds good to me!&nbsp; We can work on the music today, if you want, and then I will try to write lyrics to go with it.&nbsp; I can let Mara look them over and add any input she has.&nbsp; It will be a real collaboration. What do you think?<br><br>This felt good to her.&nbsp; Like a real band was forming.&nbsp; Maybe, since all three of them came from great bands, they would soar to the top and become a phenom.&nbsp; She got excited just thinking about it.&nbsp; She did a little finger run on her guitar, then smiled at the others.&nbsp; "You two are the great players.&nbsp; Why don't you lead us off, Sir Shredsalot and then Mara can make it pop.&nbsp; I'll join at the end with what guitar talent I've got."&nbsp; Not that she didn't have some skill with the guitar--she did.&nbsp; She just didn't think she could come near the talents of the other two.<br>&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 04:14:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mara laughed a moment, this man was truly an 80's rocker in the modern world, which wasn't a bad thing, just odd...kind of cute in a way actually...she'd sigh and then nod to Meri. "Sure...can you sing Opera darling?" it sounded weird to hear Mara say the word Darling, with her thick german accent you'd think she said daaling. She'd look to Eddie then and smile. "..If you don't mind, I think I'll stick to calling you Eddie...is that ok?" she asked, not really liking the stage name much...it was corney...but once again, adorable in its own way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 15:23:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Umm...not that kind of opera." Eddie said, shaking his head. "But yeah, sure. Call me Eddie." He put down his guitar and went to sit behind the drumset. "Meanwhile, I'll be recording the drums for the song we covered. I would like to ask you to remain quiet during the recording." He picked up the sticks and looked over to Billy. "Hit it, Shears! Play back that recording, and I'll play the drums over it!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 16:35:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Whiskey laughed.&nbsp; “Opera?&nbsp; You mean like fat ladies breaking glass?&nbsp; Not in this lifetime.&nbsp; But rock opera, hey, that’s just a bunch of songs under one theme.&nbsp; I think it would be interesting.&nbsp; A lot of the big bands have done it.”<br><br>“Um, actually, the name’s Jeri.&nbsp; Or Whiskey.&nbsp; Doesn’t matter which you call me.&nbsp; Whiskey’s just my alter-ego.&nbsp; She can belt it out live on stage and love it, whereas Jeri,” she held up her hands and shrugged, “has trouble with a normal conversation sometimes.&nbsp; If I don’t turn into Whiskey onstage, I won’t have the nerves to stand in front of thousands of people.”&nbsp; She grinned crookedly.&nbsp; “I’ve heard Cher has terrible stage fright.”&nbsp; <br><br>“Now you, on the other hand, have got it all together.&nbsp; I can see that, and I wish I was like you.&nbsp; But, hey, you have to work with the hand you’re dealt.&nbsp; I’m just glad Whiskey is there for me when I need her.”&nbsp; She blushed.&nbsp; “I guess that sounds rather stupid, huh?”<br><br>“By the way, you have a great accent.&nbsp; It sounds so sultry and mysterious.&nbsp; I would be happy to share the mike with you sometimes.”<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>17-02-2010, 06:41:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mara giggled slightly at the fat women who break glass comment. "I can sing Opera..." she said with a smirk, but then listened to the rest of her comments. "I see...well having that stage presence is great....for some people I've heard turning into that persona is thrilling and an adrenaline rush...for me it turns me on to get on stage....like I'm making love with my guitar and my voice..." she said with a smile and a modest blush, just thinking about it made her a little hot...she laughed nervously and grabbed the front of her sweater, flapping it back and forth away and back toward her chest, fanning herself a bit.<br><br>"And thank you, I like my accent aswell...I also like to throw some german into my songs...I think my language is beautiful...not that english isn't..but..." she said with another laugh before hushing herself so Eddie could record the drums.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>17-02-2010, 14:55:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The cover of If Looks Could Kill that the trio had just recorded started to play back, and at that instant Eddie began to play the drums in time to it. It was a rather standard beat with the occasional fill, and he tried to get it to sound like the original, but it did show that he could play drums at all. About a minute in he was really getting into it, headbanging to the beat as he pounded on the various toms and hats. He ended his overdub with a crash that landed at the same time as the last note of the lead guitar, then the recording stopped. He stood up from the drummer's stool and wiped his brow. "Whew...I think that went pretty well. Now where were we?"<br><br>(Where's our real drummer?)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 00:40:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				[I don't know, did someone sign up for the part?]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 04:00:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It sounds to me like we covered it for today," Jeri said.&nbsp; "Unless you two want to lay down some more tracks or something.&nbsp; I'm ready to go home and start working on some lyrics."&nbsp; She flipped her phone open and called her driver to pick her up, then put her guitar in the case and bumped knuckles with Eddie and Mara.&nbsp; "What time to you want to meet tomorrow?"<br><br>(I didn't know we had a drummer.&nbsp; This is my last post until Monday.&nbsp; The two of you can post without me if you want until then.