Snippet #1502707

John had made his way to the sound desk, sitting at his stool. Twiddling with 'the patch bay' and the 'chanel strips', he called from where he worked to the lead singer, Kyle. "Ready when you are, play your songs and I'll adjust the settings. Shout if something doesn't sound good, alright guys?" Lowering his head once again, he got on with his job as the band began to play.

Evie watched intently to the band playing, feeling the amplifer she was sat on vibrate underneith her. Her eyes glaced every now and then to the dodgy wiring at the back. It was funny that something so 'unsignificant', as John put it, bothered her so much. 'Ignore it, Evie.. It won't hurt.' Repeating those words in her hand, she tried to convince herself to ignore it. By doing so, Evie tried to give her full attention to the band as they played their first song. It was good, very good infact! Kyle's voice was amazing; a very talented singer. The drum was also great, she couldn't pick any faults and besides, percussion wasn't her forte. The bassist Emil was also very talented as he strumed on his bass, energetically bouncing up and down. But Leon's guitar playing stood out the most. His riffs and picking were pitch perfect, his hand seemed to glide up and down the fretboard as if he had been doing so his entire life. He seemed perfectly at ease with his guitar, as though she was something he loved and cherished her... Treating her by stroking her long neck with the tips of his finger like she deserved.

Snapping out of the trance their sweet music made, the first song ended and Evie stood up from the amplifier. Discreetly, she made her off the stage and towards the back of the hall, where she listened to their next song from the audiences point of view. It always sounded different off stage. Their next song made Evie's left foot begin to tap, allowing her head to casually bob to the beat. Now this was definitely her kind of music.

She couldn't help but the notice the bartender watch the band with a wide grin on his face. The grin never seemed to leave his face. It made her chuckle in a way, how someone could enjoy their job so much. Her eyes tore between the bartender and the band... Both of them were entertaining.