I was in the shower, and I've been there for about... two hours? I don't know. I lost track of time. All I know is that I feel dirty, and the water wasn't helping. Vinyl hadn't tried to get me out, but I'm kinda glad she hasn't.
"YO, Blank Flank, get out here!"
Speak of the devil...
"Seriously, if this is about earlier, it doesn't matter... it was clearly an accident." Vinyl yelled over the water.
I turned down the flow.
"And if it makes ya feel better, I was fifteen when I got my first kiss, and sixteen by the time I got seriously hammered. What are you, like... two days old?"
And on goes the water again.
"SERIOUSLY?!... I got more news though, Octavia sent tickets so we can go see one of her performances."
Off goes the water again... I dried myself off, and opened the door to meet Vinyl.
"Hello..." Vinyl said as her jaw dropped and her shades fell off.
"What?"
"Nothing, your mane's still wet though... yeah, so... about Octavia! First off, you're going with me to a gig, then we're taking a train to Canterlot. We'll meet her at one of her favorite bar's!"
"You sound a little excited to be going to a bar." I said deadpan.
"That's because her favorite bar... is also one of my favorite clubs!"
"Cool, so... can you tell me what a 'gig' is?"
"I knew It!" Vinyl screamed.
"What?!" I was extremely confused at her accusation... all I asked was 'What's a gig'.
"I knew it was to good to be true!" Vinyl stormed around the room.
"What's to good to be true?"
"You might have fooled me with your use of slang, but I knew that nopony with an accent like yours is that cool!"
"What do you mean? I don't have an accent."
"PLEASE! You sound like you come straight from Trottingham!"
"Okay... where's Trottingham, and Canterlot for that matter?"
"I... Oh yeah, I forgot... you wouldn't know... what a gig is... would ...you... SO! I'm gonna get ready, we're going to have to leave by midnight."
"What am I suppose to do?" I asked getting kind of annoyed at the mare in front of me.
"All I got to do is go shopping... but it might take a couple hours... You could probably mess around in the music room, just don't break Tavi's instruments... and don't mess up my tracks." She said as she stood at the elevator.
I hugged Vinyl goodbye, I'm not sure why, and made my way into the music room. It was filled with a menagerie of instruments, and some of Vinyl's tech. I decided my first order of business would be listening to some of the songs these two mares have made...
Octavia stuck with melody, but obviously had Vinyl help master the pieces, it was unique, and entertaining. Most of her pieces focused on bringing out the powerful emotions of love, and sadness.
Vinyl Scratch liked her bass. It was clear, after listening to a couple of her songs, that she had Octavia help her out with the melody, and raw sound so she could have something to work with. Vinyl's tracks loved to pull out your adrenalin. It was suppose to get you hyped...
Now it was my turn...
(Three hours later)
Raw sound recordings... Bass up'd by a thousand... My own little flare. I had something... something good. Now the question is 'Does anypony else thing this is good?' Lucky for me, Scratch just got home, and before you ask... yeah, I am smiling with the most menacing smile I can make.
"Whats up Blank Flank?" Vinyl said as she walked into the room.
"I just made a song." I said still smiling.
"Oh yeah? Let me hear... and stop smiling like that, you're freaking me out."
"Okay... you might want to hold onto something."
It started with strings... raw, and beautiful. Then the percussion... oh, the sweet percussion. Combine both with a hint of FX for some dramatic build up... then glitch the system. Drop the bass with the wrath of a thousand gods, and steam for two seconds, no more, and no less, for a bass that is twenty percent more powerful then anything Vinyl could dream of. Add vocal synthetics, and stir vigorously. Pop that sucker into your eardrums for roughly five minutes to get your self one tasty ass meal... excuse my language... how un-lady like.
"So... what do you think?"
"Th... that was... how? How is that even... I. CanIusethisatmygig?" Vinyl asked, wearing the biggest puppy dog eyes ever, it didn't even matter that she still had her sunglasses on.
"Um... yeah, not a problem." I said. I thought the song was good, but not that good.
Vinyl was jumping up, and down. Literally off the walls. Note to self, Scratch is easily excited. Then she stopped suddenly.
"What's wrong?" I asked. Vinyl was staring at me, and it was freaking me out more then my smile freaked her out.
"Um... Nothing Blank Flank, but your flank ain't so blank anymore. I'd say good job... but I don't know what I'm looking at."
I walked over to a mirror, and checked out my hindquarters.
"I think it's a flower of... bass clefs? Oh, and there is little treble clefs in there too." I told Vinyl.
"Yeah... I see it!" she paused for a second. "I don't think I've ever seen a cutie mark this intricate before."
"Yeah..." I couldn't stop looking at it.
"Well... we should get going. My gig's gonna start soon, and after that its straight to Canterlot."
"Yeah, yeah... lets go, I want to see why you're so excited about using my song in your gig."
And with that we took off. On the way Vinyl insisted I wear some, and I quote 'totally dope shades'. Indeed, they were pretty cool. They completely blocked any light from coming out of them, but let all the light go into them, so it was like I wasn't wearing sunglasses in the first place. We spent a few quite moments walking, hindered by my inability to walk ten feet without slipping on some ice, or tripping on a pebble. Eventually we got to our destination... essentially it was a giant warehouse, modified with neon lighting, and I'm sure many other luxuries, but we where still outside, and I can't see through walls...yet.
There was an extremely long line... it seemed to stretch on for miles, but before I could get to entranced by all the other ponies, Vinyl pulled me around the back, and took me in through the staff entrance. She gave me a tag attached to a necklace, and told me to never take it off. Apparently It gave me access to go anywhere I please, even up on stage with Vinyl if I wanted. It also let me get free beverages, but I think I'd prefer to stay clear of any alcohol. "Listen, if you get lost, just look for the stage, and head toward it." She yelled at me, trying to beat the crowed who were chanting 'VI NYL, VI NYL, VI NYL. Etc.'
I followed Vinyl onstage for her introduction, and first set. I looked out over the crowed, and realized that this... this was going to be a long night.