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passionforfiction · 1 year

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Weird The Al Yankovic Story

I'm an 80s child and a 90s teen, so I grew up in the grand era of MTV. I grew up singing to Michael Jackson, Madonna, Queen, Elton John, rock bands and all the other music genre popular at the time. . . And I grew up listening to Weird Al's master parodies. I watched his movies too. My brother and I were counting the months to see this "biographical" movie about one of our favorite music artists and today we finally watched it. I will say that I had expected some sort of alternate universe sort of story because of what Daniel Radcliffe said in an interview but this movie is so wild that the audience knows this is anything BUT a biographical film. And that's when I realized that he didn't want to tell his story; he was doing what he does best: a parody of biographical films. BOOM! Blew my mind.

Biographical films have always been popular and lately we've had some really good ones about musicians: Bohemian Rhapsody (2018), Rocketman (2019) and Elvis (2022). Weirld Al takes his life and turns it into a parody of this genre, incorporating all the clichés typical in this kind of film: the rearrangement of events to create tension and move the plot; unsupporting parents, lovers that use them to better their careers and at the end reconnecting with the people who love them.

The movie starts with Weird Al taken to a surgery room and then moves us back to the "beginning" - his childhood. This reminded me of Rocketman that starts with Elton John leaving a concert and arriving to a group therapy session and from there, taking us to his beginnings - his childhood. But these movies don't only start in mid- plot, they also change order in which certain things happened and embellish relationships to hint at things that are not accurate, in a way that stretches or softens reality. For example, in Elvis, the relationship between Elvis and Priscilla is presented in a way that romanticizes their relationship. In Bohemian Rhaspody, makes it look like the band split up because Freddy wanted to make a solo album when it was another member of the band who expressed this need first, and this is one of many different changes. In Rocketman, it is hinted that Taupin wrote "Your Song" for Elton when Taupin said in an interview that it wasn't so. All these changes drive the plot of the story but by changing things, the story is no longer being truthful and what's real is transformed into fiction. And good fiction has great antagonists.

In this version, Weird Al's parents are anything but supportive just like we see in Bohemian Rhaspody and Rocketman. These three musicians share their desire to be accepted by their fathers. This hurtful father-son relationships trigger their sadness and strangles their ability to accept themselves as they are, hence the hiding of their true selves. We might no see this in Elvis, but we have the mentor who manipulates and isolates him from those he loves which we also see in Bohemian Rhaspody (Freddy's relationship with Paul), and Rocketman (Elton's relationship with his manager). In Weird, we have Madonna as the lover who isolates him from his friends and he takes this to the extreem by adding fight scenes, and a kidnappings by a drug lord. But all these fictionalized biographies are inspiring because these people were/are agents of change and were able to achieve their goals; they fell but were able to heal and rise again.

Weird Al's contribution to pop culture in the United States is huge and he inspired us to be as "weird" as we are. But there is something else that I liked about this mega fictionalized "biography" - the criticism on the concept of originality and creativity. In the film, people in the industry and his parents kept telling Al that his songs had no value because they were using the music of existing songs. Remix Culture experts like Lessing, Jenkins and Ferguson are very clear on the fact that all creative work is based or influenced by those that came before. What makes something "original" is it's transformative nature and Weird Al transforms each song into something totally different, totally new and it's protected by Fair Use. Some artists didn't mind being parodied while others did. And he presents both sides in the movie by putting himself in their shoes by having his song "Eat it" come before Jackson's "Beat It''. It's funny to see him enraged, refusing to sing the song because he thinks people will connect it to the "parody." It just shows how ridiculous it is. In the other side, we have artists who see the benefit of having their songs parodied- new and old audiences rediscover the original songs and artists, thus bringing new profit.

This is a brilliant and weird as hell movie with criticism hidden in the laughter. Don't see it expecting to learn who Weird Al is outside of his profession because this film is another parodes masterpiece.

#biographical films #elvis #bohemian rhaspody #rocketman #Weird Al #weird the al yankovic story #daniel radcliffe #music parody #film parody

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pollsforpondering · 5 months

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Mamma Mia!

#mario #queen band #mamma mia #abba #super mario #mario bros #fandom polls #polls #tumblr polls #multiple choice polls

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ungalobrando · 1 year

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I've been thinking a lot about how they wanted to localize Bohemian Rhapsody but nothing could have EVER prepared me for Unconventional Rhaspody. Rhas. Pody.

