I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 111
ELECTRIC GARDEN RECORDING STUDIO BROOKLY.
Mia finished the last session of vocal retrieval seamlessly. After hours each Funeralopolis personnel recorded one by one their instruments. Starting from the guide, then the guitar, bass, drums, violin and lastly is the vocals. The song Behind Blue Eyes written by Mia was wrapped.
"I'll let you know after the mixing and mastering has been completed." Jason, the Sound Engineer.
"Okay, thanks, Jason." Brandon represents his friends to thank him.
"See ya." The four say goodbye and leave the recording studio with the design of the ethnic - futuristic room. A strange combination.
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"Sheat chocolate, maybe," bargained Mia to Brandon, as William and Bryan decided to go home first. They are still in front of the studio. Not far from Brandon's parked car.
"Mr ...." Brandon thought for a moment. "I actually have an appointment with someone, but I'll take you home first."
"Promise with someone? Tumbens." Mia mutters.
Brandon just grimaced while scratching his head that did not itch. Then walk to his car. Mia followed him from behind.
"Aaah .. someone yes, hmmm ...." Mia still muttered as she opened the car door. Then looked towards Brandon who had been sitting behind the wheel.
"Don't look at me like that."
Mia chuckles. "You're going on a date with someone?" ask Mia curious.
"Well, I can't call it a date, yet."
"Wow, finally."
Brandon smiled wryly. Then he started driving his car away from the place. Throughout the journey, the two remained silent. Drowning in each other's minds. Unknowingly, they arrive in front of Mia's apartment building in Brownsville.
"Next time we drink hot chocolate as usual" Brandon said, looking at Mia with my eyes.
Mia chuckles. "Sure." Mia kissed Brandon's cheek at a glance and opened the door and got out of the car.
"Have fun" said the girl before breezing into the building. Brandon sighed deeply, looking at Mia's departure. He ran his hair slowly and drove his car away from the place.
***
THE REBELLION STUDIO, TIME WARNER CENTER MANHATTAN.
After going through a series of procedures such as reporting to security, fingerprint checks, confirmation of his visit to Ben Chevalier, Mia stood in front of the flat door bearing the number 1115 dark brown.
Mia, can you come to our studio tomorrow at 10 a.m? It's at the Time Warner Center in Manhattan.
As soon as the contents of Ben's message last night that makes his sleep feel not good. Feelings of excitement and nervousness mixed into one.
He pressed the bell a few times. Mia confirmed the position of the violin bag she was carrying and took a deep breath. Try to be as normal as possible.
A few minutes waiting, the door was opened and a slightly puffy middle-aged woman who was none other than Marry, the house assistant, smiled kindly at him.
"Are you Mia?"
"Emm . yes." Mia nodded.
"Hi, I'm Marry." The woman shook Mia's hand tightly. "Please, Ben and the others are waiting for you."
Marry let the girl in. Mia turned her gaze around the entire room. Marveled. It is very good for a music studio. The design is minimalist yet elegant. A few steps from it there is a glass-walled room in which the members of The Rebellion have gathered. Ben seems to be busy with his guitar. The man was bare-chested, showing a tattoo with a cross wrapped around a snake on his back. Mia's eyes didn't blink looking at him.
"You can go straight in there."
Mia gasped at Marry's voice. The woman pointed towards the door which was also made of glass.
"If you need anything, call me."
"Thanks." -."
Mia took a deep breath - deep. His steps slowly towards the glass room which seemed to be a two-way mirror. Because Ben and the others didn't see his presence. The girl knocked on the door slowly.
Mia saw Marcus walking towards the door and opened it. His face sparkled when he saw Mia standing in front of the door.
"Hey, sweety, come on in." Marcus snatches Mia's hand instantly making the girl unable to dodge.
"Look who's coming!" Marcus exclaims.
Ben smiles seeing the clumsy Mia being held by Marcus. "Hi, Mia." said.
Mia waved at Ben, Greg and Liam. Then took down the violin from his carrier.
"Have you learned the song I sent you?" ask Ben. A few days ago, Mia received a backup recording of a song that Ben sent by email. Icarus With You, the title of the song.
"Yes, I've learned it."
"Prepare your violin first" said Ben.
"Ah, yes." Mia picked up the violin that she had placed on the floor not far from where they were sitting.
"You're free to set your violin tone, I won't brief you. Emm .. Just use your feelings and your imagination." Ben explains like a teacher to his students.
But the eagle painting on Ben's chest distracts Mia. The girl gulped her saliva with great difficulty.
"Obviously, your violin will be dominant in this song, in the intro, between vocals, melody to the end." Ben continued.
"O - okay." Mia stuttered.
Ben rang his guitar starting the intro. "As soon as the guitar came in, the violin came in too. Let's try."
Mia nodded. Then follow Ben's guitar with his violin swipes. A tone suddenly appeared in his head, upon hearing the intro made by the man.
And now I fly closer
In the night is going on for a closet
And million miles ahead and I keep falling, all over
The day slides like an orange glow in hell
But I can't tell
And you're near now, I want this, near me in my life
But we can't take this for answers and tomorrow
***
"What do you think of Mia?" Ben turned to Greg, sucked his cigarette deep - and then exhaled his smoke into the air. His feet were pulled up onto the table. His left hand held a bottle of beer that was still fully filled.
"Sweet," said Greg.
"No. That's not what I meant. The violin game, pretty good or not." Ben clucked.
Greg chuckles. "She's brilliant. Very talented and ...."
The man smoked his cigarette for a moment. "She's sweet."
"You're just like Marcus" grumbled Ben. Kicked a glimpse of Greg's leg which was also on the table.
"Don't you feel that Mia is so sweet?" greg asked arrived - arrived.
"Well, maybe .. I don't pay much attention."
"Not really or not?"
"What are you talking about?" Ben leaned his back against the back of the sofa. Back to smoking his cigarette inside. Look at the sky with a blank look.
"O come on, Ben .you know what I'm talking about."
Ben shook his head slowly. "Okay, I gota be honest, she remembers me of Laras, a little bit."
Greg smiled wryly. He noticed there was a change in Ben's facial water when he said the words he just now. I don't know, between happy and restless.
"Don't look at me like that, breng sek!" the careless Maki Ben was noticed in such a way by his best friend.
"You don't want to reopen your heart?"
"Never!"
"But you look pathetic, Ben." Greg chuckles.
"Go you!"
"Come, Ben .. Mia the right girl for you."
"Whatever."
***
Slippage photos - Brandon Boyd ah.
