|Bandverse -- Todd's story
||[Feb. 4th, 2011|08:29 pm]
Stuff made by C-chan
For Todd, it had always been about the music. He'd never been the best student – the only subjects he'd managed to ever get straight A's in were anything arts-related. He was decent at acting (though never in school plays), could carry a tune better than most guys in his class (except for the occasional pubescent crack), and could make beautiful designs out of charcoal and a sketchpad (or a pen and the margins of his notebook). But it in music that he really excelled. He had picked up a trombone when first learning music in school, but switched over to electric bass soon after. There was something enthralling about the feeling of the notes reverberating through his body when they played through the amp. It caught him, and he just couldn't let go after that.
He had begged and pleaded his mother until she got him the first bass he could call his own for a Christmas-and-birthday present. His uncle supplied him with an old but serviceable amp that he could use with it. The guitar, he'd bought himself with the Christmas and birthday money from two years later, combined with too many weekends spent mowing lawns and shovelling snow.
In high school, he joined the jazz band. That was where he met Kael – the auxiliary-percussionist-come-second-pianist (as needed), who could play with the best of 'em, but preferred Mozart and Brahms, when he could. He played for the choir too, when the normal pianist got a nasty bout of flu. That's where Kael met Todd's childhood friend, Cassandra. She hit it of with him just as much as Todd had in band, and it wasn't long before the three of them were spending time together – hanging out and occasionally jamming. Sometimes they'd try writing music together, with mixed results.
They should have gone their own ways after graduation. Kael went to study English at university, Cass entered a general humanities program, and Todd started an eclectic mix of music, art, and business classes at the local college. But somehow, they didn't separate at all. They still met up when their schedules allowed, and playted video games and jammed until hands were tired and voices were raw.
Todd met Chris, George, and Jeff in one of his music classes. The three obviously knew each other, and it didn't take long for Todd to learn that they were starting their own band: Gestalt. Chris sang, George was a bassist, and Jeff had called lead guitar, but they were still looking for a rhythm guitarist and drummer. They'd heard Todd in class, and asked him if he'd be interested in joining him – was was talented enough at the guitar for their liking, and wondered if they knew anyone who could fill in the final position. There was only one person Todd could think of to ask.
“Drummer?” Kael repeated, making a face as he leaned back against the sofa, hugging one leg and looking up at Todd.
“They need one,” Todd replied, looking down at him, “and you know how to play. I've heard you.”
Kael frowned. “But what about Cass? It wouldn't be fair if the two of us could join something and she was left out to dry...”
Cass just shrugged. “It's fine – they have a singer, good for them. We can still hang out around band practice, right?”
“So you'll do it then?” Todd asked, grinning.
“I... guess...” Kael replied, biting his lower lip.
And that's how their first band experience began.