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 04:45:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mara looked over to Eddie and then to Jeri, returning the bumping of the fist, just to be polite. She looked to Eddie again and smiled. You want to hang out here for a little while longer and get some more guitar riffs going while she goes and writes? Or maybe we can go out and have some fun." she asked with a smirk before looking back to Jeri. "I think I'd be cool with getting here again around Noonish...sound good to you guys?" she asked with a smile, her guitar's base resting against the floor while the neck lay between her knees, her hands held onto the head of it with only her fingertips, twirling it slightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 04:59:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, all right then. We'll see you later, Jeri." Eddie said with a weak smile. "Bring us some hot lyrics!" He smiled and waved to her as she left, then looked back to Mara. "So then...can you tell me what you have so far?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>21-02-2010, 05:21:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mara looked up at him and blinked. "As far as guitar riffs?...well..I've been playing around with a few that I'd never be able to use with my other band if you want to hear those..." she said with a smile and a small blush...she didn't get to play those very often, at least, not to other people...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 05:49:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We still need a name too." Eddie added. "How about 'Excellent'? Sublime was already taken!" He grinned in the way he usually does when he's joking around. If Mara didn't catch onto his facial expressions and body language, she would after spending some time performing with him.<br><br>"I've been wanting to use the words, 'Rock &amp; Roll for you and I / Rock &amp; Roll will never die' in a song. I think it would make a good chorus." He said. "We need more words to make a song around it, though..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 06:11:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeri sat back and looked at her lyrics, wondering if they met the needs of the new band.&nbsp; She decided to text them immediately to Mara and see if she liked them or not or wanted to add anything.&nbsp; The text said:<br><br>Mara.&nbsp; Here is first try.&nbsp; Input requested.&nbsp; Jeri.&nbsp; <br>Sending Eddie too.<br><br>You deceive me when you need me<br>Say you care and then you bleed me<br>I don’t hear what you are saying<br>Cause I know that you’ve been playing<br>Tear my guts out, stomp my heart then<br>They will hear your cries<br><br>Don’t you think I’ve got your number<br>Watch your eyes twitch when you slumber<br>Someday you’ll wish you had never<br>Thought you were so hot and clever<br>Tear my guts out, call your friends so<br>They can hear your cries<br><br>You will learn why I don’t want you<br>You can run but fate will hunt you<br>Risk is all you’ve ever lived by<br>Now you’ll learn why losers don’t die<br>Pain will kill you and you’ll find that<br>No one hears your cries.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 07:41:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mara giggled slightly at Eddie's sense of humor, he was adorable...she sighed a moment and smiled, then looked down at her pocket which was vibrating. "...I think those lines would be great in a song..." she said and smiled while reaching her hand into her pocket to grab her phone out and read Jeri's message.<br><br>Mara immediately began tapping her fingers on the head of her guitar while she read them, they were great actually...she promptly text messaged Jeri back, her text reading 'Those sound great, I'm putting guitar to it right now'.<br><br>She picked her guitar off the floor and put her strap back on, placing her phone on a stool beside her so she could read the lyrics as she began to play. "You're going to get a text from Jeri with some lyrics she wrote...they are great..." she said with a smile as she kept playing, but kept changing it up here and there to find the best sound.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 07:47:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tony had just wrapped up a 6 month national tour. It was long past due for some downtime. He had gotten a call from his manager about the market being open for session musicians. This of course had been the night before, now he was hopping off of his parked Harley. Removing the helmet, he set it down inside the basket before making his way towards the entrance of the building. Currently Tony was wearing a form fitting black short sleeved shirt, a pair of baggy cargos with combat boots to match. His hair was in an intricate pattern of dreadlocks and on his face a pair of dark black sunglasses.<br><br>Making his way through the building, Tony stopped briefly to look at a directory. After finding where he was sure the band was currently located, he started to hum a little tune to himself while walking. Upon reaching the door, the young man casually knocked firmly so that he would be heard while waiting outside. Not wanting to disrupt anything that was going on unannounced.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 15:05:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Baby you can dance, dance, dance!<br>Feel the heat of the rhythm, feel the heat of my hand!<br>Dance, dance, dance! From the way that you're moving, you need a little romance!</em><br><br>Eddie scrambled to answer his cell phone as this song was playing. He received the same text that Mara had, and read the lyrics carefully.<br><br>"Hm, I like it! We should use a chorus to tie each of those verses together, using the last line of each verse. For example, after the first verse the chorus could be something like,<br><br>They will hear your cries<br>But you will get no aid<br>They will hear your cries<br>But you're out of luck, I'm afraid"<br><br>He turned his head and smiled to see Tony enter the studio. "Hey, it's Tony Durden! He won a spot to be our drummer! Make yourself comfortable, Tony!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 17:33:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tony threw up a lazy wave, before entering. Glancing around the studio some, he made his way over to an empty seat and sat down. Leaning back into it, Tony stretched out his arms and smirked in a satisfied manner when he heard a crack. Afterwards setting them back down. His eyes travelled the room, seeing who was who before stopping at Mara for a moment. <br><br>Upon seeing her, his lips curled into a light smile and he said in his deep yet soft voice "Well, how are you doing today?" Tony was quite familiar with her body of work and had to admit that she was pretty pleasant to look at. Though he was here to work, it'd be odd stepping out of the limelight as a drummer. That was part of the reason he had chosen this gig though. Two groups where you are the focus was more than enough to satisfy any ego.