DISCLAIMER: I do not own Drake and Josh or any original characters/locations/etc. from the show. I do lay claim to the plot, in all it's anxiety...

3rd project in as many months! I hope you enjoy what's to come with this one :)

Another night, another show.

Or maybe not just another show. Nah, I guess tonight is pretty special. I've been away from San Diego for about a year now, on tour for my first record, and tonight is my first show back in all that time.

I won't lie, I'm feeling pretty nervous now. I've still got a little over 30 minutes until I have to go out on stage, and it's not moving very fast at all. Even though it's still a while to go, I can hear them all, out there. Yelling my name. I mean, that's crazy! Half an hour to go? The place shouldn't even be full yet.

Sometimes, it still feels incredible, that I made it this far on my own. Actually, that's not fair. There's no way that I could have done this on my own.

This music business is tough, and I can remember all the times when I came close to giving up completely. And I don't just mean that wack first deal I signed with Spin City, there's been a lot more than that to it…

So, let's just say it's been a ride. But I sure as hell wasn't on my own. Come to think of it, I actually had more help on my side than I thought. For one thing, I've got all those people standing out in the audience, all the fans, old and new. I do this for them. Not just for them, but they are a big part of it. And when I knew that, I guess I knew that I had to keep going. That I wanted to keep going.

"Hey, Drake," a crew member calls through my door, "30 minutes, yeah?"

"Sure, man."

I hear him walk off, and I gotta say, it makes me think. 30 minutes. 30 more minutes until I'm back where it all started for me. It's feels like it's just yesterday I played my first big show at this same arena. God, I even had to go begging and borrow money from my girlfriend's parents to pay for it, which she has no problem teasing me about even now. But don't worry, I more than paid them back after that. Getting noticed by a label guy and signing a new big deal can be helpful like that.

Yeah, I remember that show and the crowd. I can see all the faces in my head now. All those fans that were behind me when I was still in high school, when I wasn't Drake Parker, the worldwide-famous musician. Back when I was just Drake Parker, the cocky, slacker musician. I'm proud of the fact that, by now, I know most of them well. But whether they were family, friends, people that I just knew by name, or randoms that came to a show and popped up at every one since then, they all supported me by being there and cheering every time I strummed a chord or stepped up to the mic.

That's a pretty cool feeling, now that I think about it.

Maybe I should space out backstage more often.

So, let's see. The fans. Yeah, they're definitely a big part of why I do this. To entertain them, and make them feel good. Because when they're screaming my name, or dancing along to something I've written, or clapping their hands high above their head, that's pretty special.

First chapter down in this subconscious trip. This project is really mellow, something to keep the lights on between my ears, and something to chill with before I get heavily involved with my big Warehouse 13 follow-up to "Fractures" further down the track. Check out my profile page for further updates.

In the meantime, fire away with your feedback, if you like :) I won't judge if you don't.