Rock The World
Chapter II: Singing Out Loud
It was a long flight from Chicago to New York, as the plane encountered some serve storms on the way to New York, which meant that they either get higher than the storms are or land on the ground. The captains announce that all other airport was closed due to storms, so they couldn't land due to lightning or because of the rain. Dylan now happened to look back to the man that had the demo disc and saw something he never saw except on Carl. The man was carrying a MAA studio pen and those pens are not even supposed to go outside the building, but somehow this guy got a hold on one. Dylan became more suspicion that maybe; just maybe this guy named Eddie McEed is maybe the driver of the black SUV that taken life from Carl and the limo driver. But what was this man plan was he going to execute the guys. Dylan didn't dare look at the man again until they got to the airport, which Dylan knew that was it close because one of captain announced that New York was just ahead. Tim was sitting by a woman, by the name of Sheryl; she was telling him that she had a twin that looked like her. She was skinny, a good personality, well mannered, and always loved getting on the internet to talk to single men, until she was married to a man. Her sister was the same, although the other sister wasn't there, but Sheryl kept talking about her and her sister and their stories that been thought. Tim asked her "You know your sister sounds like a person to meet, the way you put her in your stories, most gals that I meet don't even tell me that they have a sister until I see her at the table of their parent's house and they would be sitting across from me, just gazing into my eyes."
"Really, well thank you, you know my sister will be picking me up at J.F.K. International, maybe you could chat with her, but I was wondering if you have a twin brother because honey, you are cute." Said Sheryl
"No, but I got a best friend, who's single, and he in the back by the man with the long sideburns." Said Tim; as he was pointing at Drew; who was sitting by Patrick in the first class deck of the airplane.
"Oh, He is cute, so where did you and he meet then?"
"Well Drew and I knew each other, since we were just toddlers." Said Tim, as he tried to remember where he and Drew met each other.
"Wow, that's amazing, how old are you, may I ask?"
"Well I'm only 25 years old and Drew is going on to be 25 years old."
"That's insane that you two know each other since you were only toddlers…" said Sheryl as she was surprise that Drew and Tim were only 25 years old. The two kept on talking, until Patrick's cell phone went off, his ringtone was one of the early songs that band never played except on the demo disc and the man that Dylan was watching turn around to look at him. Patrick picked up the phone and answered it. No one could understand, until he jumped out of his seat and started yelling "MY WIFE JUST GAVE BIRTH TO A FIVE AND A HALF POUND BABY!!!" Dylan got up immediately and started to clap for Patrick and his new edition of his family. Everyone else got up and started to clap for Patrick after Dylan, everyone was giving him a congratulations on being a first time father. One of the flight attendant gave him a free soda, which said "congratulations on your new baby". Finally the plane land at eight in the morning at the JFK airport, where Dylan was following the man that he saw on the plane to the front gate. He saw a white limo and Mr. Yawer picking up the man that Dylan has been curious about. He knew he had to be working for MAA Studios now that he was heading for the main building. While Dylan was waiting for a car to pull so they can go see Carl at the morgue. Tim and Drew were talking were talking to Sheryl and her sister name Maya. Tim and Drew looked so good with Maya and Sheryl. Dylan called everyone on their cell phone to have them meet him at the rent-a-car area after they were done talking or shopping in the airport. Maya gave Tim her phone number on his hand and Sheryl gave the same number to Drew, then the girls walked away. Drew and Tim were in love; and you could tell it by their faces. Their faces were blushed red, their cheeks looked like cherries, and they walked and fell as they were thinking of Sheryl and Maya. Dylan looked at them and couldn't believe they were in love within ten minutes. Patrick came from a shopping centre in the airport, being four shirts with him that said "I Heart New York." Dylan turned around a saw the shirts and started to shake his head, it seemed like every time they came to JFK Patrick always seen with a new shirt or shirts for the band. Dylan noticed he also had a little baggie with him this time, and knew what ever was in there was for his new baby. Patrick came up to Dylan and said "Dylan, could you hold on, I mean aren't you just a little impatience?"
