Post by Chez Morley on May 12, 2015 16:18:04 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: They had three days, well two really, and no bass player. If worse came to worst, he'd play bass himself. He didn't want to, but he could and would, if necessary. In the mean time, for rehearsal purposes, they'd get by with prerecorded bass, which, point of interest was not only how they had an orchestra back up for We've All Been There, but how he also managed to be singing back up. The sound engineer held a weighty burden on his shoulders. Or her, as the case may be. Alex looked over at Chez. "You want to run through it again?" currently they were rehearsing Stigmatized, which had a lengthy, nearly three minute, guitar intro.
lnebriatedmess: Chez was always willing to help out with the back up vocals, so long as he didn't hit the bowl before a gig. Which, idiotically he'd done before showing up to rehearsal. But hey, at least he showed up, right? "Yeah, sure.." He muttered around the pick he held gingerly between his teeth. "Gimme sec.." A stool was hooked with his foot and dragged over so he could sit while adjusting the strap on his Fender. "Swear to God, man, if Hayley messes with this shit one more time..." He wasn't going to do a damn thing about it, because she was his kid, but that didn't mean he wouldn't threaten to hell and back. (d)
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled and shook his head, one hand lifting to draw his hair out of his face. "Dude, you could solve that problem by getting her one of her own, you know..." The fact that he had a kid, who was musically inclined and showed an interest in what he did, was only a dream for some. Alex adjusted the tune on his guitar, while Chez fiddled with his strap.
lnebriatedmess: He looked up from the strap with a wide-eyed stare at Alex. "She don't even play, man! She just walks 'round with it, y'know? Pretending. Aren't they supposed to be doin' that with mom's shoes or some shit?" But, then, mom's shoes weren't hanging around his man cave of a two bedroom apartment, were they? As disgruntled as he seemed, he couldn't help a grin as he stood again and shifted the strap on his shoulder. A roll of his head given, he took a breath and played a couple of riffs. "Better. Let's do this." (d)
Alex Vipond: "Sounds like someone needs to teach her how to play." Alex smirked, got the back up track started and Alex counted them off with a nod of his head. He lead into the intro, eyes closing as he played.
lnebriatedmess: He was about to make some crack about his ex not giving him enough time to do so, and to point out that it was actually a good thing Alex and Meg hadn't had any kids before the divorce, but the boss had already started and it was time to focus. While Alex started them off, Chez propped his foot on the lower wrung of the stool and the jumped in with the electric. It'd been a couple years since he'd played with Alex, but he hadn't forgotten a note. (d)
Alex Vipond: Once they got to part where Alex stopped playing, he swept his guitar off and set it aside. It wasn't as flashy or as hurried as it was on stage, but it didn't need to be in the studio. Once they got to the venue, they'd do a run through of the changes that needed to take place, during the show, to make sure the crew had it down. Otherwise it could get ugly.
lnebriatedmess: And that would be one of the reasons Chez stayed off to the side and left the dancing about the stage to Alex. Colliding musicians was not fun. Funny maybe to those watching, but not fun. (d)
Alex Vipond: Leave Omaha out of it.
lnebriatedmess: Sure thing, boss. (d)
Alex Vipond: As they wound down, and Alex finished off with the added outtro, he reached over and killed the playback. "We're not in the pocket yet, but hopefully we'll get there tomorrow." Alex checked his watch, then looked back at Chez. "I gotta pick up my sister for dinner, you wanna go with?" Alex was already shutting things down, turning off the amps, unplugging his Tak and coiling the cable.
lnebriatedmess: Even though they'd finished, Chez was riffing the chorus again, getting a good feel for it. "Sure we will.. And we'll be rockin' it come Friday." He didn't have much faith in a lot of things, but in their coming together for a kickass show? He had that in spades. Once he was finished, he ducked under the strap to avoid knocking off his fedora and then wandered over to his case to start packing up. "Nah, man, I'm good. Thanks, tho..." He stopped, crouched beside his case, and looked over his shoulder at Alex. "Wait, man, since when did you have a sister?" How high had he been on the last gig, for real? "Is she cute?" C'mon, he had to ask. (d)
Alex Vipond: "Since she was born, though we lost track of each other for a long while, but she's living here in Seattle now and yes she is and no you're not...." Alex smirked. He knew Chez would chase and he knew Nicole would likely eat him up with a spoon. Not necessarily in a good way.
