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[didge]

there were two words that didge could use to describe lollapalooza, and they were 'epically awesome'. it really was. there was no better place to hold a music festival than the windy city of chicago, illnois. actually, there was newport in rhode island for the folk festival but they were mostly upper-class attendees. here at lollapalooza there were more alternative mainstream bands playing. that, and coachella ( which she loved just as much ). this was about her fifth time coming here, and second time playing. actually, her band vintage september had just ended their performance for the festival on one of the smaller stages. of course, there were people there to see them. fans nonethless, while the rest were there to check out new music. bridget hadn't expected a great amount of people like expected for lady gaga or even vampire weekend, but there were enough people. it didn't matter to didge anyway because all she cared about was that their band was able to perform at one of her favourite music festivals in the country.

the performance went down great. she jumped around on stage with a tambourine, played on the keyboard, and even took out the ukulele. nothing out of the ordinary for a vintage september performance, but always fun and never a bore. that's what bridget loved about performing - she could never get sick of it how much she tried. it was exciting, thrilling, and to share music that made people happy was a major aspiration for her. being a band that wasn't a big name, they had been scheduled before midday on the first day - which bridget liked to joke that the organisers wanted to "get them over and done with". it probably wasn't really the case, and didge actually appreciated it because it meant she could go off into the crowd for the rest of the lollapalooza days and watch the other bands and do what lollapaloozers usually did. also, their stage was close to the kidzapalooza stage so she could admire the cute little kids running around while getting to know real music. they looked epically cute too - with their fake tattoos and coloured hair. if she had a kid that she brought to lollapalooza, she would have had a very hard time deciding on whether to see other bands or stay with her kid. she figured it wouldn't be that bad to see alternative kiddie bands so she could live with staying at kidzapalooza for the whole day. then again, if jay were to be there she'd leave the kid with him.

once she and jay had finished signing autographs at the f.y.e booth, she sneaked right off into the lollapalooza crowd to experience the festival like she usually would. her two sisters here as well, but off listening to other bands with their own friends. as for bridget, well, she had jay, but he was busy doing his own thing with the boys that played in their band. not that bridget minded. truth be told, she actually liked going around by herself. plus she and jay had been spending too much time together - only having come back from shows around canada. then after this festival, they were off again to tennessee and few other southern states before finishing their tour at the hollywood bowl back home in california. then after that, bridge knew she had to start writing the score for slayer by night, and possibly avoid that stuntman spencer who randomly kissed her when she visited the set back in toronto last month. that night the band came face to face with ten chocolate cakes that bridget had baked because that incident had somewhat upset her.

she looked down at her printed out line up schedule and the official map in her other hand. to be honest, the bands playing this year weren't as exciting as she had anticipated. what was worse was that lady gaga was headlining and she hated gaga. perhaps she could check out the ting tings or nine inch nails or wolfmother who were playing very soon. but she wasn't really sure. the ting tings. there, she settled on that decision. although they weren't playing for a while but bridget thought she could hang around the closest lolla lounge and lounge around until then. so she started walking with sunglasses on and the vintage summer dress she wore during her performance. sure, it gathered a little attention from a few fans in the crowd who asked for photos, but she finally escaped when she arrived at the lolla lounge gate and showed off her v.i.p wrist band to the security guard who gingerly let her in.

walking over to the bar, she considered ordering an alcoholic beverage, but when she stood at the counter, she settled on lemonade instead. after obtaining the drink she turned around and scanned the area for an extra patch of green grass facing the stage. and alas, she had found the perfect spot under a tree, which she headed towards and sat down with her drink in hand. she sat cross-legged like a second grader and brushed down any dirt from the skirt of her dress before placing her small bag right beside her. taking off her sunglasses, she placed them on her head and took a sip of her lemonade, taking in the view.

oh hai. this thread here is tagged for no one, is currently completed, and the word count is a lot. i'm gonna take credit for the image & template, and the lyrics go to she & him. lastly i have to say, i had a burst of bridget!muse hence the lengthy reply!

[erica]

this is where hell breaks loose

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Lollapalooza...Not really a place you would expect to see Cash Cooper. It was full of wannabe bands whom no one has ever heard of unless of course you just live to discover unknown bands and once those unknown bands become famous you're that person who tells all your friends that you've been listening to their music way before anyone else knew of them. God he hated it when people said that. No one cares how long you've been listening to some stupid band. They're famous now, don't get your underwear in a knot just because everyone on earth can sing every lyric to your favorite "unknown" band's song. The sort of music showcased at Lollapalooza wasn't really Cash's style. In fact, the only band he was a fan of was 3OH!3, but he wasn't really sure he could consider them a band. They're really just two guys who rap/sing about random and sometimes hilarious subjects. But other than that, Cash was more into hip hop and rap. Sure there were a few songs from a few bands on his Ipod, but he didn't delve so deep into the rock/alternative world that he has more than one song from a band's album on his playlist. So why was Cash wandering the grounds of Lollapalooza? Well, it was a chance to socialize and who knows, maybe he'll find a band that he likes. Plus, he heard Lady Gaga was going to make an appearance and as crazy/weird as she was, her music wasn't that bad. Not to mention he had a friend of a friend hook him up with a spiffy V.I.P. wristband so he could get into the cool exclusive areas and meet some of the performers...Like he wanted to meet these weirdos. He was mainly here for the food and the alcohol.