Dylan was little bit confused by what Patrick was saying, Dylan has always been a little impatience, but let Patrick call his wife, who was in the hospital resting. "Hello" came from a voice on the cell phone.
"Yes, hi can you connect me to room 45?" Said Patrick
"Yeah I can, but I got to know how's calling?" said the lobbyist
"This is Patrick Gowin, um Mrs. Marie Mae Gowin's husband!"
"Hold on a second, please." Said the lobbyist
It was about five minutes later, he heard a "Hello," from a familiar voice.
"Hi Honey, how are you and how our little guy is doing." Said Patrick
"He's doing find, but where are you? Do you know that your suppose to stay with me, just in case something happens, my mom came up and asked me that question, too, and I said I didn't know where you were, you're probably at another concert, right?" said Patrick's wife
"No honey, I don't have another concert, something came up in New York…" "NEW YORK WAS MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR OWN BABY BEING BORNED."
"No I don't think New York was important, but its Carl, he died yesterday after the concert."
"Oh, I'm sorry, about yelling at you then, but couldn't you let the others go to New York, you were only here for a day, and I thought you abandon your wife and your kid, because you weren't ready for a kid."
"That's ok, but you should know I was ready to take on a baby and watching him grow up, but what did you name the little guy?"
"I named him: Patrick Curtis Gowin Jr."
"What?"
"Yeah, Patrick Curtis Gowin Jr. is his name that makes you Sr."
"Wow…" he was crying on the phone, but these were tears of joy, because his wife named their first child after him. Dylan was holding Patrick as Patrick continues to cry. Drew and Tim came and put their hands on Patrick to let him know that were right there beside him. Patrick hung up after his brief conversation with his wife and followed everyone else. He was thinking about heading back to Chicago, to make sure everything was ok, but he didn't know if he wanted to or not. He knew that if he went back he'll have a 1 hour flight, with turning back the time to central time. But at the same time he could be with his wife and his new born son, then again if Patrick stayed in New York he would have to call to see if everything is ok, or not, he was more concern about bad news, that his son is not ok, or his wife is having a hard time. So Patrick told the guys that he couldn't come with them, because of his family, and walked back into the airport and got on a plane back to Chicago. The guys knew that a baby was more important than anything in the world, especially than a dead and probably mingled body that used to be their manager. Dylan talked to the lobbyist for a couple of minutes to get a car, she handed over a pair of keys and the owner's manual, and the guys were off to the car park. They talked for a while before trying to find the car, they couldn't find the car with the right set of keys, but they did find a limo waiting for someone at the back. Dylan thought to himself, "Why there was a limo in the clear back and the driver wasn't inside the limo." Dylan looked at the licenses plates and they were Mr. Yawer's limo that he drove around. He urged Tim and Drew to go first; they were about twenty feet ahead when Mr. Yawer came out of the repair shop, with the man that Dylan saw on the plane. Drew and Tim immediately called out to Mr. Yawer; Dylan ran up to them and tackled the two onto the ground. "Dylan what is your problem?" crooked up Drew as he was under Dylan's chest.
"Mr. Yawer doesn't know we're here."
"So, that means he can't take us, instead?"
"I know we can't find the car, but we have to keep looking."
"Hell no, I am not looking for that car, even if it means that being here all day, I won't do that, we looked everywhere and the car is not here, that lobbyist gave you the wrong set of keys Dylan, can't you see that?"
It took a minute for Dylan to figure the key that he had in his hand wasn't a key to any of the cars in this parking lot.
As Mr. Yawer was just going for the limo, Dylan voice came out "Hey Mr. Yawer." Mr. Yawer stands there looking around, confused. Then Dylan came out from behind the two cars that were hiding Tim, Drew, and Dylan. "What are you doing here Dylan; you are supposed to be in Chicago?"
