Sunday evening, 'Ri's place
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From here. Johnny went to the Tavern of Hell for a drink after a hard weekend. Luke showed up, then Verite. They chatted until it came out that the carnies are mixed up with the Tower via Management. Luke didn't take this well and left (politely). 'Ri and Johnny talked more, both feeling a little down from Luke's reaction. Eventually 'Ri sort of invited Johnny back to the salon, amazed that he didn't know about rock 'n roll. Johnny, wanting to know 'Ri better, sort of lied so they'd go back to 'Ri's place. She's just played him Bon Jovi's "Wanted Dead or Alive."
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'Ri grins and leans in the doorway. "Most customers don't want anything more fancy than a trim," she says soundin' a bit peeved, "but I also do hair dying, piercings an' Tattoos. Each has it's own equipment." She points out the different spots and some 'a the gear. Sheesh. I guess some people ain't satisfied with what they got. But 'Ri's into it, so I dunt say nothin'.
"But we didn't come here for that," she says, leanin' over and flippin' a switch on a machine near the door. The music starts up, 'n I hardly recognize any 'a the instruments 'till the guitar comes in. But it's got a good twang t'it, like the music we play out on the farms. The guy's voice is pretty good.
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
The song speeds up as it goes, the singer's voice buildin', 'n I find myself havin' a hard time not singin' 'long, 'r dancing even though it ain't quite a dancin' song. I grin at 'Ri as it ends. "So that's rock music? It sounds kind 'a like some 'a what gets played on the farms. Ain't bin no railroads 'round here fer a while, mind." I was expectin' somethin' stranger, lookin' at the posters, but it was good.
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'Ri grins and leans in the doorway. "Most customers don't want anything more fancy than a trim," she says soundin' a bit peeved, "but I also do hair dying, piercings an' Tattoos. Each has it's own equipment." She points out the different spots and some 'a the gear. Sheesh. I guess some people ain't satisfied with what they got. But 'Ri's into it, so I dunt say nothin'.
"But we didn't come here for that," she says, leanin' over and flippin' a switch on a machine near the door. The music starts up, 'n I hardly recognize any 'a the instruments 'till the guitar comes in. But it's got a good twang t'it, like the music we play out on the farms. The guy's voice is pretty good.
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
The song speeds up as it goes, the singer's voice buildin', 'n I find myself havin' a hard time not singin' 'long, 'r dancing even though it ain't quite a dancin' song. I grin at 'Ri as it ends. "So that's rock music? It sounds kind 'a like some 'a what gets played on the farms. Ain't bin no railroads 'round here fer a while, mind." I was expectin' somethin' stranger, lookin' at the posters, but it was good.
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Date: 2009-07-02 01:08 am (UTC)Not sure what the last comment is s'posed to mean but I'm glad he liked the song. "One example only. Not all of it sounds like that. One a my favorites though. Bon Jovi." I stretch as the next song comes up, Livin' on a prayer.
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