밴드 Novels & Stories

I asked nervously. Vince's brow furrowed. "We already told you our band name." His mouth formed "o" I think he got what I mean. "We never use any other name but that." Iya and Anne were a bit lost. They didn't know the name of their band. "Can you include us in the topic? I mean, we also want to be on the same page with you guys." Iya said. The boys burst out laughing that made them earn a glare from Iya.

Does the term —adorable— adequately describe it? Then I would like to know more about the other members of your band. She questioned me as she lazily drew circles on the fabric of the sofa. "Do you want me to take care of that?" Why did I ask such a silly question? -I am sorry. There you go-. My phone was on the couch next to her, so I went over to her to show it to her. And here's the drummer himself: Travis! Charlie, on bass, and Marcos, on guitar, are the other members of the band. I think Marcos and Cal are the best singers.

Elecguit: AGON BAIN WILL THINK WE ARE TOO OBSESSED OR SOMETHING Me: My body my choice Austin Elecguit: MY ASS SADES Elecguit: Sorry Sades I don't mean that please don't hurt me Drumbob: AGON IS NOT JUST THE ONLY MEMBER OF THE BAND AUSTIN Elecguit: I KNOW BOB! Elecguit: BUT I LIKE HIM SO SHUT UP AND EAT MY ASS AllAboutThatBass: I'm sure there will be no problem with the tee Elecguit: There is!!! We need to look like a formal band not a bunch of fangirls

My breathing became a bit erratic as I fought against the need to kiss him. "Hello 220!" Josh yelled into the mic as the music died down. 220 was the name of the club. "Are you ready to rock?" His bandmates came out, all boys. One had long hair that covered most of his face, sweeped to the side. The other had shaggy hair with a beanie on top. They were both pretty to look at. The drummer, beanie guy, had a tattoo on his hand of a little ghost dude that seemed to dance when he drummed. Hair for face guy was tall and very skinny, made me think of the bass he was playing.

But all I've got was spoiled university girls who just wants to dig on my pocket and tie the knot with me. Which is horrifying if you ask me. Commitment is horrifying. And so I looked at Top who's enjoying while way thing Marvin and Barry fight over the last piece of chicken wings. "Uhm, Top?" I called his name to get his attention and he raised both of his brows at me. "W-what's the name of the band again?" I asked him. "Ah, the first band to perform tonight, which is my personal favorite is Thoughts At Midnight." Top answered and we all nodded upon hearing such cool name.

“I don’t get what’s so special about them that makes you girls swoon.” “Girl—everything!! They look like Greek gods! Have you seen those abs? That’s why I love P.E! And when they sing...” She trailed off into a daydream. “They sing?” “They’re a musical band. They call themselves DRAKE.” “What kind of name is that? Drake is already someone’s name.” “It’s an acronym—D.R.A.K.E. Dexton, Ray, Ashton, Eric. The ‘K’ stands for Kelly.” “Who’s Kelly?”

said Cael. "That seems hard," said Damon. "Wait, Kyra, I heard you had a band that the MVP talked to yesterday. Which band?" Cael asked. "The Bandits," said Kyra. "Isn't that so? Seriously?" Cael asked in shock. Cael and Kyra love that band because of its beautiful songs, although rock makes sense. "They're your famous band that tours worldwide, aren't they?" Damon asked. "How did Tyler meet them?" "He's the cousin is Josh, the band vocalist," said Kyra. "So, support the program, watch it for free."

Mack doesn't look back again as he leaves. I lay back and listen to the sounds of the party in the living room. I hear Christian laugh loudly. And there's a squeal from one of the girls. The faint sound of quarters bouncing off a table is mixed in there, too. This is what we do after almost every home game. The Texas Mutiny plays from March through November. It's a long and rough season. There's lots of travel. Lots of sore muscles from intense scrimmages. So they like to party. And they like to invite me and my girls.

JADEN We chose a table near the DJ booth. This is the first time Danny-hyung and I will DJ in front of a large crowd. I’m so nervous and excited at the same time! Like JD-hyung, we love music so much that we even formed a band. Danny-hyung is the drummer, Jun on bass guitar, David on lead vocals and I’m on the lead guitar. Our other friends, Sam and Mama, are on the piano and rhythm guitar respectively. We all sing the back up vocals too. We also compose songs for the band and do covers of our favorite songs. Our band is called “Étoile”, french word for “stars.” We chose that name because our goal is to become stars that people will look up to. And also because after our practice every night

Lise mused. I nodded. “Did she find any others?” “There were some. She said they were old, so the writing was faded. It was in green lettering, so she thought maybe it had discoloured with age? There was one that said ‘MACUL’ and another that had ‘CATOR’.” “Hmmm” I started to think. “Then she said Brandt entered the room and was screaming at her.” I looked at her, sharply “Screaming?” “Yes. She said he told her she was sick and shouldn’t risk cutting herself on the broken glass. But he hadn’t minded drinking her blood earlier! What do you think?”