Devil's Music

Around dusk.

Kevin, who was playing guitar on the street whether or not others were watching him, took a Juju Island instrument and put it in his bag and saw a bench far away as he loaded up his shoulder with the guitar.

Are you still there? I guess you have nothing to do with it. Thanks for watching, but pay me a dollar to see it! ’

Kevin regards the gunshot and Kiska for a moment and walks weary, curling up with a heavy bag. After a long walk to make sure there was no bus fare, he turned to the right alley past 50th and northeast Seattle. Kiska fell asleep while waiting for his escort.

The handover falls a little further behind Kevin. I saw Kevin sneaking behind a tree, sneaking behind a garbage can, and I saw him going down into the basement of a building.

I looked around for a moment and stood in front of the basement and read the sign.

“Stars · · · karaoke? ”

You look ridiculous and see the stairs going down to the basement.

“The President's son works in a place like this? ”

I folded my arms and thought about it and gestured to the guards who were following me. Three members of the group who were hiding behind the trail hurriedly approached.

“I'm going in alone, so please stay outside. ”

Before departing, the group members who had been instructed by Miroslav to obey the case stood on either side of the stairs going down to the basement without two words, and they looked around for a moment and went down the stairs. A bright, shining staircase halfway down the stairs, a bright neon sign that reads, "STAR."

There's a sign that says' Karaoke ’. Standing in front of the sign, the automatic door to the left of the stairs opens and the waiter, who looks Asian, shouts.

“Welcome! It's a star karaoke!”

Other shops in the United States didn't greet like this, so they put the sunglasses and hats back on and covered their noses with scarves.

“Oh, yeah. I'm alone.”

As soon as he put oil on his hair on the garma, a Japanese employee who felt it said clearly in fluent English.

“Yes, you're welcome to come alone, sir. Do you want me to take you to your room, or do you want me to take you alone? ”

The gun quietly listens to the sound and asks.

“Is this the hall where you're tuning your instrument? ”

He turned his head toward the noisy hall because he was not sure if the staff was tuning.

“Yes, sir. It's a hall, but the musicians are on their way to work. If you go to the hall now, it will take a while for you to be able to sing. There's a karaoke machine in the room, so you can sing right away. ”

“Oh, I'm fine. I'll wait in the hall.”

“Yes, I understand! Then I'll take you alone, this way! ”

When he came through the large counter and arrived at the hall, he saw the musicians standing on the small stage with a microphone stand against the wall. Kevin was tuning the bass guitar with a bad face in the corner of a small band of faggots.

I sat down in the seat guided by this employee and asked.

“Hey, you're playing the bass guitar, aren't you? ”

The employee turns his head to look up at the stage and nods.

“Yes, I've decided to start working today. I was with him when he auditioned, but he's really good. We don't have any guests, so I'll let you finish tuning first, sir. ”

The gun slapped my hand with a smile.

“Haha, it's okay. I'll tell you if you want. Here's a tip. Thank you. ”

A staff member was surprised by the considerable amount of tips that the gun grabbed and cried out, folding his waist in ninety turns.

“Whatever it takes, sir! So, shall I make the order standard? The base is $40, six beers and a fruit bar, please. You visited before 8: 00, so the discount is applied. ”

It was hard to drink six bottles of beer by myself, but I was a staff member who ran like the wind and fetched the beer, whether it was just a nod or a tip. Joe smiled as a thank you to the staff who opened a bottle of beer and poured it into the case before the bottle came out.

I focused on Kevin, who was giving the rate.

Meanwhile, Kevin was in tune after a brief greeting with his close grandfather whom I met today.

‘Damn, this is sound, too. Emp's got a tearing sound and a circular back wall! Even rectangular walls may not have sound spread properly, but who designed this place? ’

Kevin looked at the eyes of the Japanese president who was inflating his cheeks with a dissatisfied look, but was watching the players and the counter.

‘But how did you get it? I'm sorry I opened my hand to you again. Let's make some money on my living. If we'd lived a little while ago, we could have survived a few more of these parts. ’

A short while later, the drunken guests started filling their seats one by one. Karaoke was a lot of Westerners' customers, unlike what the Orientals expected to be their main guests. A big white man on the stage with a bottle of beer in his hand.

I tapped the other stand and said:

“Hey, band. I'm going to sing you a song, so play me a song. ”

The gray-haired grandfather who was holding the guitar smiled and asked.