BoundByDrkness: Aww, how cute. He knows her so well. [d]
lnebriatedmess: "Aaw, man!" Chez laughed, standing so he could wrap his cable around his arm. "You're a killjoy, y'know that? You know I'd take good care of her." Up until the morning after, then she was on her own. (d)
BoundByDrkness: Assuming he makes it that long. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Dude, Trust me. I'm looking out for you. My sister is a man-eater...." Literally as well as figuratively. And Alex needed his guitar player. It wasn't easy throwing a band together on short notice. Most who were worth a damn were already on the road.
lnebriatedmess: Hey, he's got stamina. He laughed again, bending to snap his case shut. "Man, you make it sound like that's a bad thing. I like a good challenge, y'know?" (d)
Alex Vipond: "Well, if you're not afraid to take your life into your hands..." Was he trying to make his sister look and sound psychotic, no. But too, if he could protect Chez from the side of things that went bump in the night, he would.
lnebriatedmess: "A'ight, man, but I'm tellin' ya, you're turnin' out to be a real crap wingman." He was grinning though, and before he was hoisting up the case he was holding his hand out to Alex with the intent of a clasp, pull, and bro hug. "You go have fun. See you tomorrow?" (d)
Alex Vipond: Taking Chez's hand, he pulled him and and gave him a clap on the shoulder as well. "I'm saving you a world of hurt." he chuckled, and then nodded. "Tomorrow."
lnebriatedmess: "Not sure my dick agrees, man." He cracked himself up. He was just messin', having every intention of staying away from the boss's sister if that's how he wanted it to be. Thumpy was given a scritch to the head since he was close, then he was snatching up the case and heading out. (d)
Alex Vipond: "Dude, your dick and my sister don't need to be in the same sentence...." Smirking, he watched Chez as he headed out then he started locking up, a glance given Thumpy. "He has NO idea...."
lnebriatedmess: They don't need to be, no, but it's always fun to make siblings twitch. Ha. (d)
lnebriatedmess: Chez was always willing to help out with the back up vocals, so long as he didn't hit the bowl before a gig. Which, idiotically he'd done before showing up to rehearsal. But hey, at least he showed up, right? "Yeah, sure.." He muttered around the pick he held gingerly between his teeth. "Gimme sec.." A stool was hooked with his foot and dragged over so he could sit while adjusting the strap on his Fender. "Swear to God, man, if Hayley messes with this shit one more time..." He wasn't going to do a damn thing about it, because she was his kid, but that didn't mean he wouldn't threaten to hell and back. (d)
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled and shook his head, one hand lifting to draw his hair out of his face. "Dude, you could solve that problem by getting her one of her own, you know..." The fact that he had a kid, who was musically inclined and showed an interest in what he did, was only a dream for some. Alex adjusted the tune on his guitar, while Chez fiddled with his strap.
lnebriatedmess: He looked up from the strap with a wide-eyed stare at Alex. "She don't even play, man! She just walks 'round with it, y'know? Pretending. Aren't they supposed to be doin' that with mom's shoes or some shit?" But, then, mom's shoes weren't hanging around his man cave of a two bedroom apartment, were they? As disgruntled as he seemed, he couldn't help a grin as he stood again and shifted the strap on his shoulder. A roll of his head given, he took a breath and played a couple of riffs. "Better. Let's do this." (d)
Alex Vipond: "Sounds like someone needs to teach her how to play." Alex smirked, got the back up track started and Alex counted them off with a nod of his head. He lead into the intro, eyes closing as he played.
