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“Um, yeah”

“Hey, Ryan, let ‘em listen to some of the stuff we’ve recorded,” Derek called over his shoulder

Ryan fired up the cos They were good – not great, but good, like a lot of stuff you hear on college radio The tunes were actually pretty catchy Derek’s singing was strong and occasionally sexy The lyrics weren’t bad, though they kind of tended towards the melodramatic and self-important

But the drum stuff was meh It sounded like it was all done on a druuitar parts, while coe

But holy shit, the bass was crazy

I never even notice the bass guitar in round, a co the beat But in these songs, the bass was front and center

I looked at Ryan after one little bass solo “Is that you?”

“Yeah,” he admitted sheepishly

“That’s awesome,” I said

He rubbed his close-cropped hair with an aw shucks grin and blushed

“What about e of petulance

“The singing’s really good, too,” I reassured him

He still looked grureat?”

“Well… it’s just… it’s not as cool as when you were singing the songs ten o”

“Give s ever written,” he said “Iout, but we’re not fuckin’ Led Zeppelin or the Beatles”

“Yeah, I know,” I said, afraid I had offended him

“The druuitar, but we really need a great guitarist, so”

“I think you guys are aweso a little more