When The Sax Man Plays Part 2 Proving It Excerpt
This is from the follow on, unsurprisingly, called “Proving It”, as it follows the band into the studio and how they ‘prove’ themselves in the music industry.
Jason rolled his eyes. Now he’d made it, he had to prove himself to the industry: proving it would be a lot harder than making it, he felt sure! Their journey so far had ‘dubious’ written all over it. However, there was nothing dubious about the group’s collective talent, and by merging the two groups, surely his work was halved? That answer was negative he felt sure.
Looking up as the studio door opened, Rae ushered in the five he knew so well – Kipper, Dave, Vince, Michael and Georgie. Jason’s sombre expression brightened, seeing the five looked as nervous as he felt. Rae was a demanding personality, launching straight into the schedule. They would record the two songs that each group had performed, and the rest would be collaborations.
Dave shot Jason a nervous look, wondering how his new found confidence would hold up under the strain. As usual, Jason gave him an encouraging smile, silently telling himself that some things – no matter what happened to the group – wouldn’t change. Kipper looked the same self-assured young man, nodding eagerly at Rae’s words. The other three looked on, sharing the same excited-yet-worried mixed expression. Jason laughed to himself.
They would live the dream, albeit only for a little while, unless their efforts took the music world by storm (which was a possibility). And yet— Yet, he didn’t feel the same sense of excitement. The dreadful sense of anticlimax that had filled him on the night of the Final was impossible to shift.
“Get used to your new surroundings.” Rae let them loose on the instruments in the studio, beckoning Jason outside and closing the door behind him.
“Look.” Rae crossed his arms over his broad chest, fixing Jason with his most serious look. “I know what’s going on inside your head. You need to snap out of it. You’re ruining the experience for everyone else.”
“Me?” Jason spluttered, indignant.
“So what if the contest was rigged? We achieved the right outcome. The two groups are quite a talent, for unknowns, and they deserved a shot at fame – and they got it. What do you find about that so wrong? I cannot see what your problem is.”
“You wouldn’t, it was your idea.” Jason too crossed his arms. “And if you don’t know, then there’s no point me telling you, because you’d never understand.” He spoke calmly, despite his inner boiling rage.
“Fine!” Rae snapped, pointing at the five on the other side of the glass. “Just make sure you bloody lead them, and lead them right. The sooner we get this done, the better.”
“I will.” Jason responded, letting Rae seethe as he strode back into the studio.
“Let’s have a run-through. I want it, exactly as you performed in competition. Exactly.” He stressed the importance of the word. “We’ll do it until we get it perfect. Okay?”
He received five nods, watching as the five looked at Jason.
“No problem.” Jason grinned at them, holding a deliberate pause. “Give it hell, guys!”
“I don’t know this.” Dave interrupted, his worried gaze taking in the maze that was a song sheet.
Rae rolled his eyes. “Of course you don’t know it, but you can learn it.”
The four songs had been successfully recorded and they had taken a break for lunch, where Rae distributed the song sheets with the other six songs they would perform.
“Don’t we get a say in the matter?” Kipper spoke up, looking at Rae.
“Just who is in charge here?” Rae challenged him. “Just you remember while you are in “Aim Records” you’ll do as you’re told. Extensive research found this selection is the best for the group. You wouldn’t turn against us, would you?”
Jason snorted, unable to help himself. “If only you knew!” He laughed, causing the rest of the group to fall about laughing. “That’s how we got two bloody groups in the first place!”
“Now I’m in charge, I make the decisions – not you. Got it?” Rae issued the statement as if it was an order, prodding Kipper’s chest with a meaty finger. “Be back in the studio in fifteen minutes.” With that, he left.
Michael was the first to find his voice. “D’you think he’s always this grumpy?”
Jason laughed. “I’d think it was his nature, in this business.”
“I’m sure he’s a nice guy really.” Vince tried.
Jason laughed harder. “I doubt it.” he said, quite frankly. “Nonetheless, I’ve met worse. I’m sure we’ll get through without killing each other.”
“I wouldn’t be too sure about that.” Kipper murmured.
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