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yuase · 1 year

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Queen

Queen es una banda de rock muy conocida con miembros como freddie mercury,roger tylor,brian may y jonh deacon.Hiceron mucha musica como killer queen bohemian rhaspody,another one bite the dust etc...Freddie mercury se contagio de vih y murio,la banda siguio no muy activa pero cantaron con leyendas como elton john y axl rose.Tambien le hicieron una peli que gano el oscar

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celestial-potato · 2 years

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Stuck on a bus at a band comp but the bus next to us is singing Bohemian Rhaspody so life is ok.

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radiogagaga · 3 years

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Roger, Brian and John when Freddie came out:

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strangerfictions · 4 years

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Christmas Prompt List

I have been thinking about doing some Christmas/winter fics over the next few weeks so I decided to sit down and come up with a few except I couldn't so instead I compiled a list of some of my favorite I found on tumblr! I have linked all of the accounts I found them off so go check them out!

My plan was to do a few but if anyone wants me to do a certain one let me know ! I would gladly do it! All you have to do is send me an ask with the following information included : what prompt (the number will do fine!), who you want it to be for and if you have a general plot line let me know! Also if you have any specifications such as fluff, angst or smut include that too! I’ve included a few prompts that will work together so if you fancy more than one prompt in one fic then send me them together in the ask!

As requests come in I will cross out any that have been requested!

I currently write for: Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things), Steve Harrington (Stranger Things), Robin Buckley (Stranger Things), Peter Parker (Spiderman), Tom Holland, Ben Hardy, Dacre Montgomery, Joe Kerry, Maya Hawke.

“We made too many cookies” - writersblockbecomesunblocked

A new years eve proposal - 12-days-of-ficmas

“If I hear Michael Buble one more time I might commit a crime” - mine

“I don’t care about tradition, you try and get me to kiss you under the mistletoe and I will punch you” - vampiricallyinclined

“Can’t I just give you $20 and you can buy something for yourself?” - vampiricallyinclined

“How much eggnog have you had tonight?” “A f-few glassesss, why?” “Because I’m prettyyyy sure it’s spiked.”- writersblockbecomesunblocked

Person A trying to set up the tree for Christmas but Person B has to pick Person A up for them to put ornaments on the tree because they’re so short. - otp-prompts-for-you

“Roses are red, violets are blue, merry Christmas bitch, I love you” - smackingtalk

“Is this the part where we kiss?” - barnesrogersvstheworld

“That’s mistletoe we’re standing under.” - barnesrogersvstheworld

Person A tries to get their friends to kiss under the mistletoe, and they completely forget about their crush on Person B until they both end up under the mistletoe. - never-close-our-eyes

“How can you possibly look good with snow in your hair?” - fleetwoodmcs

“There’s a snow storm. I guess we’re stuck in here together till it passes.” - cactiem

“What do you mean we’re out of hot chocolate?” - ravenclawnerd

“Come out in the snow with me!” - lillie-writes

Character A works as a Santa’s helper. Character B has a small sibling/child. - mvximoff

“I can’t believe it’s Christmas Eve and I’m stuck in a snowstorm with you.” “There’s worse company.” “Doubtful.” - yourlocalwriterblog

We always carpool home for the holidays from college but a storm hit and now we’re taking the last room at the local b&b (bonus: bedsharing! we’re adults!) - veronicabunchwrites

“Here. Take my hand.” - chrmdpoet - figure skater/hockey player

Character A is sick and couldn’t care less about looking presentable so when Character B meets up with them later to study, its the first time B has seen A with glasses and A totally forgot. - stopmyships

“I thought you said this was eggnog.” - kpopfanfictrash

“Wait, reindeers are real animals?” fleetwoodmcs

Pretending to be a couple for the holidays - dollsome-does-tumblr

We just had a one-night stand but a massive storm hit so now we’re snowed in, hello awkward - veronicabunchwrites

We’re neighbours who don’t talk because you seem awfully grumpy but then you buy your dog a winter coat and shoes and i need a photo to show my friends - veronicabunchwrites

You knit me a sweater for christmas and i realize i am in love with you veronicabunchwrites

“Christmas is so close, I can almost smell the mistletoe I’m never going to get kissed under” - writersblockbecomesunblocked

If you have any other requests that aren’t Christmas/winter related let me know because I know some of you may not celebrate Christmas so I would gladly do a few normal requests too!