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 20:18:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mara nodded to Eddie, playing along with his words, it was all coming together rather well. She was all smiled today...she didn't even realize Tony had come in until he said something to her and snapped her out of her trance-like playing. She blinked, looking up at him and smiled. "...I'm very well and how are you..." she said in a smug voice...she knew who he was, she'd been to one of his other band's concerts, mostly just for the extremely loud and primitive sound they had. It was empowering to dance to, even if you are dressed up like a completely different person to be able to blend into the crowd.<br><br>She had to say, he wasn't bad to look at either, big, muscular...strong...she couldn't decide which guy she liked looking at more, Eddie or Tony...oh she was going to have fuuuuuuunnn...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 20:40:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Even though her sound was a bit light in comparison to what he usually listened to, he still had respect for her voice above all else. Hearing the smugness in the young woman's voice, a light smirk came over his face and Tony said "I'm doing well, thanks for asking." He wouldn't go as far as to call her an Ice Queen, but he kept a mental note in his head.<br><br>All the same, he was definitely interested in Mara. Though she needn't know all of that just yet. Settling into the chair a bit more he then remarked "So what exactly are you playing in this project? Guitar I am guessing?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 22:55:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Rhythm guitar, yes." Eddie answered for her. "And pretty good at it, too." He added as he picked up his axe, slinging the strap over his shoulder. "I don't know if I told you at the audition, but Jeri Sauer is our lead singer. Yes, THAT Jeri Sauer!" He said to Tony, excitement in his voice. "She was here earlier, but she sent us some lyrics she had for us just a minute ago." Eddie handed him his cell phone, its display fixed on the last text it received.<br><br>He made sure his guitar was plugged in and played an open note. "All right, I was thinking about the structure of the song. These are my thoughts: we start the song with all the instruments playing at once except for the lead guitar, which comes in a bar late with a short solo. In this intro we establish the recurring riff on the rhythm guitar as well as the main beat for drums and the main bassline we'll be playing for the verses. We play this melody for the first two lines of each verse, then change it up a little bit for the next two lines, such as having the rhythm guitar play about a half-step higher. The last two lines of the verse will be our pre-chorus phrase, meaning that it segues the verse into the chorus. We do the same for the second verse, and after the second chorus I'll play a solo on lead guitar, leading into the third verse, which starts out quieter and with fewer instruments at first, but comes back to speed by the end of it. We'll have another solo after the third chorus, and end the song with a fourth one."<br><br>He then took a step back, as if to allow the others time to think. "What are your thoughts on this? If I'm not making sense, think of it like this." He took a pencil and paper and scribbled down a simple chart:<br><br>Intro/Solo 1<br>Verse 1<br>Chorus 1<br>Verse 2<br>Chorus 2<br>Solo 2<br>Verse 3<br>Chorus 3<br>Solo 3<br>Chorus 4/Outro
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 00:35:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeri was sipping on a rum and Coke when she received Mara's text and smiled.&nbsp; Mara said she was putting music to it now.&nbsp; Jeri wanted to hear that.&nbsp; She downed the rest of her drink, stretched her arms and legs, then hopped up (not the best idea) steadied herself, and called for her car.&nbsp; <br><br>It felt freeing to write lyrics again.&nbsp; She was anxious to get back to the studio and listen to the music and the lyrics blending together.&nbsp; It was great to be writing and singing again.&nbsp; She ran a brush through her hair, touched up her makeup, then walked out to her car.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 00:53:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Blinking a few times, Tony looked at Eddie and said "Peppy aren't we?" Amusedly before listening to him talk. Throughout it, he didn't say anything and thought back to a talk he had with his manager. "Hey I am cool with whatever, I'm just here to play the drums. Tell me what you want, I'll play it." Admittedly he was a bit of a control freak, and he was doing that to get away from it so he decided it was best not to get into a tangent of any kind. The process was a change for him, to say the least.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 04:38:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mara smirked slightly at Tony and then laughed a bit as Eddie answered for her. She nodded along as Eddie spoke. "Yeah that sounds good...makes for a pretty long song...but its kind of good to have an epic song to open up with or as a single..." she said and then looked up as Tony spoke again, giggling at his statement about Eddie being peppy. Mara leaned back slightly as she began to play again, following the formula Eddie had just described for her.<br><br>As she played she began playing a bit harder, faster, almost playing lead notes...she couldn't help it, she was getting into it. She leaned back a bit more on her stool, when just then, one of her strings broke and she went flying backwards, falling flat on her back on the floor. She let out a loud yelp as she fell, her guitar landing right on her chest as she fell, mostly because she instinctively held onto it so it wouldn't get damaged, and it knocked the wind out of her a bit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 05:01:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Getting to his feet, Tony made his way over towards the young woman. "Easy there lil' Miss. Hammet." Leaning down as he held his hand out to help her up, "You might want to take it easy there, just an idea for the future huh?" Something between a smirk and a smile on his face as Tony tilted his head to the side. <br><br>Tugging at the guitar with one hand gently, so she could better grasp his. Glancing at it for a moment, he immediately saw the string that had broken and said "Hmmm. Thought you were rhythm, not lead?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 05:21:52</strong>
