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revealing the
drummer for Fallen Tuesday behind his kit. He held a drumstick in the air and
continued to kick. Then came the sound of a rumbling bass, followed by a light
on the bassist. Rick knew it was just an open note, something anyone could have
played, but in the moment of the show, it was everything.
    Rick took his hands from
his ears and leaned forward.
    Next came the guitars,
with the first with a power chord that filled the speakers with a scream. The
second guitar came in with a bended note high up the neck that came down with a
slide filled with reverb. The effect was the sound of something crashing to the
ground. Except it was a musical note and that crashing ended with a chord that
matched the first guitar.
    The final light came on
to an empty mic stand.
    Rick flickered a smile.
    Had something happened?
    In that moment he hated
himself. Did he really just almost think - or wish - some kind of bad fate for
a band? Rick sat back and shook his head. When the mic stand came into view on
the screen, Rick noticed the actual mic was missing. He wasn’t sure if most
fans would recognize this or not.
    The swelling of music
continued and just when it got to a breaking point, the lead singer of Fallen
Tuesday - Luke – appeared in front of the first row of seats. Right in the
middle of the crowd. He stood and waved his hands, bringing the crowd back to a
wild roar.
    Then he started to sing.
    The band started to play.
    And everything was in
perfect sync.
    Luke jumped the barrier
to the floor, right into the middle of the crowd on the floor, singing as he
walked and pushed his way towards the stage. It took through the first verse
and chorus to get to the stage and when Luke made it there, he climbed up,
turned around, and opened his arms.
    He didn’t need to say a
thing... they were Fallen Tuesday.
    Rick caught himself
shivering for a few seconds, his skin breaking out in goosebumps. What Luke had
done was a total rockstar move. Something like that brought the fans to a whole
new level. They weren’t just at the show then, they were part of the show. They
were in the middle of the show. It had nothing to do with fancy setups and
screens... it had to do with the band becoming part of the crowd and the crowd
becoming part of the band.
    Rick leaned forward and
put his elbows on the railing in front of him. He hoped Chasing Cross was
watching this...
    The show continued and
Luke refused to stay in one spot. The lead singer of Fallen Tuesday moved
corner to corner on the stage. He reached for the closest fans and pointed to
the ones miles away. He found the fans who had the worst seats possible and
made sure they received some love. Those who sat on the side of the stage
didn’t have the best view, but that didn’t deter the band at all. During one of
the songs, Luke got the two guitarists (Rick vaguely remembered them being
named Jake and Gary... or was it... Gray ?)
and took them to the side stage. They stood together, playing an entire verse
so the fans on the side got a piece of the show too. That’s what made a band
huge. It was the same kind of stuff Chasing Cross did.
    Fallen Tuesday played for
about an hour. When the last song came to an end, Luke told the crowd it was
their show. That they should be cheering for themselves, because they came,
they danced, they rocked out. Guitar picks, bass picks, drumsticks, and shirts
were thrown into the crowd. The band stood with their arms around each other and
took a bow. Jake patted Luke on his chest, smiling, and said something that
obviously nobody heard.
    Rick knew what it was
though.
    It was something about
playing with Chasing Cross.
    That’s when it really hit
him that someone else was going to sit in his seat.
    His seat.
    His drums.
    His... band...
    For the next thirty
minutes Rick sat and watched as the stage was set for Chasing Cross. When the
cover was taken off the drums, the cymbals glistened from the stage lights like
they were brand new. Rick refused to