"We came back, Mr. Yawer."
"Who's we, Dylan." Asked Mr. Yawer
"I, Drew, and Tim all came back to New York to say our goodbyes to Carl."
"Where's Patrick at?"
"Well you see, he did come with us, but had a sudden change in plans, due to having a kid being born."
"Oh, I see, his wife finally gave birth to their baby."
"Yep, so can you take us to the morgue?"
"Sorry, Dylan, they cremated Carl,"
"What, I don't understand, why cremated him for."
"So, his body isn't seen by anyone, but I can offer you a ride to MAA studios with Eddie."
"Who's Eddie, Mr. Yawer?"
As Dylan was talking, Eddie came out of the back of the limo, this time in a tuxedo.
"Dylan, I would you meet, Mr. Webber's rookie music producer."
Eddie spoke softly to Dylan, "Hey I'm Eddie McGeed, Mr. Webber's rookie music producer." Eddie offered to shake Dylan hand, but Dylan wasn't impressed that there was a new music producer, and he knew rookies have a horrible reputation, but this guy was different, Eddie looked like he had experience, in producing. Eddie almost put his hand back when Dylan shook his hand, Tim and Drew came out jumping the cart that was in front of them, and setting the alarm off. A lobbyist came out with that pair of keys, and hit the alarm button, so the car would turn off the alarm, Dylan happen to look at the lobbyist, and saw it was the same person that handed the keys to him. So Dylan ran after him. The lobbyist ran off when he saw Dylan running after him, while Mr. Yawer and Eddie were greeting Drew and Tim. "Drew, does Dylan always do this?" asked Eddie
"Well, when Dylan feels that he's been tricked by someone he doesn't know, he will go after them, until they are out of breathe. As the Eddie was watching, he saw Dylan corner the lobbyist, and Dylan threw the keys at him. Eddie couldn't tell what Dylan was saying to the lobbyist, but turned his attention towards Drew and Tim as they still had question for him.
"So Eddie, what band are you going to be working with?" asked Tim, as he was sitting on top of the hood, crossed legged.
"Well I don't know until next week, because they want me to test some groups with my ability of producing music, then their assigning me to Manager of a group. They already have managers for some of the former band that Mr. Champillion had."
"Wow, I can't believe they have to put you threw that much training."
Dylan came back with sweet coming down his peachy skin. Eddie asked him "What was that all about?"
"Dumb lobbyist needs to look on their screen."
"Why is that for Dylan?"
"Because Eddie, they give you the wrong keys, and you have to come out here, only to find the car; and you find out that the car isn't there."
"Oh, I get it the lobbyist screwed you over, right?"
"Damn straight, the only why I didn't hit the lobbyist, is because of being sued."
Mr. Yawer opened the rear door on the limo and everyone piled in, and they were off to MAA studio in upstate New York.
The ride seemed like a long time with all the traffic in the way, but worse they were wrecks what seem to be every exit; Cars mingled on the streets, cars flipped upside down, sometimes the guys would see a fire truck, an Ambulance, and always a police cruiser at every exit. There were some exit that were open to the public, because of the wreck was in the ditches, but when the tow truck came, that when they had to stop the traffic on one side. Dylan couldn't believe that a hundred and forty wrecks happen on I-45 that day, it only seemed that Carl was in every one of those wrecks, but he knew it wasn't Carl, but unfortunate souls that happen to side swept by a drunk, a speeding car, or criminal that was trying to get away from the police. The limo was slowing down, and speeding up along the way up to the studios in Rockchester, New York. When they were finally in the city limits of Rockchester, they could see MAA studios, they knew this wasn't official headquarters, but it was the recording studio that was made in the summer of 1998. The headquarters was in New York City, where Mr. Webber was sometimes at, but mostly at the recording studio, so he knows everything that was everyone doing. The limo pulled up at the rear of the building, and someone open the door for them, and Eddie and everyone got out, they headed for the door, but before even doing that, they were greeted by Mr. Webber himself.