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				Mara's head was spinning, she couched a moment as she got her breathing back and grabbed his hand, letting him help her up. She blushed brightly as she stood and brushed herself off slightly then fixed her guitar strap and sighed, looking at the string. "...Yeah...I...I'm rhythm..I just got carried away..." she said before looking up at Tony with a slightly embarrassed look.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 05:32:55</strong>
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				Pulling her up easily, Tony perked up an eyebrow. "I'd say." Looking down at her for a moment he said "Suppose that's part of the job, but all the same. Try not to do that on stage, love." A small smile on his face as he handed her the guitar back and made his way back over to his seat. <br><br>Yawning gently, Tony set his chin down on one of his palms as he looked around the room once more. Almost measuring and weighing the people in the room out inside of his head. Dark sunglasses still covering his eyes, to make it impossible for anyone to really know what was going on inside of his head. Committing the song structure to memory inside his head as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 17:23:15</strong>
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				Eddie watched and chuckled at Mara playing so vigorously, and was surprised to see her break a string. "Oh dear...that's not going to do you any good." He said, shaking his head. "Maybe we have a replacement around here somewhere until that gets fixed? Also, when our bassist gets here, I'd like to share another idea for a song..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 20:11:22</strong>
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				Jeri's limo quietly drove up to the front door of the studio, the chauffeur coming around to open her door.&nbsp; "Thank you, Brian," she said as she took his hand.&nbsp; She entered the studio and walked to the inside door, opening it with guitar in hand.&nbsp; "Hey everyone!" she called.&nbsp; Then she saw someone new.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh, I'm sorry!" she stuttered, blushing.&nbsp; "I didn't know we had anyone new in here."&nbsp; She walked over to the drums, smiling.&nbsp; "Hi, I'm Jeri, and I guess you are the new drummer."&nbsp; She reached out and hugged him, then swept her long hair behind her.&nbsp; "Welcome to the band!"&nbsp; She stood back, smiling at him, looking him over.&nbsp; All of a sudden her eyes went wide.&nbsp; "Hey, I know you!&nbsp; You're Tony Durden.&nbsp; I've heard you play a couple of times.&nbsp; Great vibes on those drums.&nbsp; Cool dreads.&nbsp; Hmm.&nbsp; Yummy muscles."&nbsp; She stood there looking at him for a minute before she realized what she was doing and shook herself out of it.&nbsp; She turned to the others.<br><br>"So you liked my lyrics?&nbsp; That's cool.&nbsp; Have you done anything with it yet?"<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 02:49:08</strong>
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				Mara laughed a moment. "I started to...but from the bump on the back of my head, I can clearly say, it went for a turn for the worst..." she said and chuckled slightly as she took a replacement string out from her guitar case. "..I've got a replacement, no worries..." she said as she began replacing it.<br><br>She noticed Jeri sort of flirting with Tony and she just smiled and shook her head, and she thought Jeri was shy, guess she pegged her wrong...
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 03:52:56</strong>
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				Blinking a few times, Tony ran his hands over his dreads before smiling down at Jeri. "Well thank you, I know who you are as well." Upon hearing her comment on his muscles, one of his eyebrows poked up and a small smirk came over his face. "Well....thank you again." Thinking to himself it was an awfully forward comment, but definitely appreciated. <br><br>After returning the hug, he made his way back over to his seat which he had chosen to camp in and listened to everyone else for a moment interestedly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 06:08:55</strong>
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				It had been a long trip out to where the recording studio was for Angelica.&nbsp; She had never thought that she would have had to travel this far but finding her dream was what she had always wanted.&nbsp; The Bay Area was nice and was a wonderful place to live... but unless you knew people in the music industry, you were not going to get very far there.&nbsp; &nbsp;During her trip, thoughts of happiness and hope started to fill her as she wished that there was enough room on the bus for her to play her bass guitar.&nbsp; Being able to let her feelings out on the bass was something that she had grown to love and be able top stay calm, and collected.&nbsp; Music was her release... it was a natural release that she had loved and she could not wait to hear the thundering drums and the crunching sounds of guitars all around her.<br><br>Finally reaching the address of the studio that she was given, Angelica had her bass strapped in its case around her back with another suitcase carried along.&nbsp; Dressed in a pair of worn out jeans, a simple black T-Shirt and Doc Marten boots, her wavy brown hair started to settle down after the wind blown onslaught that it had gone through outside.&nbsp; Eventually she would find a way to get a amplifier but for now, she was glad that there were some spares on hand... at least she had hoped so.&nbsp; Walking inside of the door, she could see the remnants of the hug and seeing a very muscular man walking back to his drum set.&nbsp; Cautiously, she had waved her hand and spoke... if a little soft.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hi... Did I come in too late?"&nbsp; She had asked nervously.&nbsp; "I'm... Angelica... hopefully the bassist."&nbsp; She had said, waiting to see the reaction of the people around her and hoping for the best.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 06:43:13</strong>