lnebriatedmess: He was about to make some crack about his ex not giving him enough time to do so, and to point out that it was actually a good thing Alex and Meg hadn't had any kids before the divorce, but the boss had already started and it was time to focus. While Alex started them off, Chez propped his foot on the lower wrung of the stool and the jumped in with the electric. It'd been a couple years since he'd played with Alex, but he hadn't forgotten a note. (d)
Alex Vipond: Once they got to part where Alex stopped playing, he swept his guitar off and set it aside. It wasn't as flashy or as hurried as it was on stage, but it didn't need to be in the studio. Once they got to the venue, they'd do a run through of the changes that needed to take place, during the show, to make sure the crew had it down. Otherwise it could get ugly.
lnebriatedmess: And that would be one of the reasons Chez stayed off to the side and left the dancing about the stage to Alex. Colliding musicians was not fun. Funny maybe to those watching, but not fun. (d)
Alex Vipond: Leave Omaha out of it.
lnebriatedmess: Sure thing, boss. (d)
Alex Vipond: As they wound down, and Alex finished off with the added outtro, he reached over and killed the playback. "We're not in the pocket yet, but hopefully we'll get there tomorrow." Alex checked his watch, then looked back at Chez. "I gotta pick up my sister for dinner, you wanna go with?" Alex was already shutting things down, turning off the amps, unplugging his Tak and coiling the cable.
lnebriatedmess: Even though they'd finished, Chez was riffing the chorus again, getting a good feel for it. "Sure we will.. And we'll be rockin' it come Friday." He didn't have much faith in a lot of things, but in their coming together for a kickass show? He had that in spades. Once he was finished, he ducked under the strap to avoid knocking off his fedora and then wandered over to his case to start packing up. "Nah, man, I'm good. Thanks, tho..." He stopped, crouched beside his case, and looked over his shoulder at Alex. "Wait, man, since when did you have a sister?" How high had he been on the last gig, for real? "Is she cute?" C'mon, he had to ask. (d)
Alex Vipond: "Since she was born, though we lost track of each other for a long while, but she's living here in Seattle now and yes she is and no you're not...." Alex smirked. He knew Chez would chase and he knew Nicole would likely eat him up with a spoon. Not necessarily in a good way.
BoundByDrkness: Aww, how cute. He knows her so well. [d]
lnebriatedmess: "Aaw, man!" Chez laughed, standing so he could wrap his cable around his arm. "You're a killjoy, y'know that? You know I'd take good care of her." Up until the morning after, then she was on her own. (d)
BoundByDrkness: Assuming he makes it that long. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Dude, Trust me. I'm looking out for you. My sister is a man-eater...." Literally as well as figuratively. And Alex needed his guitar player. It wasn't easy throwing a band together on short notice. Most who were worth a damn were already on the road.
lnebriatedmess: Hey, he's got stamina. He laughed again, bending to snap his case shut. "Man, you make it sound like that's a bad thing. I like a good challenge, y'know?" (d)
Alex Vipond: "Well, if you're not afraid to take your life into your hands..." Was he trying to make his sister look and sound psychotic, no. But too, if he could protect Chez from the side of things that went bump in the night, he would.
lnebriatedmess: "A'ight, man, but I'm tellin' ya, you're turnin' out to be a real crap wingman." He was grinning though, and before he was hoisting up the case he was holding his hand out to Alex with the intent of a clasp, pull, and bro hug. "You go have fun. See you tomorrow?" (d)
Alex Vipond: Taking Chez's hand, he pulled him and and gave him a clap on the shoulder as well. "I'm saving you a world of hurt." he chuckled, and then nodded. "Tomorrow."
lnebriatedmess: "Not sure my dick agrees, man." He cracked himself up. He was just messin', having every intention of staying away from the boss's sister if that's how he wanted it to be. Thumpy was given a scritch to the head since he was close, then he was snatching up the case and heading out. (d)
Alex Vipond: "Dude, your dick and my sister don't need to be in the same sentence...." Smirking, he watched Chez as he headed out then he started locking up, a glance given Thumpy. "He has NO idea...."
lnebriatedmess: They don't need to be, no, but it's always fun to make siblings twitch. Ha. (d)