If anyone uses this list I would love to be tagged in your work and see what you create with the prompts!

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salty-caramels · 4 years

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crying on the "nothing really matters" part in bohemian rhaspody is a real thing

#bohemian rhaspody #nothing really matters

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marielle-heller · 4 years

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one of my favourite moments in recent cinema is in Bohemian Rhapsody when Freddie turns to reveal his mustache for the first time and asks Roger what he thinks, and Roger’s like “gayer” and Freddie’s like “not this, darling, the house!” cause it implies 1 of 2 possibilities:

Freddie somehow got Roger into the house (despite no one else seeming to be around) and standing in that position, without ever turning to face him, so that Roger would not know he had grown a mustache since they last saw each other, and Freddie could turn and reveal himself in a very theatrical fashion. pros: it’s suitably dramatic, and honestly kind of hilarious to imagine that much planning went into it. cons: if Freddie was intentionally revealing the mustache for the first time, he can’t have expected Roger to know he was asking specifically about the house, and why would he ask about it after a different reveal has taken place? (unless it’s part of the drama, and a way to get Roger’s thoughts on the mustache without outright asking for a compliment on it. there’re a lot of layers to this option, I think)

Roger has been thinking the entire fucking time—for God only knows how long—“wow that mustache makes him look even gayer”, and he finally gets the perfect opportunity to say it so dude just fucking goes for it, good for him. pros: simple yet iconic. cons: none

#what is the truth???#bohemian rhaspody #roger taylor #this has been in my drafts for AGES #i am finally sick of that #we're posting it enjoy

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jokerasylum91 · 4 years

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Safin: James Bond, license to kill, history of violence... I could be speaking to my own reflection. Only your skills will die with your body, while mine will survive long after I'm gone.

James Bond: History isn't kind to men who play God.

#no time to die #james bond #daniel craig #raimi malek #007 #freddie mercury #queen #bohemian rhaspody

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richy-the-trans-assbutt · 5 years

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Your poll betrayed you, Telegraph.

#bohemian rhaspody #rami malek

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gothlka · 5 years

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Paul: I-

Roger, Brian, and John:

#my post #bohemian rhaspody #roger taylor #roger #queen #brian #john #ben hardy #bohrap

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borhapparker · 5 years

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sheer heart attack | chapter two

summary: you are the instructor for ‘bohemian rhapsody’, getting paid to teach the cast how to play their respective instruments. from an early age, youve known how to play the piano, the drums, the bass and the electric/acoustic guitar. forming a tight bond with rami, gwilym, ben and joe, all of you would hang out im each other’s trailers, creating a lasting friendship between all of you. this causes the ripple of them wanting you to be in all the interviews possible during the press tours, even if you werent on the list for interviews, which caused for some buried secrets to come to life and some crushes to be revealed.

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pairing: none just yet!

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The next morning was eventful, as you woke up to your phone buzzing at the sound of a call. Feeling the nightstand blindly for your phone, you quickly disconnected it, and answered, bringing the phone to your ear.

"Hello?" your voice cracked, since you've just woken up.

"Y/n? Where are you?" Ryan, your producer said, as you slowly sat up, the phone still pressed to your ear, as you looked at the clock: 6:30am.

"I was asleep? Why? I'm supposed to come in to the studio in an hour." you said, a yawn escaping your lips as you finished your sentence.

"Well, we need you in a half hour. We have an artist willing to collaborate. Remember when we talked about this a couple months ago?"

"Mhm. So he's willing to come in as well? So we can record today before I have rehearsals for my upcoming project?" you asked, slowly getting out of bed, and heading to the kitchen.

"Yeah, he'll be here at the recording studio in a half hour. Can you be here?" you listened, as you made your coffee, and headed back to your room, mug in hand.

"I can be there. How long will this take?"

"Well, we're hoping we can record at least two to three songs today before your rehearsals, so from seven to nine thirty would be ideal, but we'll see. Depends on what we might have come up, if we can get the band in, and if our collaborator comes in on time as well. I'll see you here in a half hour. Drive safely, I know you when you're half asleep." he laughed, as you chuckled, before smiling, setting your mug down on the nightstand.

