Post by Mackenzie Holden on Jul 24, 2005 1:49:22 GMT
"Julian, don't worry about it. Look, sit." Mack pushed her producer into a chair and massaged his shoulders. Julian let his head loll forward, "You are way too stressed, this is going to be fine. My music, is great, and well with your production skills we're going to do fine." Mack told him as she took a seat opposite of him. She propped her chin up in her hands, which was propped up on the glass table in front of her. They were sitting outside of the Three Broomsticks, discussing the record label. It was stressing Julian out too much, and Mack couldn't help but feel she was the calm one when she shouldn't be. Wasn't she supposed to be the one who freaks out over a bombed concert, or a mess up in the vocal pitches or something like that? Not Julian. The 18 year old sighed as he nodded. Mack wondered at times how he became a record label producer at such a young age. Mack didn't have to worry about him being a muggle, he had produced the Weird Sisters years before- he had mentioned something about his dad being in the business before him.
"You're right. You're right! I'm sorry, I'm spazzing on you. OK let's look at what we've got. We have to do a photoshoot, finish recording, and then try to book a show at a club." Julian smiled at her, his green eyes sparkling with anticipation. Mack nodded and smiled as she sat back in her chair, lounging as to look comfortable. Julian took out a packet of papers and handed half of them to Mack, "Alright- these are lyrics, I want you to go through and make a rhythm to them, once you've finished that- we'll work on your new song." He handed her a pen and looked at her expectantly. Mack raised an eyebrow and looked through the pile, "Um, hey, Jule. I like the exercise and all, but can't we just write the song? I work better, freely." She didn't want to go through and write rhythms to pre-written lyrics. Julian lowered his sunglasses over his eyes, and sent Mack a flashing grin- "Sure. What have you got?"
That was what Mack liked about Julian, he was willing to do anything if it involved song writing. He once stated his managers made him do all the exercise things, he would rather just make music. Mack pulled her acoustic guitar up on her lap and started to strum, "Whenever we're together no one's a star, I can pour it all out right from the heart. If it's up to me we'll never be apart. I'm in love with my guitar." It was the chorus, and it was all Mack had so far- and she didn't expect it to be the best thing she had ever written, but she figured it was something as opposed to the absolute nothing Julian and Jamie had come up with the days before. Mack watched as Julian picked up his guitar and started to pick up the beat, starting to work on the verses. He sang with beauty and Mack smiled, "I've been tryin' too hard, I've been spinnin' around, got people chasin' me down. I've gotta find a way back to my world, somehow, somehow. Right now I wanna get lost inside of a song, where there's no right or wrong. In my room all alone is where I belong. My life is mine once I'm behind the door."
"Whenever we're together no one's a star, I can pour it all out right from the heart. If it's up to me, we'll never be apart. I'm in love with my guitar." Mack finished with the chorus, there was going to be more to the song- she was sure of it. She set her guitar down, took a drink from her water- and nearly sprayed it all over when Julian stopped playing and made a face at her, "It's Gimicky Coorperate Crap. But the listeners will love it. Got to hand it to you, Mack, you know what the people want." She set her glass down and smiled with a slight blush, "Lots of inspiration and lots of eager to pleasing." Mack tucked some of her hair behind her ear and Julian chuckled, he continued to play his guitar softly as Mack looked around. Her eyes stopped on a figure of someone she thought looked familiar.
"Maddie?"
"You're right. You're right! I'm sorry, I'm spazzing on you. OK let's look at what we've got. We have to do a photoshoot, finish recording, and then try to book a show at a club." Julian smiled at her, his green eyes sparkling with anticipation. Mack nodded and smiled as she sat back in her chair, lounging as to look comfortable. Julian took out a packet of papers and handed half of them to Mack, "Alright- these are lyrics, I want you to go through and make a rhythm to them, once you've finished that- we'll work on your new song." He handed her a pen and looked at her expectantly. Mack raised an eyebrow and looked through the pile, "Um, hey, Jule. I like the exercise and all, but can't we just write the song? I work better, freely." She didn't want to go through and write rhythms to pre-written lyrics. Julian lowered his sunglasses over his eyes, and sent Mack a flashing grin- "Sure. What have you got?"
That was what Mack liked about Julian, he was willing to do anything if it involved song writing. He once stated his managers made him do all the exercise things, he would rather just make music. Mack pulled her acoustic guitar up on her lap and started to strum, "Whenever we're together no one's a star, I can pour it all out right from the heart. If it's up to me we'll never be apart. I'm in love with my guitar." It was the chorus, and it was all Mack had so far- and she didn't expect it to be the best thing she had ever written, but she figured it was something as opposed to the absolute nothing Julian and Jamie had come up with the days before. Mack watched as Julian picked up his guitar and started to pick up the beat, starting to work on the verses. He sang with beauty and Mack smiled, "I've been tryin' too hard, I've been spinnin' around, got people chasin' me down. I've gotta find a way back to my world, somehow, somehow. Right now I wanna get lost inside of a song, where there's no right or wrong. In my room all alone is where I belong. My life is mine once I'm behind the door."
"Whenever we're together no one's a star, I can pour it all out right from the heart. If it's up to me, we'll never be apart. I'm in love with my guitar." Mack finished with the chorus, there was going to be more to the song- she was sure of it. She set her guitar down, took a drink from her water- and nearly sprayed it all over when Julian stopped playing and made a face at her, "It's Gimicky Coorperate Crap. But the listeners will love it. Got to hand it to you, Mack, you know what the people want." She set her glass down and smiled with a slight blush, "Lots of inspiration and lots of eager to pleasing." Mack tucked some of her hair behind her ear and Julian chuckled, he continued to play his guitar softly as Mack looked around. Her eyes stopped on a figure of someone she thought looked familiar.
"Maddie?"
Sorry if it's a bit short as well.))