"Eddie and The New Breed, how was your trip Eddie, did these men give you a hard time." Said Mr. Webber in a jolly voice
"No, sir they didn't give me a hard time, but saw a lot of wrecks on the way up."
"Well that figures, there always been tons of wrecks on that highway, I think about this record building to the headquarters in NYC, because my bands complain about traffic problems." Mr. Webber and Eddie kept on talking, shaking hands and laughing at every joke they told each other. Now Mr. Webber turned his attention to the New Breed, Dylan could see that Mr. Webber was not angry that they came up after all they been threw for the last day. "Dylan, how have been."
"Well Mr. Webber, the past day and a half has been chaos for the whole band."
"I know Dylan, I know, Carl was a good manager, and good leader he wanted you guys to reach success, instead getting booed off the stage like yesterday." Said Mr. Webber as he was reaching a hand out to Dylan, so he knew Dylan wasn't hurt by what happen almost twenty-four hours ago.
"Mr. Webber, We didn't get booed off the stage, Carl cancel the concert yesterday, due our lack in experience."
"Dylan, My boy you guys have talent and experience, but you need to do is but that experience and talent into your music, I listen to the demo and the demo was good, but that's not the reason I hired you and the band, because you guys put your experience into your music, that's why I hired you guys last year, because you had that experience that I thought you guys would have in the recording studio, lucky that was only CD, that came out on disc format, and only sold about one third of those CDs, now I know this may seem sudden, but I want you look over your mistakes in the CD and improvise on ideas that wrong on your bands CD, this isn't a order it's a demand, I know Carl would want you do the same thing."
"I know Mr. Webber, I know that Carl would want me to recheck the music, and make a new CD."
"Whoa don't think it's too soon, to make another CD so fast."
"Mr. Webber I know it might be too soon, but a CD that will remember Carl, because I think all the bands that Carl had under his leadership would want to do the same."
"Well, why don't we go in so I don't make you bake in this sun, and so nobody look like they went to the beach?"
"Sounds good sir,"
So Dylan, Drew, and Tim, along with Mr. Webber went in where they found Eddie waiting in a chair down the hall."
"Eddie, how's testing going for you?" asked Tim
"Well, it looks like a passed a week's testing; they said I blew every music producer off the charts."
"Well that very good, now what group should I assign you to?" asked Mr. Webber as he was looking at the paper that he was handed by some employees that worked for the studio.
"Well, they said there was two groups left that you could sign me to, they said one of them is hardcore rock n roll, and they said is other one is in need for a band named The New Breed, and I listen to both Demo and CDs for the bands."
"Well, Mr. McGeed it's your choice, either the New Breed or Rock's Stories, it's your pick."
"Well, I think Rock Stories doesn't isn't very good yet, I mean, no disrespect to you or your studio, but the music that they make, doesn't have any sense, because all it seems that it's all music and not enough singing. So I'll pick The New Breed."
"Well, that's good to hear, because the New Breed is here, right now, unlike the rock stories, who are working out of their house in Los Angeles, Due to being arrested for breaking an entry at a department store. The only reason why they did it for is because stuff with their logo, and names shown on t-shirts."
"Wait a minute, you mean, that the three guys that was riding with me in the limo?"
"Yep, that was The New Breed that was in the limo with you."
"Ok, so they are all here, then?"
"Well three of them are, one had an emergency in Chicago, but I reckoned he will be here tomorrow."
