July 13, 2015

Rock Out

pepper keenan only had one thing on his mind, his music. He'd been playing with a lot of members of other great bands for years, but his passion was in his own as a frontman. He'd loved his music, loved the lyrics he wrote and simply loved life in general. He struck a chord on his guitar and smiled. By damn he was good and his fans verified this every chance they could. He struck another chord, then another and another with preciseness. The sound pleased his eardrums. It was almost time for the show. Just another couple of minutes and he would be rocking out in front of his fans, giving them the performance they deserved.

He watched the rest of his band-mates, checking their own instruments, making sure they were ready to give their all for their own fans. This would be the best show yet.