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Post by Shredder on May 25, 2010 11:12:31 GMT
"ACDC, In Flames, Gilgamesh, Dark Tranquility, Atergatis, At the Gates....a lot of the Gotenburg Death Metal and some German Goth Metal." he replied, after listening to her own list, she had a few names that he didn't particularly approve of. Ramstein for instance, where a bunch of prats. But there was also some pretty solid stuff.
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Post by Morphia on May 25, 2010 11:14:58 GMT
She nodded. "German? Other than Ramstein I try to stick to Finnish these days." She informed sipping her beer. "Though the European market at large is making a good name for them selves."
She missed knowing the inner workings of the market, though, she was about to get back with that.
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Post by Shredder on May 25, 2010 11:23:21 GMT
"If Ramstein is your only exposure to german metal I can understand why you'd stick to Finnish." he replied before taking the final drink from his bottle of beer. It only took a moment for him to signal to a bar maid to bring him another. "The European market has always had a good name with Death Metal, they do a lot more for it then most of the American jackoffs."
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Post by Morphia on May 25, 2010 11:28:46 GMT
"America hasn't put out good metal since the 80's... early 90's if you really push it." She informed, he wasn't even born yet in the early 90's. It made her feel so old, 1982 felt like forever ago, and was.
She put on her best I'm better than you face and looked down at his beer. "When are you gonna play me another song, Shredder."
She needed something loud to help the drink along, and being 2 Jacks, 3 Shots and a beer in she was starting to feel tipsy.
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Post by Shredder on May 25, 2010 11:32:54 GMT
When she asked about another song, he gave a quick flick at his nose with his thumb while he pondered it over before rising up. The young musician took his guitar out from the case and plugged it in, before opening out his laptop. He'd need something to put out the drum and bass work, a guitar on its own and his voice would sound good, but not right. The laptop took a moment to start up, but eventually he was ready. Nimble fingers started on the axe.
"Racing Through Time
Souls Prey Lead Blind
Intersteller Mutilation"
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Post by Morphia on May 25, 2010 11:36:09 GMT
Morphia felt her head bobbing wth the beat, kid had talent. She watched his fingers move over the fret board fast too.
"He'll need a new look, this whole jeans and black tshirt thing won't do." She mused to her self. "I'm thinking leather... lots of leather." She could see it now, in a few years the boy would grow into a dashing man, a man that'd make her rich and she needed to make sure he was worth the primary investment.
She felt her head bob a little harder as the song neared the chorus. She wasn't about to head bang.
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Post by Shredder on May 25, 2010 15:09:15 GMT
He could tell that she was enjoying it, he however, was only having a so-so time performing, this was barely right. He didn't play for friends in their living room, he hadn't done that in years. A single person audience didn't give you the rush of adrenaline or the energy that he had gotten used to working with. The young musician built into the chorus with all the technical skill he usually did, but his spirit just wasn't in it. "Your Time Is Coming Tonight
You'll Be Killed At The Speed Of Light
Destiny You Can't Fight
Crushed By Comets
Transmogrified
DETH Will Bring You New Life
A Slave Forever On The Planet Of Hell
Eighty Thousand Years Since The Comet Took
Flight
Your Destiny Is Pain Forever" |
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Post by Morphia on May 25, 2010 15:13:20 GMT
Morphia nodded when he got to the chorus, she could see he had talent, all he need was an audience. Not the small venue type the arena type. Egoist like the type who sang lead always needed to feed off of those sorts of 'vibes'.
She continued moving with the beat her head bobbing ever so slightly.
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