As Eddie was about to talk Dylan came out of the recording room, walked towards Eddie and Mr. Webber. Tim came out next with a piece of paper, which had every band that was under a MAA studio contract signed to release a CD to remember Carl Champillion. Drew came out with another piece of paper, but this wasn't the same paper that Tim had, it was the last document that Carl wrote down that said "The New Breed hasn't had a enough experience to sell a record, I would wish they change their name, and start going back to the demo disc that interest me into signing them, it becomes hard to make sure they are protected from the media, because this media will eat them up, and think they are nothing, I just hoping that in the next CD they put better music in it." Carl Champillion 8/21/2004. Drew handed Mr. Webber the paper, Mr. Webber looked over it multiple times, before saying anything. Tim clinching his leg, and started to cry as Mr. Webber started to read it for the second time. Eddie and Dylan put their hands on Tim shoulders. Dylan then spoke up "We called Patrick in Chicago, and he agreed to a name change Mr. Webber."
"Let's talk about in my office, Dylan, then we can get everything straighten out.
So Mr. Webber, Dylan, Tim, Drew, and Eddie went down the hall to turn up a couple flight of stairs, these stairs looked like they went clear up to the top of the building, but it didn't, it only went up five flight of steps. Along on the way they seen others doors that leaded to other rock stars rooms or other recording studios. Finally on the last hallway they were on, had a brass knob and big door, Dylan knew this was Mr. Webber office and he has only been in there a couple of time, when the band wasn't do so well.
"Well Eddie, welcome to my office in the recording studios, and Dylan welcome back to my office again. Now about the name change, what is it now, since Mr. Champillion said in that letter."
"Well, Mr. Webber, see I didn't get the new name for the band from Carl, but from an early piece of music that was cut out of the first CD."
"Ok, but there was a lot of pieces of music cut out of the first disc, we sold some of the original songs to iTunes, but they were never downloaded. So what's your name anyways?"
"Well sir, its: The Naturals."
"You mean from the song The Natural Ones"
"Yep, we listen to the song over and over again in the recording room, and decided to release a CD a month after the MAA studios releases the remembence CD." Said Dylan, in an excited voice; he was talking to Mr. Webber about the name change and the decision to make a new CD.
"Well, that's different, I mean you guys released a CD about two months ago, are you sure you don't want to make a single CD or an EP."
"Nope, we put into a vote when we called Patrick, and then we had to put him on speaker phone, We all agreed to changed the name of the band and make a new CD, that not affricated with The New Breed."
"So in other words, you want make people think that you guys broke up?" asked Mr. Webber with a confusing look on his face, as he was talking to Dylan in the hallway.
"Well Mr. Webber in way, we want to make people think that we broke up after the death of Mr. Champillion, but when they don't know that we didn't break up the band, we just had the name changed due to status of our music." Mr. Webber lost the confused look and understood what Dylan was saying. He agreed to tell the press that the New Breed had broken up, due to the death of their former manager. Dylan turned around to Eddie who was looking at Dylan with applause; he was glad that Dylan and the rest of the guys decided to change the name. "Well Eddie, do you want to see the recording and playback room?" Eddie shook his head furiously and they went into the room. When Eddie first saw the room, it was different from his college years and the equipment was more up-to-date then what the college had. Drew was sitting in the far corner of the room writing lyrics to a song that would be his first single song with the band, and Tim was looking over him, trying to help Drew put the words together. Dylan walked over to them and asked "Hey Drew what are you working on?"
"Well Dylan, I was thinking of releasing one single song on our new disc, so we… well you know can mix it around like everyone else does."
"That's like a good idea" came in Eddie's voice, "A single song recorded by Drew, with the band playing in the back."
"Yeah, sounds like a good idea Eddie, but one problem what will, Dylan play as then, because we can't go three men band." Said Drew, he was looking over the music sheet as many times he could to see any errors in his writing.
"That's okay Drew, I will be recording the song with Eddie, and if you need any help I will get someone from the other bands to help you out, because I don't want to credit to your song." The guys discussed this matter with each other for another hour, before the door opened. It was Patrick Sr. he was back from his stay at the hospital. The guys were surprised that Patrick made it back within two hours. "Well, look at what the cat brought in if isn't Patrick Gowin, Sr." "Oh, good afternoon sir, how are you doing." Asked Patrick to Mr. Webber "Well, Patrick good to see you again, say how's the new born: Patrick Curtis Gowin Jr.?"