Besides, Chicago was a great city and this would be a good way to kick back and relax before filming for Slayer By Night began. Well, it would be his first of two vacations before Slayer By Night began filming and Chicago was definitely a far cry from Hawaii, but still it was considered a vacation nonetheless. But as Cash walked around, he found himself bored of the mediocre performances going on throughout the various stages scattered around the Lollapalooza grounds. He managed to snag an itinerary for the day, so he could see who else was playing besides the famous Lady G. A few bands he'd recognized, like Green Day, The Ting Tings, Kings of Leon, MGMT, and B.O.B (who was by far his favorite on the list), but the rest he knew nothing about. It was surprising though to see the bands he did know of, his expression showing his surprise without holding back. It was so obviously obvious that this was his first Lolla event and when he first arrived he wasn't sure what to expect. All he knew was that if he missed B.O.B's performance then the whole day would be a waste. It was then that he realized he had gotten himself entangled into a small crowd hovering in front of one of the stages, watching some band he of course didn't recognize. He hadn't realized it until some crazy fan bumped into him trying to get closer to the stage. His eyes tore from the itinerary to glare at the crazed fan who of course hadn't even noticed Cash. He brushed it off and looked up on stage, watching as a young woman pranced around with a tambourine. His eyebrows furrowed, unable to help the short chuckle that left his lips. What the hell was she doing? It had to be the weirdest, well, one of the weirdest performances he's ever witnessed and yet one of those things where he couldn't look away.

When it was over, he was left a bit baffled. Well that was fuckin' weird, he muttered to himself as he turned on his heel and continued his aimless wandering. It wasn't long before he found himself one of the V.I.P Lolla lounges to chill in. He got himself a beer, even though it wasn't his favorite form of alcohol. But he doubted he would find any hard liquor around here, so beer would just have to do. Standing, he leaned an elbow on the bar as he people watched. He could see Lady Gaga performing on one of the distant stages, sporting one of her bizarre outfits as usual. His eyes then fell upon the strange girl from earlier, the one who played the tambourine oh so well. Without a second thought he walked over to the petite girl. He sat next to her, sipping at his beer before speaking up. That was an...interesting performance you did there, he began, drawing his knees up to his chest so that his arms could rest atop of them, letting his hands dangle above his feet. How long have you been “mastering” the tambourine? he questioned, a twang of sarcasm lacing his tone.

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[didge]

It was through her peripheral vision that she noticed someone approach her space and sit down beside her. She glanced over thinking he was just there because it was the only spot free to sit, plus it had a great view of the stage. It felt a bit uneasy that some stranger had come to sit down beside her, and she turned her head back to face the stage free to leave him be and drink his beer. His intention to speak to her wasn't realised until he actually did speak. And it was to comment on her band's performance earlier on in the day. In an odd way she was really glad to hear that it was 'interesting'. She could always take that word as a compliment because at least that way it wasn't 'boring'. She would have also gone with 'strange' and 'odd', though Gaga pretty much had that honour, being from another planet and all. God, Bridget hated Gaga.

Turning her head back to face him once again, she flatly smiled in appreciation, "Thanks, I'll take that as a compliment." She said before taking a sip of her lemonade. She herself wasn't so sure if his tone of voice meant that he liked their performance or not. Not like she really cared about what everyone else thought anyway. Like she kept telling herself - as long as she was enjoying herself on stage it was all that mattered. Perhaps they could amp up the appeal by wearing crazy costumes like her fictional band did in Yes Man, or like Lady Gaga. Bridget knew she should have borrowed some costumes from her day around the Slayer By Night set. They were vampire clothes for Heaven's sake! People would have loved that. Or maybe next time they could wear vampire makeup with the pale faces, red eyes and fangs. Ah, there were so many awesome costume ideas that Bridge wasn't going to share. As if. Like their songs really accommodated to Bridget and Jay wearing fangs. She was crazy, but not that crazy.

Her tambourine was almost like a trusted companion. Sure, she had her keyboard and more especially her ukulele, but those instruments were more likely to break. A tambourine however was a bit more sturdy and not to mention it was that fucking easy to play... if you had a sense of rhythm. And Bridget thought she had the best sense of rhythm around. At least out of her whole band. Actually no that wasn't true, but she often liked to think it. She was good enough however to be playing it while jumping around at the same time. Well, it was more of a bouncing around. She was like a small blue bouncy ball with long brown hair. "I've been playing for fifty years," she said. Though her own sarcasm sounded serious through her monotoned voice, there was still a hint of cheekiness in it. "Why? Did my fifty years of practice pay off on stage?" she asked. Bridget liked to think that she was somewhat okay with playing the tambourine, but there wasn't any harm in getting someone else's opinion. They were after all the one who listened to her play.

"Hey, have I seen you somewhere before?" Being a straight forward kind of girl, she had to know where she'd seen this fellow before. He looked very familiar, which was quite rare considering she never really paid much attention to people who weren't important to her around her. Unless of course she'd talked to them online or she'd seen them in the papers. She took another sip of lemonade and carefully placed the drink down beside her on the grass, all the while still trying to think of where she could have seen him. Perhaps if he had said his name she would have been able to make light on this - she was better with names.

oh hai. this thread here is tagged for cash/erica, is currently completed, and the word count is 650. i'm gonna take credit for the image & template, and the lyrics go to she & him. lastly i have to say, a little shorter than i expected, sorreh.