Nyx nodded a little, pugging in his guitar and strumming a little. He
played a bit, then started to sing, changing just a line or two here and
there. He played through once, then gestured for Willy to join in so they
might play together a bit. After a while they had something that sounded
like a real song.
He called them all in to set up and the producer took his spot behind the
board. It took long enough that Nyx had the time to get truly anxious.
Willy was counting on it because Nyx was electric with the anxiety
of a stage. Putting him on the spot like this was the closest Willy could
get.
Nyx was quiet, clearly in his own head, but once they started playing he
came alive again, singing back and forth with Willy as though they'd never
stopped.
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"I'll cling to the romance, thanks," Willy grinned.
He picked up a guitar and settled in to play a few tunes to warm up.
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"You're going to have to play a bit for me," Nyx said. "I don't remember it well," he admitted.
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"I've played with the tune a little," he admitted before he began to play.
The lyrics were familiar and so was the tune, but Willy had made changes to make it more his own style. He sang it once to remind him.
"That's what I've got, but I want you on the track," he said. "You. So make changes."
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Nyx nodded a little, pugging in his guitar and strumming a little. He played a bit, then started to sing, changing just a line or two here and there. He played through once, then gestured for Willy to join in so they might play together a bit. After a while they had something that sounded like a real song.
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"I love it," Willy decided. "Let's get the band in here and lay it down."
His excitement was palpable. He didn't want to stop now.
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Nyx nodded, even though he was sure he wasn't ready. It was all moving so fast, and he knew he was out of practice.
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He called them all in to set up and the producer took his spot behind the board. It took long enough that Nyx had the time to get truly anxious. Willy was counting on it because Nyx was electric with the anxiety of a stage. Putting him on the spot like this was the closest Willy could get.
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Nyx was quiet, clearly in his own head, but once they started playing he came alive again, singing back and forth with Willy as though they'd never stopped.