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				Mara smiled when she saw Angelica and promptly stood and reached her hand out to the girl. "Hey there, I'm Marlena Stimme, you can call me Mara.." she said with a bright, friendly smile. "There is a bass amp right over there if you want to plug in.." she pointed to one of the corners of the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 07:33:16</strong>
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				Shaking Mara's hand, Angelica had let out a soft smile as she had then seen Mara pointing to the bass amp in the corner.&nbsp; <em>Of course it had to be in the corner of the room</em>, she had thought to herself as she had let out a soft smirk and started to walk on over there.&nbsp; Taking her bass out of its bag, she had revealed a black and red BC Rich Firebird that was marked with a few stickers of the little known Bay Area bands that she had played with from time to time.&nbsp; Plugging her cord in straight into the amp, she had turned it on and instantly, the surge of energy seemed to swell all around her.<br><br>Putting the bass strap around her shoulder, the bass itself was cocked at a little more than a 45 degree angle as she did not take a pick to play with in her hand.&nbsp; "Thank you!"&nbsp; She said, starting to take on the personality of her stage name of Codi Storm.&nbsp; "If you all don't mind, can you play a little bit of what you all have been working on so far?"&nbsp; She had asked, eager to get things going.&nbsp; "Whenever you all are ready, of course."&nbsp; She had said as she had subconsciously started to play a few simple bass lines to get a feel of how this amp would sound with her own volume and tone settings on her bass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 16:49:34</strong>
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				Sitting at the drums, Tony looked at the new arrival for a moment wordlessly. This was new, a group with more women than men. Not that he minded a single bit, it offered a few interesting prospects. All the women were also quite easy on the eyes. <br><br>He reached and poked one of the cymbals to see how sturdy it was. A self satisfied smirk came onto Tony's face as he thought of the arrangement. The compositions weren't as densely layered or incorporating as many complex rhythms or meter changes as his music did. Instead he'd need to infuse the drums with more personality than he did in his more technically focused solo work. That is when he actually played drums. <br><br>Tony's eyes travelled around for a moment once more at the captivating women who were in the room, and admittedly his thoughts were of a more carnal nature currently. Though the sunglasses he wore now did wonders in masking that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 19:45:58</strong>
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				"Hi, Angelica," Jeri said, waving from where she stood.&nbsp; She was too embarrassed to be real friendly right now.&nbsp; She had not meant to say that about Tony's muscles.&nbsp; It was like that show where the girl says, "Oops!&nbsp; Did I say that out loud?"&nbsp; Her face had turned red and she was trying to put herself back into the work they were doing.<br><br>"By the way, guys.&nbsp; What do you think about the name "Melange" for the band?&nbsp; It means a mixture of things of different kinds.&nbsp; That's us, isn't it?"&nbsp; When she saw Tony look her way she blushed and averted her eyes, looking instead at Angelica.&nbsp; "What do you think, Angelica?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 21:08:40</strong>
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				Angelica had come in too late to hear Meri's comments about Tony's muscles so she was a little confused as to why Meri would be a little embarrassed <em>What did she say?&nbsp; What did I miss?</em>&nbsp; She had thought to herself.&nbsp; <br><br>Giving out a small wave after finishing up with tuning her bass to where she had liked it to sound, she had looked back into Meri's eyes.&nbsp; Being the focus of attention at the moment, Angelica felt a little stunned at hearing the question about the name of the new band.&nbsp; Though she did not know how everyone was like, she seemed to trust Meri's judgment about things.<br><br>"Sounds sweet to me.&nbsp; Words are not quite my thing but... the name sounds very unique!&nbsp; It will sure get us noticed, that's for sure."&nbsp; She said giving out a wide smile.&nbsp; "Don't you all agree?"&nbsp; She asked smiling back at Meri and feeling a little more at ease around her future bandmates.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 01:01:50</strong>
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				Eddie extended a hand in welcome as Angelica entered the studio. "Hey, it's good to see that we all made it!" He exclaimed. "Wish the rest of you were there to hear Angie's sweet basslines at the audition!" He then took a moment to hand Billy his cell phone. "Make a copy of these lyrics for each of us, would you kindly?"<br><br>"Melange...hmm...I like that. I remember there being a drug called Melange in the Dune novels, so it would also fit the drugs part of the whole 'Sex, Drugs, and Rock &amp; Roll' image." He said. "Not only that, but it also fits perfectly into my idea for our album-opener. We each pick a different style of rock, one that we're used to playing, and use all of them in one song. The main melody of the song remains the same, but each verse will be played in a different style, with the corresponding musician singing that verse." He shrugged his shoulders. "I thought it would be cool."
