Wednesday, February 27, 2019

#13

The surfer guy is the one who informed the rockstar that he can have this space by this famous beach to have his gig. So we're going to check it out on what is actually there and how can we organise a show there.

Not-really-Bruce Wayne drives the Batmobile like how it's supposed to be driven. Fast and furious. It's one hell of a ride. He has been on the Batmobile for few times already so he knew what to expect. This superior German technology is really something. Because it's a superfast moving machine, the ride only took like 20 minutes when it will normally take at least half an hour.

As they reached there, surfer guy brings them to this hut cum small shop where they met with this Afghan guy and his French girlfriend. The Afghan guy is quite friendly but his girlfriend is not so. Maybe because she can't speak English very well. He thinks. Anyway, he thought that the Afghan guy is the owner of this space but it turns out he's not. So surfer guy brings him to this owner of the space.

They walk towards this kinda huge tree by the beach to meet the owner. As they are reaching to where the owner is, he feels it's like in a mafia's godfather or a drug cartel movie where the scene when someone needs to see the leader, the leader is busy playing with the kids. So that's how he feels when he sees that the owner is busy playing with his kids under this kinda huge tree. Minus the bodyguards of course.

As he shakes the owner's hand, he immediately shakes off the Godfather's theme song that is playing in his mind. He can get carried away sometimes. They smile at each other and introduced themselves. The conversation starts with the space and what he should do first in order to organise a show there. He was expecting it to be a club near the beach but it seems like the owner doesn't have that kinda facility and can only offer a spot near the beach. Everything needs to be put up from scratch. Also he needs to come up with a proposal to use the spot because some areas are owned by the state's royalty. Jeez. That's just too much work. He thinks to himself.

When there is too much work just to put up a show for a few bands playing, then it's not really worth it. He already made up his calculations. To set up a stage. To put up fence around the area so people can't get in for free. To get the equipments for the show. Too much effort and money. He can't afford that. This kinda stuff is best for bigger events where you can opt for sponsors and this can only happen in about a year time. All the proposals, approvals, promotions and shits. You can't do it in a few months time. This is just too much.

He didn't tell the owner what he thinks about all this instead, he tells him that he will think about it. The owner is talking a lot about being mindful to the tenants around the area. Music can't be played after midnight and not to have problems with the authority blah..blah..blah. He was not paying attention. Instead, he's focusing more on the beautiful ocean. It's sunny and breezy. He feels alive and loves the feeling of being near the sea. He feels blessed.

As he shakes the owner's hand again to bid goodbye, the Godfather's theme song plays softly in his mind. He always get carried away...


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