The singer looked over at Gavin, then
smiled, nodding.
“I guess it is ‘top’.”
He said, then he settled back a bit.
“So, what is it that I inspired you to do?”
He asked curiously, clearly interested in what Gavin had
to say. He was a curious person, he liked learning things
about new people he met.
he let out a small laugh, before a grin settling on his face.
“ it wasn’t so much as what you did, more of what your stage crew didn’t do..”
gavin stopped himself, scratching the side of his larger then normal nose.
that really made his crew sound bad…but it was true. they weren’t doing their
jobs right..
“ er, me and my mate, meg went to a gig of yours a while ago..and they were showing a live
video of you, while you were performing on stage, you know, for the people who couldn’t see,
and it just looked..wrong..the angles were off, the way you look at your audience, anyone that
relied on the screen, was buggered, honestly..it was just a video, yeah, but like that’s the only
way some people can see you, and if that’s wrong, then they’re not gonna get the right idea about
you..all because of that video…i guess it was from then, you kinda made me want to show that
audience the real person singing, not just rushed frames to the beat of the music..”
gavin looked away again. that sounded stupid, and weird. god he sounded so weird. why?…
why did he come here, to embarrass himself..
“ and then i remembered you made your dreams happen, with all this…and it just made me believe i could make my own dream, of showing other people, that there is another person on the otherside of that camera, it’s not just an image..”