Who: Billy and OPEN!
Where: Along the boardwalk somewhere
When: 20 September, evening
Summary: Billy said he was putting on something of a little shindig and he's gonna put it on, dammit.
Warnings: None as of posting! Will be including Youtube links to songs on occasion, though!
Setup actually started earlier in the afternoon. Billy might regret it just a bit.
Sweaty, with a glass of water in hand and his guitar on his back, he nevertheless moves with a long, easy stride between the even longer tables, checking and re-checking to make sure everything looks good. Sharp eyes who've come to investigate the fuss going on at the boardwalk might even notice the faint tremor in his hands as he reaches up to make sure for the umpteenth time that his hair isn't mussed. And still, he's smiling.
Sure, he's never played a show quite like this; it's a mighty big change from seedy roadhouses and rowdy bars. For one, there's no cage to keep folks from hitting him with stuff if they don't like the show and decide to lob a glass his way. But then he figures there's nobody in town that bad; Saeng Seong's a far cry from his world, that's for sure. He should be fine, he tells himself, and does a walk of the refreshment tables one more time. Snacks aplenty and drinks – cold and with plenty of ice on hand to keep them that way – to spare. He wishes again he could've thrown together some burgers or something, but that would've been a lot of cooking on top of putting on a show. What he's got will just have to do.
With the day wending into evening, he finally gives in and ambles up to his 'stage', just a cleared section of boardwalk with a stool for him to sit on when he needs a break. He stands there for a moment to survey his setup. His smile falters briefly; he wishes everyone else was here. Mika'd love it. Juji would… probably like it but not say anything.
He sits down with that pang still in his heart to start playing warmups while he waits for the audience, however small or large it may be, to wander their way down here. The melody comes to his fingers without a thought,
slow and lazy and a little melancholy. Juji'd hate it, but it's just what Billy feels right now, and it rings out clear and loud even though there isn't an amp or speaker in sight.