After Vinyl goes a little too far, Octavia makes a shocking claim about her music. Vinyl should really just ignore it and let it go.
Vinyl can't let anything go.
After Vinyl goes a little too far, Octavia makes a shocking claim about her music. Vinyl should really just ignore it and let it go.
Vinyl can't let anything go.
I really enjoyed this! Major thanks for the shout-out to my favourite 20th century composer Karlheinz Stockhausen - wonderful!
Vinyl is dead. Doesn't matter about the table. She's a goner. No more DJ. Ever read Octavia Snaps? Aye. Snapped.
It was nice knowing you Vinyl.
Good story though!
Hey, I wrote a review of this fic. It can be found here.
Overall, it is a really good Vinyl and Octavia comedy.
Well done!
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Yeah; at the time, I didn't realise how to format on this site. I've debated whether or not to fix up this (and Fleet), so...sorry about the slight mess!
So one point I'm confused about - what did happen to the cello? When Octavia came home and snapped Vinyl out of her panic, I thought that it might have been some sort of hallucination or something. The ending, though, seemed to imply that the cello was indeed broken.
Either way, this was a fun read!
If Vinyl was simply a listener of music, then this would`ve worked...
The problem is, that to compose anything that won`t rape your ears, you kind of need to have some idea of theory. And all musical theory is based on classic. So Vinyl simply couldn`t be unaware that all that she does can be traced back to what Octavia does.
Glorious. Needs more views.
Octavia x Vinyl Scratch
Anyway... I Loved it
The cliffhanger! It burns!