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 02:23:00</strong>
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				Mara chuckled silently to herself as she strung her guitar up and tuned it, she'd move to lean over her guitar slightly as they all talked. "I like the idea...but I'm not too into the whole drugs portion of it...we're going to have younger fans...and I don't want to be a bad influence on them...not that I don't do a bang up job of that already.." she said sarcastically...she was known in the magazines as a partier, but never one to use hard drugs...that was one thing she refused to do...she'd been down that road before..and she wasn't planning on going down it again...<br><br>She looked down a moment, not saying anything else on the matter...there was a reason Mara was so thin, and it wasn't because she had an eating disorder or a thyroid problem or something.. "Ich gehe nicht zurück, um das bild wieder..." she whispered under her breath...mostly to herself...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 02:30:38</strong>
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				Tony just sat at the drums, looking at Eddie for a second but didn't say anything. Instead turning his attention to inspecting the equipment. As a perfectionist, making sure that everything was to his standards had become a routine of sorts. "I don't really care what we talk about." He remarked after hearing Mara's input. <br><br>Pausing for a second, Tony reached down and grabbed the bottom of his shirt. Starting to tug it up, his free arm lifted as he pulled it over his head and tossed it to the side. "I sweat when drumming." Was his response as he glanced around making sure there was no protest to this. Tony glanced over at Mara and said "Not that I screw around with that shit, but you're anti-drugs?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 03:09:18</strong>
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				Eddie happened to catch a bit of what Mara mumbled. "Again?" When she turned to him, he didn't pursue it anymore. "Well, like I said, Melange is a fictional drug from some sci-fi novel, so you can forget about that aspect. Just thought it was interesting to bring up. The bassist in my previous band was quite the nerd." He chuckled. "Well then, I still think Melange is a pretty good band name."
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 04:57:07</strong>
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				Mara blinked, looking to Tony she blushed slightly and looked back down at her guitar. "Yeah...you could say that...I didn't used to be but...well...I am now..." she said and sighed slightly, plucking her strings ever so slightly...a nervous twich she hadn't done in a long time. "And I just mumbled something to myself in German...I'll tell you about it when you get to know me better...it wasn't an insult or anything I swear.." she said and laughed slightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 06:25:03</strong>
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				Jeri listened to everyone's input.&nbsp; "So, it's going to be Melange then?" she asked, looking at Eddie.&nbsp; She was glad it was settled.&nbsp; Now they could get on to more important things - like music.&nbsp; She was ready to hear her words set to music. She wanted to hear them play it through one time to get the rhythm, then sing it.<br><br>She heard Mara mumble something about "I do not go back, around ... again."&nbsp; Didn't quite catch all the words. Well, since she said it in German, she probably wasn't ready to talk about it yet.&nbsp; <br><br>Tony pulled off his shirt and Jeri almost gasped out loud. She had to look away for a minute to get herself under control. She wasn't this way all the time, but a muscular chest was her weakness.&nbsp; She looked at the floor. She knew for a fact if they were on stage and she got to him first, she would be all over him.&nbsp; But that would be Whiskey, not Jeri. For now, she just blushed. She looked at Angelica for her reaction, smiling slightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 06:41:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mara looked over at Tony again and looked him over, studying him slightly...she didn't usually go for the muscular types...but he wasn't extremely bulgy...she found it quite attractive...her eyes went back to her guitar a moment as she began playing the song that Jeri had sent them and she'd been working on. "...Angie...sorry, can I call you Angie?...this is what we've been working on so far.." she said as she continued to play.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 07:02:45</strong>
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				Tony listened to Mara for a moment before replying "I'm not passing judgement or anything, but I am all for self improvement." Shrugging some as he ran his hand behind his neck for a moment and yawned. In regards to each person singing, Tony thought to his own projects. A small smile came over his face as he looked upwards. The young man's singing voice was a mixture between that of Lajon Witherspoon and Maynard James Keenan, with some growl from James Hetsfield thrown in for good measure on the heavier songs.<br><br>Glancing around the room for a moment, he smirked when he caught Jeri looking towards the floor. Afterwards his gaze returned to Mara and he locked eyes with her for a second or two before mentally kicking himself back into focus. Under his breath, Tony muttered "Focus, that sort of thing can come later. I am here to work." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 17:00:09</strong>
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				"Oh, Barry was like that, too." Eddie commented on Tony's removing his shirt. He reminded him a lot of the drummer Barry Beatnix when he was in The Rockaneers: black, beefy, not on good terms with the law...and a passion for heavy metal.<br><br>"All right, let me see if I've still got it..." Sherman took his guitar and began to freestyle his own solo, his fingers doing their magic on the strings like any dedicated guitarist. "Okay, I think I have it now. Let's have Angel's bass and Tony's drums give us a beat to play to. Mara, lay down your rhythm over them and Jeri's voice will give our song a melody. Sing in a way that complements the rest of us, and my guitar will follow that melody. So, Tony, Angel...show us what you got for this song!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 18:51:39</strong>
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				Angelica had seen Tony take off his shirt and let out a soft smirk.&nbsp; Though he was very muscular, looked at him with a casual interest.&nbsp; It would be hard for her to jump around on stage when she was Codi Storm while she was looking at that ripped physique.&nbsp; She had taken one look back at Jeri and gave her a wide smile while then looking back at Mara.&nbsp; <br><br>"Angie, Angel... they are both fine with me."&nbsp; She said finishing up her tuning before hearing Sherman giving out the directions and nodded, starting to get into her Codi persona and seeing what Tony could do with the song as she had started off with a soft line that was not too intricate but not too flashy either... just yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 21:26:21</strong>
