Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

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As per the usual, the Groovy Tunes today was full of music, courtesy of Jonothon Starsmore and his electric guitar. The one that had named itself 'Strat' on that weird weekend when things were people. Not his acoustic or the ESP that he'd picked up not long ago. Maybe he just trusted his Strat not to steer him wrong, as today he was occupied with the daunting task of trying to hammer out a set list for the show that Rinoa had roped him into doing in early November.

... So far, it wasn't all that difficult. All he really had to do was glance up, spot a CD that he liked on the shelves, and then ask himself, 'what song on there do I like, that I think the rest of the band can handle learning?'

So far, the set list was about three-hundred songs strong and counting. He'd probably spend next week just paring it down again.

[OCD-free, as always, and open! I'll be running out the door shortly for class, but I'll be back this afternoon to grab pings!]

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It had been a few weeks, so it felt like time to pay Jono a visit now that the island wasn't overrun with visitors anymore.

"No one's mum is hiding in here, are they?" Christian asked, clearly teasing as he pulled himself up onto a counter.

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//God, I hope not,// Jono replied, nodding up at him from where he was seated. //If there's somebody else in here but you and me, mate, then I'm not half as observant as I thought I was.//

... Which was entirely possible, when he was absorbed in his playing, granted.

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"... how observant do you think you are?" Christian asked.

It seemed a reasonable question.

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Well, Jono thought he was psychic, for what that opinion was worth.

//At least decently so,// he replied, instead. Because some answers tended to be far less well-received by people than others.

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"I don't see anyone either," Christian said. "Unless they're hiding under the shelves, and then they don't count. How have you been?"

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//I've... been,// Jono clarified, as if there was some other state of being that he had to pause to thoroughly take into consideration, as well. //Had a few guests over th'weekend. Discovered that I can read radio notes if I don't feel particularly like having any shred of dignity left over. That sort of thing. You?//

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"No guests" -- though Christian had more or less hidden away for the weekend, just in case his father had gotten ideas -- "and not on the radio. I don't listen lately. How did you manage with the notes?"

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//... Please, Christian, it's too bloody painful.//

Really. It was bad. Which was why he'd brought the stupid toy with him. And hit some buttons.

"The cow goes, MOO!"

And now he was burying his face in his hand.

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Christian giggled. It was an incredibly unmanly sound.

"You didn't," he said dubiously. "You couldn't at least get a British one?"

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//I got what th'squirrels shoved at me,// Jono protested. //I would've used a British one if there was one, mate. At least I wouldn't have sounded like such a berk with it.//

... But still, pretty darn berk-like.

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"The cow goes moo," Christian said, in his own accent but his best imitation of the machine's rhythms and cadences. "I'm sorry, Jono. That sounds a bit of a berk to me."

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//... Well, yes. But at least right then, it was you sounding like one, and not me.//

It made all the difference, that way!

//... And my Speak'N'Spell.//

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"I think anyone sounds like a berk, saying 'moo,'" Christian mulled. "No nursery rhymes on the set list?"

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//Not unless you had yer heart set on Little Miss Muffet,// Jono replied, rolling his eyes a little. //I'm certain we could probably work it in somehow, if that's what makes or breaks this show.//

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"It was 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star,' actually," Christian said, with great wounded dignity.

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//Oh, well, in that case, we'll have to work in some sort of stirring guitar solo mid-way, mate. I had my heart set on that one.//

So there, Christian. So there.

[And now I crash! SP?]

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"I suppose I could try and hang about and look handsome while you do that," Christian said. "Though it is such a trial."

[OOC: Suresure!]

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//And look handsome with a bass guitar, at that,// Jono pointed out. //That's like saying, 'Well, I suppose I could give breathing a go, but I don't make any promises.'//

... Okay, granted, Jono couldn't do that, either. But he figured that if there was anybody out there who could look handsome with a bass guitar while breathing, odds were high that Christian was probably it.

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"I'm getting better at that," Christian said. "The bass bit, I mean. I know the major and the minor scale now."

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//That sounds like progress to me, mate,// Jono mused. //And it reminds me, I need to get on George's case, t'be sure that she's been working with her drums, as well.//

Jono was a horrible person who had conned his roomie into getting a drum kit, and was now blackmailing her into going on stage with it in order to help her pay off the debt that she'd put herself into in order to get that drum set, yes.

//And I need to track down Peter, as well. And an electric keyboard for him.//

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"I talked to her in class today," Christian said. "She said I should know she was there only under protest and did not actually play the drums."

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//She has th'drum kit, she owes me a few hundred dollars for th'drum kit. She hereby officially plays the drums,// Jono replied, shrugging his shoulders. //We can seat her in the back.//

... You know. Where the drummer always goes anyhow.

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"Isn't that where the drummer goes anyhow?" Christian asked.

It was hard to put one over on him.

Shrugging, he added, "She seems nice enough."

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//Between th'two of us, I wouldn't swap her for anybody else on the island, if I had a choice about roommates,// Jono conceded. //She's...// he waved his pick around, trying to come up with a way to put it. //She gets it.//

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"That's good," Christian said appreciatively. "I barely see my roommate. It's nice to hear sometimes people end up making friends."