With ten days to go before we hit the road, the phone rang at 10:30 in the morning, which is a little early but not so early that I felt justified complaining about it. It was Carynne. “Get some coffee in you ASAP,” she said. “The shit’s about the hit the fan.”
That night after Carynne had gone home and Chris had gone upstairs to call his new paramour, and Bart, Lars, and Colin had gotten into some video game together, and Michelle, Tina (or was it Tanya? Dammit…) and Betsy were all in the kitchen talking, Ziggy beckoned me to go downstairs.
“It feels almost like having a job, doesn’t it?” Chris said to me a couple of nights later, as we were sitting around the living room eating take-out Chinese with the pretty much the entire gang, which meant the rest of the band, all our roommates, their significant others, and Carynne. “What does?” I asked. […]
Carynne was on the house phone in the kitchen. “Why aren’t you answering your line?” she asked. “Turned it off to work on a song,” I said, sitting in a cracked vinyl chair. “What’s up? Why don’t you come over? The gang’s all here.” “Daron, it’s almost midnight.” “Does that matter? I mean, really?” “Someone […]
You don’t actually want to hear a lot about rehearsal, trust me. We settled on afternoon as a better time than evening, so we got there before rush hour and left after it. Most of it, well, there’s not a lot to tell. We played the songs. We played them many times. We worked on […]
I called Jonathan after that. I went up to my room and lay down in bed and called him. I know it was late. But. But. But I wondered if we had the kind of relationship where calling up in the middle of the night being a freak case was okay. I wondered if that […]
Getting the dye to rinse clear from his head took a while, and then Ziggy just took a regular shower. He didn’t need my help for that and I left him to it. I changed shirts and went back downstairs. Chris was watching MTV. “Haha, you just missed a news bit where they were joking […]
At the house, Christian was awake, watching TV in the living room. I didn’t see Colin but assumed he was in his room at his computer. Ziggy shook the box of hair dye in Christian’s direction. “How about you, Chris? Want some?” “No thanks, I’m trying to cut down,” Chris said, pausing the VCR.
We eventually got off the topic of lights, and then Shiree had to get home to the kids. Not long after that, Louis decided to call it a night as well. “You want a ride back into town?” he asked, as we each put cash onto the table. “I can take him,” Ziggy said. “No […]
We didn’t work on Candelight that night, but we did do Why the Sky, which far as I was concerned was probably the bigger hit than Candlelight because the video had gotten so much more play. At least that had been my impression. But then I remembered what Jonathan had said, about Candlelight crossing over […]