"I will. I'll see you." hanging up, you headed to the closet, grabbing a change of clothes before heading to the shower and warming up the water while you stripped.

Taking a quick 8 minute shower, you turned off the water, before grabbing your towel, drying yourself off and slipping on your clothes. You opened the cabinet, grabbing your hair products and applying them before turning off the light in the bathroom and heading out. Slipping on your black vans, you grabbed your mug, backpack, and your phone from the nightstand before walking out of your room and finishing your coffee. Passing the kitchen, you placed the empty mug in the sink, grabbing your car keys from the kitchen island and heading out the door. Locking it behind you, the sun kissed your skin as you walked to your car, the warmth of the LA weather bringing you a sense of comfort and peace that had been absent during the rainy days. Unlocking the car, you stepped in, placing your backpack on the seat and closing the door, before turning on the ignition and driving out of your driveway and towards the recording studio.

The parking lot was half full, spot closest to the entrance was free, and you parked your car there, before stepping out, and heading inside. Ryan met you at the door, giving you a hug before leading you straight into the recording booth. Walking inside, the artist who was collaborating with you had their back to the door, as you recognized their hair and smiled. Upon hearing footsteps coming inside the booth, everyone turned, small cheers coming from your friends and people you'd talked to during your time as an artist.

"Hey, look who's here!" your manager called out as she came up to hug you, a smile on your face as the artist turned.

"Y/n, so nice to finally meet you. Niall Horan, at your service." he held out his hand, shaking yours as you smiled.

"Nice to finally meet you. I've been a fan for a long time. Thanks for agreeing to collaborate!"

He shrugged, a smile on his face. "Couldn't pass up the opportunity to work with a great singer and guitar player." he turned to your manager, before turning back to you. "Ready to start?"

You nodded, smile on your face as you put your backpack down in the booth, taking out the lyrics you had printed out the night before, wanting to have them ready as you gave Niall his copy.

"Here's yours. It's the newest updated version." you said as he nodded, scanning the lyrics, and mumbling the beat to himself. Turning back to you, he followed you inside the booth, slipping on his own headphones and standing behind his own mic as you did the same, behind another glass door, headphones over your own ears and standing behind the other microphone.

With a final nod from you manager behind the glass, the music started, as both you and Niall began to sing the first lyrics to the song.

The cast had arrived at the studio a half hour before you were due to meet with them, as they walked inside and met with the receptionist.

"We're here for rehearsals with Y/n. 10am." she nodded, before picking up her phone and dialing. She hung up and turned to them.

"She's still recording. Would you like to go see her?" they nodded, as she motioned for them to follow her. She led them to a room, much like a recording booth, as she knocked before opening the door and letting them in.

Your manager smiled at them, motioning for them to look over at the far right, as they turned, noticing you, headphones on and eyes closed. The music stopped, as the manager went over to the microphone in the booth. "Y/n?"

You opened your eyes, looking up, and noticing the cast. Smiling, you waved at them. "Yeah?"

"Try it again. Cut off that last verse, and bring it in a 180 when you do your falsettos." you nodded once more before putting a thumbs up and the music started once more.

Your voice rung through the booth, as the music followed your beat, before you cut it short and made the casts' eyes widen, your falsettos bouncing through the speakers. Your manager did a thumbs up, as they heard another voice come in through the speakers and looked to your left, noticing another famous singer following your lead on the bridge of the song.

The cast watched with smiles on their faces and impressed looks, as your voices combined together, mixing with the music and creating a beautiful harmony. The song was stopped, as you both removed your headphones and headed out of the recording booth. Both of you took a listen to the song, before you shook your head, wanting to record the guitar solo once more.

"Hey, Gwilym, you know how to play guitar, right?" you turned to him, as he nodded, a smile on his own face. "Would you mind playing it for the song?"

He nodded, before being directed inside the recording booth, handing him your guitar as he sat down, looking at the sheet of paper with the chords and speed. "At what beat should I play at?" you tapped her foot to the beat as he memorized it, and with a final nod, you walked out of the booth, closing the door and starting the music. He positioned his fingers over the fret board, before strumming the chords, his face twisting in concentration as his lips pulled into a smile. You pushed on a button, as the guitar solo was amplified, the chords ringing through the speakers and into everyones ears. As soon as it began, he finished the solo, as you stopped the track, nodding at him with a smile.