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				Jeri listened to everyone's input on the song, then Eddie's directions.&nbsp; She nodded in understanding, then waited for the others to play.&nbsp; She would listen and pick up the tune with her own guitar, then once she had it, she would begin singing.&nbsp; Her hair prickled on her arms.&nbsp; Looking around the room, there was a lot of talent concentrated in this one place.&nbsp; She felt lucky to be here.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 00:39:15</strong>
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				Shrugging, Tony thought briefly for a second before picking up the sticks. A slight smirk played itself onto the left side of his mouth before he started to hammer out a distinctive rhythm. It took no great effort, and to show off a little Tony did it as he looked around the room and yawned very softly. Keeping it going, he started to build in intensity as the drumming got heavier and said "Like this?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 01:15:10</strong>
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				Mara switched her acoustic guitar for her electric, which was in the same case in a second compartment, she'd plug it in and strap herself up before beginning to play. Her guitar sang...letting her little rough draft she'd been playing on her acoustic become a beckoning electric melody. She closed her eyes as she got into it, her head swaying slightly with the music....Tony's drums were helping greatly, keeping the beat, and offering a nice pound of energy to her heart...she was 'in the zone'.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 01:35:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once everyone was playing, Sir Shredsalot launched into his guitar solo that would open the song. It was on beat, and clearly inspired by 80s rock. Once he had finished it, that was the cue for Whiskey to sing the first verse.<br><br>Luckily the recording room was always recording audio, even studio chatter, so even spur-of-the-moment ideas could be captured.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 03:07:48</strong>
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				Whiskey came alive when Tony stepped up his drum playing, closing her eyes and listening to Mara's rendition on the electric guitar, Angel on the bass.&nbsp; Yeah, this was her heartbeat--what made her live.&nbsp; She swayed, getting into the rhythm, every beat of the drum resonating inside her chest.&nbsp; She opened her eyes and they were darker, more intense.&nbsp; This was her addiction, her reason for being.&nbsp; She took one step forward and let the words boil up from deep inside and tear from her throat,<br><br><em>"You deceive me when you need me..."</em><br><br>Her hips gyrated and she looked straight ahead, as if she could see an audience out there.&nbsp; When she finished, fine beads of perspiration were on her forehead.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 17:35:56</strong>
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				Codi was now in her own world of her beats and rhythms as her fingers flied magically through the fretboard.&nbsp; The music had consumed her entire body as her hair was making its circular motion, sending her long curls flying in a circle during the heavy parts of the sing.&nbsp; When the song slowed down a bit, that was when she was moving back and forth in her small little corner of the room, moving her hips around and keeping her attention on what she was doing with the notes on the fretboard.&nbsp; Adding her own intricate notes on the bass, the song seemed to feel much more alive to her.&nbsp; The feeling was starting to be just right for her with the song<br><br>Occasionally, she would peek up with her head and eyes to the front of the room or to Tony when there was a change in the music and it was then, that she had changed with the mood of the song.&nbsp; When the song was slow and deep, Codi would follow along with the mood of the song, keeping her head down and almost standing still but when it became heavier and more intense, that was when Codi moved around a lot more in controlled violence,&nbsp; Now, Codi Storm was alive and very vibrant and that was showing in her playing and in her attitude on stage.<br><br>Soon, she felt that she would be in front of a microphone.&nbsp; For now, she was enjoying the life of Codi as the music and the intricate bass playing had kept going until the song would eventually reach its ultimate conclusion.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 02:47:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sir Shredsalot put his heart into the guitar solos he gave himself for the song. He had second thoughts about putting such things in this song considering its lyrical subject matter, but he figured the mood of the main melody would give it a different spin, one more energetic. But when he gets into a solo, he really gets into a solo, going so far as to play one of them with his guitar behind his back, and other stunts as though he were on stage.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 03:16:22</strong>
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				Strumming her last few notes in the song, Mara leaned her head back slightly, her hands falling limp, resting on her guitar, a signature move she did, only at the very end of a concert. She slowly leaned her head back down and smirked, the song sounded awesome...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 22:33:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Whiskey grinned.&nbsp; "I think that was pretty awesome, don't you?" she asked the others.&nbsp; It was all she could do to keep from grabbing one of the guys and dragging him off into the darkness.&nbsp; "Chill," she kept telling herself.&nbsp; She wasn't even on stage yet, but hearing the whole band for the first time and the song turning out so well, was stirring up her libido. <em>No!</em> she fussed at herself, <em>Stay calm.&nbsp; You know what that will lead to if you give into it.</em><br><br>"I do believe 'Melange' will soon become a force to be reckoned with," she continued. She glanced at the other members, forcing herself to stop staring wantonly when she got to the men.&nbsp; She crossed her feet and looked at them while she twirled a strand of her hair around her finger, waiting for someone to reply.