Sept 25 - Music Department, Practice Room

[Constantine McGraw]

"If I don't learn crap, I can't get talked into playing it." Con pointed out with a grin.

[Will Stanton]

"Oh, just make up your minds, will ya, or I"m gonna pull out some Bee Gees or something and drive the both of ya out of here," Will smiles, adjusting the mike with a third hand.

[Kathrin Schmidt]

"Oh you just can't play it then?" she teases. "But fair enough." Cracking her knuckles she starts playing, repeating the beginning until Con joins in.

[Constantine McGraw]

"Make it Tragedy..." Con said to Will just as Kathrin started playing again. "Just don't expect me to sing it."

If only you knew... he mused as he set his hand to the guitar, lightning blazing up the strings as he played.

[Kathrin Schmidt]

Damn, should have dug out the second pedal before jumping to this...
Despite it she manages pretty well, mostly thanks to tapping heavily into abusing her powers for the base in particular as she blissfully hammers her way through the song.

[Will Stanton]

It's not a tune Will's particularly familiar with, so he's more than happy to let Con take the vocals, as he first sticks to just some simple chords before banging out something somewhat related.

[Constantine McGraw]

Con was familiar with the song and his vocals lent it a menacing air as he blazed through it.

Despite the late night, he plainly wasn't lacking energy or passion.

[Kathrin Schmidt]

As the song comes to an end Kathrin grins. "Well the piano was... an interesting touch."

[Will Stanton]

"Well, I'm not just gonna sit here and watch you two play, though, uh, yeah. Not exactly built for it.

Con, is "Highway Star" too crap for you?"

[Constantine McGraw]

Con chuckled, giving Will an odd look before flexing his fingers and launching into the opening solo.

[Will Stanton]

Now THIS is one Will knows very, very well, and he takes the lead on it, playing the keyboard parts on the piano.

[Kathrin Schmidt]

Kat just shrugs as Con starts playing and joins in, almost sleep-walking through the song after the previous one, although it's very possible she's over-acting it juuust a tad.

[Constantine McGraw]

"That one worked a little better." Con grinned as they wound down. "Although you'd almost think it was Miss Fancysticks over there that'd had the late night."

[Will Stanton]

"It's not a great set, though--hard to play something with just one guitar, drums, and a piano..."

As if on cue, an eight and a half foot tall, be-fanged, sickly green skinned mutant with a mop of shaggy blue hair walked in, carrying a Hoffner Bass. "My sincere regrets for being late, William, but our discussion on Proust ran over it's allotted time."

"Thog! Great to see you, man."

[Constantine McGraw]

"Set? I'm just passing through here..."

[Will Stanton]

"I didn't mean set as in group of songs, I meant set as in setup. Hard enough to do a band without a bass. Or a rhythm guitar."

[Constantine McGraw]

"You're putting a band together?"

[Will Stanton]

"You're putting a band together?"

"I am. Probably a little lighter than your usual fare, but I've been looking for some people to play with, since moving all the way out here--hard to jam with anyone back in New York, you know?"

[Constantine McGraw]

"Unless you spontaneously develop teleportation, yeah."

[Zachary Flint]

Zach listened to the others with a smirk. They were all pretty skilled. He wondered why some even needed the class. He guessed one could wonder the same about him. He wasn't too big of a fan of the music the others spoke of so every now and then he just played just a few brief segments of different songs.

Having chose an electric violin for today's practice, he kept the volume at a decent level as to not disturb the others much. Once he got warmed up he broke into the opening of one of his favorite songs, playing it almost flawlessly.