He placed the guitar down before walking out with a smile on his face. "That was incredible." he said, as you smiled, wrapping him in a hug and thanking him.

"You did perfectly! Definitely made the song a lot better than I could've made it. Thank you!" you said, as he only nodded, joining the rest of the cast as your manager finished jotting down some notes for herself later, before nodding at you. "Alright, we're done here now. We can head over for rehearsal."

They all nodded and walked with you, heading into another room with various instruments. "Alright boys, choose your pick."

Gwilym and Joe headed immediately to the bass and electric guitars, choosing their favorites as Rami walked to the piano and Ben to the drums. They each grabbed a different instrument, as you headed to the corner of the room, grabbing your own guitar and tuning it.

"Alright, everyone sit at your instrument and I'll be there in a bit. I'll start with Joe, then Rami, Ben and finally Gwilym. Just, give me 10 minutes, and I'll be there for you guys." they all nodded, as Joe smiled, his bass guitar in his arms. Sitting in front of him, you grabbed a nearby bass guitar, tuning the strings, before looking up. "You ready?"

He nodded, as you positioned your hands on the D string and 12th fret, before strumming 6 times, and then moving to the A string and strumming once. Joe's face lit up, as he recognized the song. You shrugged, "Well, you gotta start somewhere."

He mimicked your fingers on the fret board of his guitar, as he played. His tempo was a little slow, as you started tapping your foot to the beat, as he matched it, slowly getting the hang of it. You moved your fingers back to the D string, then to the A string. Strumming, you matched his tempo, as he strummed alongside you, a smile on his face at seeing his natural ability to play the bass guitar.

You kept this up, showing him the basics, how to read tabs and chords, as he followed along. "If you need my help, let me know. I'm starting you with something fairly easy, but we'll switch in a while." He nodded, as you propped your guitar, before walking over to the grand piano in the corner of the room. Rami was sitting on the bench, scrolling through his phone as he smiled upon noticing you, slipping his phone into his pocket and making room for you on the bench.

"Alright," you rubbed your hands, turning to look at Rami, "There are 88 keys in total, 52 white keys and 33 black keys. The white keys on the piano are named after seven letters of the alphabet and they're pretty simple to memorize: A, B, C, D, E, F, and G. The only thing to remember is that in the musical alphabet, it always starts with the letter C because it's the most basic note. All the black keys are major or sharp notes. If you look on the sheet," you grabbed the music sheet and showed it to him, pointing out certain notes, "You will see that some notes have a number sign over it, kind of like an exponent. That means that note is a sharp, which means you'll play the black key instead of the white."

Rami nodded along, taking pointers in his head as you kept explaining, before showing him how to play.

"We're going to do a pretty simple song to start with. It's called 'Chopsticks'." you placed your hands on the keys, playing slowly as he followed along. Stopping, you placed your hands on the same keys as you started. "Now, place your hands exactly where mine are."

He did as you said, as you pressed your fingers over his, showing him the rhythm. "As you keep playing and get the hang of it, you start using the pedals on the bottom to either soften your sound or mute it. As you go, you get the hang of it and it comes naturally. So don't stress too much about it." He slowly got the hang of the song, as you removed your hands. "Try it by yourself."

You did a couple different songs with him, as he reassured you that he would keep practicing. Nodding, you got up from the bench, before heading to Ben, who waited patiently by the drums. He spun in a chair, a smile on his face, as he stopped, facing you. "Ready?"

He nodded, and you sat at the drums. Grabbing the sticks, you twirled them between your fingers. Turning, you turned on the metronome behind you, pointing to it and looking at Ben. "This, is a metronome. You probably already heard of this, but since you're starting, we're going to use this to match a beat. I'm gonna drum a pretty simple beat, and I want you to replicate it. It's gonna take a couple times to get it, so don't get frustrated, okay?" he only smiled, as you twirled the drumsticks between your fingers once more before starting the simple beat. You hit the hi-hat on beats 1 through 4, counting out loud. Then, you used the kick drum on beats 1 and 3, as well as the hi-hats at the same time. After a couple beats, you added the snare drum in, hitting them at beats 2 and 4 in addition to both the kick drum and the hi-hats. Ben watched, eyes wide, as he noticed your multitasking ability before you stopped.

"That's a lot." Ben said, as you only laughed.