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 00:59:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I suppose." Tony remarked as he cracked his neck gently before setting the sticks down at the top of the drums. Glancing around a little, he looked up and blew some of his dreads out of his face before flicking his head back. Grunting softly, Tony reached over and grabbed a towel. Dabbing around his body a little, he looked over at Whiskey and said "You ok, love?" <br><br>Grasping his wifebeater, Tony flung it over his head and started to slip it on before yawning some. Thinking lightly to himself, "Well I suppose that wasn't completely terrible. It is new...to say the least."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 21:04:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whiskey’s attention was riveted to Tony’s chest as he toweled off.&nbsp; She noticed the way light played against every edge of every sweaty muscle.&nbsp; They were magnificent.&nbsp; She shut her mouth to keep from drooling.&nbsp; <br><br><em>“You ok, love?”</em><br><br>She started, then realized she had been staring again.&nbsp; She blushed, then said, “Oh, I’m sorry.&nbsp; It’s just that…well, you don’t seem all that thrilled with the song.&nbsp; Kind of bored, actually.&nbsp; Not your style?”<br><br>She turned to Mara.&nbsp; “Love that move you do at the end, Mara.&nbsp; Wish I had a signature move, or something.&nbsp; Maybe I’ll find one with this band.”<br><br>She looked at Eddie and Codi.&nbsp; Were they all displeased with her lyrics?<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darkcide</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 00:50:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pretty much, but I suppose I need to try something new. It's adjusting. Just different what I am used to, so I am trying to get a feel for it." Tony reached over to the seat he had been in and grabbed a water bottle. Unscrewing the top, he took a swig before dumping the water on his head and flinging his hair around for a moment. <br><br>Tony took one last glance at Whiskey as if trying to figure her out before he got up and threw himself back into the chair, reclining some with a small grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 01:02:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I think we all did pretty well." Eddie said with a nod. "How is everyone feeling now? Should we break for lunch or something?" He crossed his arms. "Maybe one of us will come up with something in that time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 06:42:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mara smiled slightly at Jeri when she commented on her little head bob she did at the end, but her attention moved to Eddie as he spoke to all of them. "I could go for some lunch...if I don't eat a certain amount a day I'll waste away" she said with a laugh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>13-03-2010, 05:29:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could eat as well," Jeri said.&nbsp; "The Walden Club is a couple miles away and I am a member.&nbsp; I can have my chauffeur take us there, if you like.&nbsp; The food is really good.&nbsp; Excellent lobster and filet mignon."&nbsp; She looked around.&nbsp; "Where did Codi go?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leonis</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 17:55:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not too much into seafood." Eddie said plainly. "Do they have anything that didn't live in water?" He asked. Meanwhile, he took out a notepad and pencil and began writing down lyrics as he had suddenly been inspired.<br><br><em>We practice every night and day<br>Until our fingers bleed<br>'Cause that's the way we like to play<br>It satisfies our needs<br><br>We stand up on the bright lit stage<br>Thousands of eyes are on us<br>We're on a Rock and Roll Rampage<br>And we will be victorious<br><br>We're the legends of Rock<br>And we'll clean your clock<br>If you tell us to keep it down<br><br>We've cured the silence disease<br>Now get on your knees<br>And bow before our Rock and Roll crown<br><br>Rock and Roll Rampage<br>Rock and Roll Rampage<br>Break free from your cage<br>Break free from your cage<br><br>Rock and Roll Rampage<br>Rock and Roll Rampage<br>Break free from your cage<br>Break free from your cage<br><br>Don't doubt the power of the Rock<br>It isn't wise to do<br>You'll find you're in for quite a shock<br>when it crashes down on you<br><br>Our guitars thunder through the night<br>Our drums pound out the beat<br>The basslines fill our souls with might<br>We will not know defeat<br><br>Now put your hand in the air<br>Extend your digits up there<br>Now drop the middle and the ring<br><br>Let the legend unfold<br>You shall be rocked and rolled<br>This aural pleasure's the greatest thing<br><br>Rock and Roll Rampage<br>Rock and Roll Rampage<br>Break free from your cage<br>Break free from your cage<br><br>Rock and Roll Rampage<br>Rock and Roll Rampage<br>Break free from your cage<br>Break free from your cage</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viothiel</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 01:20:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Raising a brow to Eddie, she spoke. "Eddie...she said Filet Mingnon, thats a steak..." she said with a laugh before placing her guitar down and moving over to Eddie, moving behind him, she would lean over and rest her hands on his shoulders, resting herself on his back, she'd look over his shoulder at his notepad. "That is super badass..." she said with a grin, tapping his shoulder slightly in a beat, already coming up with things in her mind to go with it. If he looked to the side to see her face he'd notice a smile, she'd look at him and wink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There's Only One Way To Rock</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Meri</strong> on <strong>03-04-2010, 19:28:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeri flipped her phone open and called her chauffeur.&nbsp; He would get the reservations for them.&nbsp; Then she hung up and turned to the others.<br><br>"Well, my chauffeur's right outside.&nbsp; Anyone who wants to come with us is welcome.&nbsp; Eddie and Mara, I know you want to come."&nbsp; She looked around.&nbsp; "Anyone else?"&nbsp; Then she turned around and walked to the door, her hips undulating in a slightly seductive manner.<br><br>She was wondering to herself if this band was going to make it.&nbsp; They had terrific members, no doubt about that.&nbsp; But some of them didn't seem that enthusiastic.&nbsp; Maybe they thought they would do better with a different band or on their own.&nbsp; <em>Oh, well, it is what it is.&nbsp; You can't make people do what they don't want to do.</em><br><br>Personally, she was glad she had found Eddie and the&nbsp; others.&nbsp; She intended to make the most of her time with the band, and if it didn't work out, at least she would have had the pleasure of working with some of her favorite icons.&nbsp; She pushed the door open with a bit of a bang, never looking back to see who was following.&nbsp; <em>It is what it is.</em>
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