“Yes, sir. What do you want me to play? ”

“My name is Danny, not a guest. What's your name? ”

The guitarist grandfather politely put his hands together and laughed, whether the words of a guest of his age who was in the lead stage were not offended.

“Yes, my name is Tyler. ”

“Yes, Tyler. Do me a favor. If you play well, I'll give you lots of tips. I have to drink on a day like today. ”

“Oh, thank you, Danny. Which song do you want to play? ”

Tyler grabbed a guitar stand and said with a butt foam.

“Beatles, come Together! ”

Tyler stares at the drummers and Kevin, expressing some shadows for a moment.

“You know, that song won't be easy for you to sing.”

Danny taps the guitar stand with a grumpy look on his face.

“What? Are you ignoring me? ”

Tyler shakes his hand in a hurry.

“Ah! No, sir. No way. Well, I'll play. ”

“Start when I say so! ”

“Oh, yes, yes. Customer.”

After Danny grabbed the mike stand, he counted like a rock star.

“One! Two! One to Three Four! ”

When the drums, guitars, and bass simultaneously entered the groove of Com Together's introduction, Danny tapped his legs and rode the rhythm. When the drunks saw the boats protruding, they laughed more and more, and they focused on Danny dancing strangely.

The fact that you were sitting and watching the stage focused on Kevin's performance.

‘Mmm · · · The groove is different. The groove is better than Paul McCartney. But · · bass in this song like that... we have to think about other musicians' skills too, Kevin. ’

By the way, the audience staring at the stage yells at Kevin as he looks back at the bass volume too loud.

“Stop!! Stop!”

As the musicians hurriedly stop playing, Danny drops his microphone stand to his feet and swings toward the base amp, lowering the volume. Kevin, who was sitting there playing, looks up at Danny and says with a scary face.

“The main character is me, not you. You play on this volume. Where the hell is a bass interrupting my vocal chords? Be arrogant.”

As Kevin frowned and tried to clear his guitar, Tyler hurriedly approached and stood over Kevin.

“Oh, I'm sorry. Sir, I'll do that. ”

Tyler covers Kevin's face with his own body and straightens up the fallen mic stand immediately after he finished reading Danny. Tyler, who sent Kevin a warning with his eyes, waits until Danny gives the signal again. After a while, Danny signaled again, and the music started.

I didn't even hear the bass guitar sound when the volume went down. Unlike the exact vocal beating of John Lennon, Danny finished all the whale singing, and pushed some crumpled bills into Tyler's pocket.

“Okay, here's a tip. But don't give it to that bass guitar kid. It's for you and the drummer over there. ”

Danny turns his head to Kevin, spits on the stage, then swings back down to the stage. As Kevin tries to get up from his chair with his face distorted, Tyler rushes to him, holding him in his arms, whispering in a hurry.

“Hold on! If you get angry now, you'll be expelled! If you work in a place like this, you'll see dozens of them a day. If you can't stand this, you can't work here! ”

Kevin, who was frowning again, grinding his teeth at Tyler's horse, closes his eyes and sighs.

“Phew, how did I...”

Tyler shakes his head, looking down at Kevin like that.

“I don't know why you came all the way out here looking good, but if you want to keep working here, kill your temper. Look, you see that rich Japanese boss looking at you? I don't think he's watching you because you're going to crash. ”

After Kevin lowered his hand to the vicinity of his nose, he looked at the counter and saw two fingers raised by the Japanese boss pointing at his eyes. Kevin sighs again, catching his guitar, and a lot of drunks start drinking to a song screaming whales. dots over time

Kevin continued to play mechanically with a pointless face, killing the amp volume to see if he had given up the musical quality and repeating only the simple play for the accompaniment.

As time gradually passed and as the night approached 12 o'clock, more than half of the guests who filled the hall fell. Kevin was staring at the floor, looking at the water bottle, as his head lifted as he drank, as his singing guests decreased and rested.

opened his eyes wide when he saw another guest.

Mickey Mouse T-shirt? What, they followed you all the way here? Stalker or you? ’

As soon as I saw Tyler get up onstage, I got up from the chair in a hurry and asked him with a kind smile.

“Oh, you're going to sing, sir? What song do you want me to play? ”

With a smile on his face, he pulled out a $100 bill from his wallet, and Tyler, with the big eyes, saw the case without getting paid. The case swayed the bills.

“I'll give you this, can you let me play the guitar? I don't sing. ”

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