16... so they say

[singsingbluesilver]

[ voice | English ]

I guess what they say is true. Talent can be found in the weirdest places. Thanks again everyone that came to our little talent search. If anyone is still interested in joining us, please inform myself or Tohma about your interest. We're still on the look out for people who can manage those with more talent than common sense. Because rock and rollers don't always know what's best for them, and managers do! Even if it includes getting the star up at five in the morning using a bazooka smack to the head!

So anyways, if you need a listening to or a showing off, just leave one of us a message, and we'll arrange a face-to-face cuz those work better than over the communicator thing. Also! Newly arrived and still a performer of some kind? Give me a jingle here and I'll get Tohma involved.

Thanks for listening!

[ He repeats it in Japanese before signing off. ]

Comments

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I should turn you into a manger so you can boss other people around or something. ♫ You can make them shine... brighter.

[singsingbluesilver]

A manager?

...Are you sure that's wise?

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I think you'd be a good manager. You've certainly inspired Shindou-san a great deal.

[singsingbluesilver]

Did I? I thought I was terrifying him to be honest.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

If you hadn't pushed him so hard or rescued from his stage blunders, he'd still be a nobody, I'm sure.

[singsingbluesilver]

He needed to be pushed. A star should be able to take it and still belt out his heart and he can't seem to get it.

Yet.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

He almost had it within his grasp. He nearly stayed in New York with XMR, but suddenly changed his mind.

It seems he lacks commitment... so perhaps that is the issue. He has an on-again-off-again relationship with Eiri-san, as well as with his band. He's threatened to leave Bad Luck... Three times, was it?

[singsingbluesilver]

I heard about that and I dunno - it's almost like he has this huge block in his head that won't let him go far.

I think he just needs a steadier relationship with both the music and his life. Maybe if he can get a handle on both, he will shine like he's suppose to.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I think you're right. However, it's not exactly my place to nudge him in the right direction anymore. He's come far along enough that he should realize his own problems and deal with them accordingly.

I think what happened is he's fallen off the fence of love and music onto the side of love.

[singsingbluesilver]

He should, but it seems he hasn't gotten there yet. Maybe he needs more incentive.

It's annoying. If one fuels the other, then he should have them equally strong.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure what could possibly be a bigger incentive. What does he want us to do, kidnap Eiri and hold him hostage and release him once he writes spectacular songs?

You're right; that kind of balance is possible, albeit not easily achievable.

[singsingbluesilver]

I've done that, remember? In exchange, he hummed his last song. I don't know what else would work.

Which is why I never tried something like that.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I meant, does he want us to keep doing it every time he gets into a slump? It's ridiculous.

It's perfectly fine if you choose one over the other. However, it's pathetic to say you love both equally when you don't act like it at all.

[singsingbluesilver]

I'm pretty sure that Eiri wouldn't like it if we kept on destroying his rest and writing time by tying him up all the time.

Agreed.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

No, he wouldn't. I wouldn't like it either. He's just going to have to find some way to inspire himself or give up music. I don't see a point in continuing to be a musician when you only give 10% of your effort.

[singsingbluesilver]

I still say Bad Luck had a soft time of it. We should have sent them on a tour in a rusty old van.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

With a couple sets of groupies who would annoy them to no end.

[singsingbluesilver]

Like that one tour of ours? Where we ended up getting thrown in jail for some kind of drummed up charge just to get away from them?

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

That would be the one.

I really did go easy on them, didn't I?

[singsingbluesilver]

Well, it was one our first tours and we did have that useless manager, that guy with the three long chin hairs.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I remember.

[Steepling his fingers as he ponders what made him go so easy on Shuichi.]

Well, we certainly matured to be a legendary band in the end, didn't we?

[singsingbluesilver]

Didn't we end up getting him stuck in that biker bar with those women and we snuck out the back door with a rival gang?

That we did. I'm still surprised no one tracked down those old records.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

Yes, but it was entirely your idea.

Perhaps no one bothered to look for those old records because they were simply afraid of the consequences. I don't see why they would be so afraid of doing it, though.

[singsingbluesilver]

Most of our best ideas usually are part of my idea.

I have nothing to hide. Not even that time with the odd backstage party that we needed a riot control to come in and clear it out.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

Of course. That's why you're a genius. ♫

I know you have nothing to hide, Ryuichi. Neither does Noriko. I certainly have nothing to hide, either. It would simply be troublesome if people tried to dig up old information, both for us and for them.