Full of Surprises
Seth and the rest of the band sat outside the stadium they were to be performing in the next three nights. They sat around on their amps and the drum boxes, waiting for permission to start taking it all inside. He was leaned back up against the building, plucking the quiet strings of his unplugged bass, his violin sitting in its case beside his knee. Their roadies were there as well, sitting around and joking with them to pass the time. Zelda was sitting beside Akira, this being her first time out on tour with them since her first song had been introduced in the clubs back in Kyoto. She was certainly enjoying herself, too.
Seth let his eyes drift shut, sensitive ears picking up the last sounds of the orchestra playing inside, faint smile on his lips. The door beside them opened and two well-dressed young men stepped outside. One of them glanced over at the group of people sitting around outside and smirked, turning to his buddy. "Don't you just love the wonderful and sophisticated sound of Bach?"
"Actually, they're playing Handel," Seth said casually, eyes still lightly shut.
The two jerked their heads towards him, scowl on the first's face, a look of surprise on the other. "Oh?" the first said with a sneer. "And just what would a rockstar know about classical music?"
He very casually set his guitar down on its stand on his other side, then lifted his violin case up over his knees. Everyone had fallen silent by now, so that the snaps of the case were easily heard as he popped them. He pulled the violin and bow from the case, then set the case back down. He opened his eyes now as he stood, fitting the violin under his chin. He raised the bow, eyes locking onto the first stranger, who was looking quite flabbergasted by now, and glided into a rather difficult and little-known piece of Vivaldi. Their eyes widened, jaws dropping as they watched in shock. It was done perfectly, the more difficult side of Vivaldi's double violin concerto.
Satisfied with the looks of shock and awe on the faces of the two strangers, Seth let his eyes drift shut again. He continued to play, even after the piece had ended, shifting into another, since they were all bored to tears waiting for the orchestra to break down and clear out. Within fifteen minutes, he had attracted a crowd. People on the streets walking by, as well as the audience of the show inside who had filed out after it was over all made their way around to where they were, lining the fence that kept them safe from fans. What was even more surprising, was that as the orchestra filed out of that door beside them, carrying their various instruments, they all hesitated in going to their bus. Instead, they started to create a semi-circle around the band, watching, listening. With grins and whispers of ascent, those that could brought out their instruments, and began to play with Seth. That startled him into opening his eyes, looking around at what he'd attracted with a surprised look. But, he managed a faint smile, and kept playing until the end of the piece.
As it came to an end, the lead violinist of the orchestra grinned and made his way forward, extending his hand to Seth, who took it and shook it politely. "You are quite the violinist, my boy! How long have you been playing?"
He rested both violin and bow in the same hand, the bow hanging from his forefingers by the frog. "Well..quite a long time, I'd say.. My mother taught me when I was younger."
"Aah, how wonderful! I think I speak for all of us here that we thoroughly enjoyed playing with you. You have a certain...oomph to how you play that some of us could only dream of achieving. Please, would you consider joining us?"
Seth's brow raised at the offer, but a sympathetic smile found his lips and he glanced back at the rest of the band and their roadies. "I'm afraid I'm already spoken for."
Akira jumped up and quickly approached. "What would you say to playing with us sometime? The name's Akira, and I'm the main songwriter for our band... I have to say, I've become rather inspired to write a few things now that would involve an orchestra."
The man blinked, but slowly grinned and gave a nod. "That sounds quite interesting." There were nods among the rest of the orchestra. He rummaged through his jacket's inner pocket, pulling out a business card and handing it to Akira. "Here. Contact us at that number, and we'll see about setting something up sometime."
"Great! Thank-you so much!"
"Not at all, thank-you! It would be an honor to play with such refined talent."
Seth coughed into his hand in embarrassment. "Yes, well..I do believe we have to go get set up now. You should all come see us sometime. We can reserve tickets for all of you the next unbooked show."
"That sounds wonderful. Give us a call and let us know, eh?"
((Eh, it's not that great.. But it was an idea that was plaguing my attention, so I figured I'd best get it out so I could forget about it. Sorry to make you all suffer.))
Seth let his eyes drift shut, sensitive ears picking up the last sounds of the orchestra playing inside, faint smile on his lips. The door beside them opened and two well-dressed young men stepped outside. One of them glanced over at the group of people sitting around outside and smirked, turning to his buddy. "Don't you just love the wonderful and sophisticated sound of Bach?"
"Actually, they're playing Handel," Seth said casually, eyes still lightly shut.
The two jerked their heads towards him, scowl on the first's face, a look of surprise on the other. "Oh?" the first said with a sneer. "And just what would a rockstar know about classical music?"
He very casually set his guitar down on its stand on his other side, then lifted his violin case up over his knees. Everyone had fallen silent by now, so that the snaps of the case were easily heard as he popped them. He pulled the violin and bow from the case, then set the case back down. He opened his eyes now as he stood, fitting the violin under his chin. He raised the bow, eyes locking onto the first stranger, who was looking quite flabbergasted by now, and glided into a rather difficult and little-known piece of Vivaldi. Their eyes widened, jaws dropping as they watched in shock. It was done perfectly, the more difficult side of Vivaldi's double violin concerto.
Satisfied with the looks of shock and awe on the faces of the two strangers, Seth let his eyes drift shut again. He continued to play, even after the piece had ended, shifting into another, since they were all bored to tears waiting for the orchestra to break down and clear out. Within fifteen minutes, he had attracted a crowd. People on the streets walking by, as well as the audience of the show inside who had filed out after it was over all made their way around to where they were, lining the fence that kept them safe from fans. What was even more surprising, was that as the orchestra filed out of that door beside them, carrying their various instruments, they all hesitated in going to their bus. Instead, they started to create a semi-circle around the band, watching, listening. With grins and whispers of ascent, those that could brought out their instruments, and began to play with Seth. That startled him into opening his eyes, looking around at what he'd attracted with a surprised look. But, he managed a faint smile, and kept playing until the end of the piece.
As it came to an end, the lead violinist of the orchestra grinned and made his way forward, extending his hand to Seth, who took it and shook it politely. "You are quite the violinist, my boy! How long have you been playing?"
He rested both violin and bow in the same hand, the bow hanging from his forefingers by the frog. "Well..quite a long time, I'd say.. My mother taught me when I was younger."
"Aah, how wonderful! I think I speak for all of us here that we thoroughly enjoyed playing with you. You have a certain...oomph to how you play that some of us could only dream of achieving. Please, would you consider joining us?"
Seth's brow raised at the offer, but a sympathetic smile found his lips and he glanced back at the rest of the band and their roadies. "I'm afraid I'm already spoken for."
Akira jumped up and quickly approached. "What would you say to playing with us sometime? The name's Akira, and I'm the main songwriter for our band... I have to say, I've become rather inspired to write a few things now that would involve an orchestra."
The man blinked, but slowly grinned and gave a nod. "That sounds quite interesting." There were nods among the rest of the orchestra. He rummaged through his jacket's inner pocket, pulling out a business card and handing it to Akira. "Here. Contact us at that number, and we'll see about setting something up sometime."
"Great! Thank-you so much!"
"Not at all, thank-you! It would be an honor to play with such refined talent."
Seth coughed into his hand in embarrassment. "Yes, well..I do believe we have to go get set up now. You should all come see us sometime. We can reserve tickets for all of you the next unbooked show."
"That sounds wonderful. Give us a call and let us know, eh?"
((Eh, it's not that great.. But it was an idea that was plaguing my attention, so I figured I'd best get it out so I could forget about it. Sorry to make you all suffer.))

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