"It's okay, you'll get used to it. Here, let's switch. Just hit the hi-hats for four beats. Then, we'll keep going." you got up as he sat in the seat you were in. Pointing to the metronome, you turned to him, "Use this as your beat. Listen and follow." He nodded, before mimicking the beat from the metronome you on the hi-hats. Keeping the beat, you asked him to start the kick drum on the first and third beat, letting him get the hang of it. He kept going after a while, before adding in the snare drum. He messed up a couple times, and kept trying, before getting the hang of the simple beat. "Alright, that's good." he stopped, a smile on his face, as you showed him another beat, using the same three drums. "Keep practicing, I'll be back."

Walking over to Gwilym, he looked up, smiling, holding the electric guitar in one hand. "A Gibson Les Paul. Great choice." he shrugged, as you sat in front of him, your own guitar in your arms. "So, you know your basics."

"Been playing for a while. Just need more practice." he said, as you smiled, nodding along.

"Well, Brian's solos in most songs are pretty simple once you get the hang of it and since he doesn't read or write music sheets, we need to play by ear. Any particular song you want to start with?" he shook his head, as you chose a random song off the top of your head. "How about we start with Bohemian Rhapsody? Since it's the main song in the movie." he nodded, "Alright. Follow my lead."

You placed your fingers on the 8th fret on the D string, as Gwilym matched your movements and you strummed, before switching to the G string on the 10th fret and you strummed, bending the string, before switching to the 12th fret and doing the same, then the 10th, 8th, and back to the B string on the 11th fret, 8, 11 with a bend, and 13. You moved quickly, as Gwilym caught up at his pace. Only doing the first couple tabs, you let Gwilym catch up as you strummed at the same time, before you kept playing. The guitar rhythm rung through the entire room as you stopped, and had Gwilym start again from the beginning.

"Nice, nice. That's really good. Here, let's try another song."

The rest of rehearsal was spent equal time with each of the actors, as they practiced their own instruments as well as receiving pointers from you. Three hours later, you asked your manager to order food for all of you. You wanted to make sure the boys were in the correct state for when you had to start filming.

"So, how do you guys feel?" you asked, as you all sat around a table, food on the top and a plate in each of your hands.

"A little sore, but I'm feeling good about where I'm at." Joe said, as you nodded.

"Me too. It's been tough with the drumming, but I'm getting the hang of it." Ben said, the rest only nodding.

"Good, so each of you need to start practicing at home. Listen to the songs, play by ear, look for the music charts and sheets online. If you can't find any, then text me and I'll get them for you. It just takes time and practice." you said, as all of them nodded with a smile. "Alright, who wants to keep going?"

They all nodded, as they finished up eating. Smiling, you headed to the electric guitar, picking yours up and turning on the amp, adjusting the volume from your guitar. "I'll play something for you guys while you finish up." Their eyes were fixed on you as you adjusted the guitar on your lap, before placing your fingers on the B string on the 15th fret, before strumming and releasing, sliding down to the 17th fret and strumming twice then releasing, and moving to 15th, 12th, 15 again with a vibrato. 12th again, moving to the G string on the 15th fret, up to the "e" string on the 12th, G again, 15, 14, 12, 14, 12, D on 14. You placed two fingers on both the G and B string on the 12th fret, strumming with a vibrato on both, then removing one finger and going back to G with 14, 12, up to the A string on the 14th fret, and again with both fingers on G and B on the 12th fret with a vibrato. This kept going on, as they watched, Gwilym and Rami with smiles on their faces as they recognized the song then the others joined in. As you finished the solo of Brighton Rock, you looked up at them, as they clapped for you.

"That was incredible." Joe said, as you shrugged, a smile on your face.

"It was okay, I'm still improving. You guys will be able to play better over the next couple weeks. It just takes practice." you said, as they all headed to their instruments, waiting for you.

"Alright, let's finish up rehearsals. Who's next?" you said with a smile, as they smiled back.

Your eyes scanned the room, choosing Rami to help out first as they rest waited, practicing by themselves.

Yet, a couple minutes ago, while you were playing the guitar, you hadn't noticed their stares. Their lingering eyes, the beating of their hearts, the acceleration of their pulse. The way they watched you with a little something other than a friend's stare, something other than what you had experienced in a while. Something was different about them, change was definitely in the air. But maybe change was a good thing, if it meant that change would include you.

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