"He is doing just fine, we just took him home, then 1:45 I got on the boarding plane and took off straight to New York. I called Mr. Yawer and see if he can get up to Rockchester, New York and so here I am." "You must be our new manager, I am Patrick Gowin Sr. I'm the drummer of the band." Patrick put his hand out to shake Eddie's hand. Eddie had never met Patrick at all, he could Patrick was a very tall man about 6'5" and a person who loved to work out. "Well Patrick, I am glad to finale meet you for the first time."
"Thanks, I was wondering did you ever play for a band."
"Oh no, but have produced music for my former band."
"Oh, so who were these former band members?"
"They were my roommates with an another kid that lived just right down the hall, every Thursday night we would go down to the university's recording studio, where they had their personal DJ named DJ whomp, he would let us record their music and stand by me to help me record the song, and then it would hit the airways after a half hour, and people would call in from all over the campus and ask if they can keep playing that song, or another favorite song of 4 straight's and the DJ had no choice but to. Anyways after two years of being their manager, we were finale signed to a record company: Universal studios in Orlando, Florida. Well we got there and saw the contract and had two disc deals, I thought was dump, that the studio is cutting their deal from about four weeks. The band was kind unhappy about me stomping out, they came out with confused thoughts. Ricky came out and said "Well we still don't know if we're going sign that deal, man, two disc and two years before the studio can release just one of them." "I told it was a bad idea." "Eddie, I told you we don't know if we are going to sign, its highly plausible, they are giving us time to think about the contract. So the next day we went in, and the studio made an exclusive offer of four disc contract. Those guys were happy to see that studio listen to Eddie, but there was several flaws in their contracts that the guys didn't want, but they over looked them, and sign anyways. After that they were invited to come to one of the studio rooms. They called my name to come, but the studio owner and one of his guards said that I was not a part of the contract; they said I was not kind of a manager that they were looking for and that I was not part of the deal. So 4 straight gave me the boot and fired me on the spot, I had to pay for my ride home. That's when I bumped into Mr. Webber's assistant and she asked "What's wrong did something bad happen." I looked into eyes I had to tell the truth to her. I say "Yeah, I just got kicked of being manager for my roommate's band; because Universal didn't think I was material type." She said that and this calling me a lost thing and then handed me this card for MAA Studio to become studio manager for a band, It was kind of weird of getting offer that tested producing method, so I took the flight out of Miami till Chicago then took your guy's flight to New York and here I am." The guys were shocked that just yesterday that Carl died and Eddie got kicked out of his College band by Universal Studios. Drew said it was like karma, the guys looked at Drew with a look that said what are you talking about karma is when there is a good and bad cause. Mr. Webber came in his usual way, open the door wide and bunch of papers in hands. "Well guys we have the ideas of what to call the memorable disc and here is the list." The pile of papers was now on the Eddie's new desktop, can Eddie went over there in a quick second and then went through the pile very slowly to make sure that he didn't overlooked anything in the papers. He pulled out one of the papers that looked like an interest idea for a disc, he pulled it from the bottom of the pile, and the band was named: The indoorers and the title for the disc were named: 2 minutes to yesterday: A remembence to Mr. Carl Champillion. Featuring: The New Breed, the Head Rollers, the Indoorers, City Slickers, Rock Stories, and More…. The main song from The Indoorers was No way back. A song dictated to Carl, before his untimely death. Many artists put on skits so the main song would be a surprise, but the bands were arguing over who was getting the middle song, because everyone knew that the middle song was always the best song from a disc. So for two days the arguing waged on, until Mr. Webber came in and told everyone that the Naturals have the middle song of the disc. Everyone was shocked; The Naturals was like the new kids on the block, until they reveal themselves as The New Breed. Mr. Webber told the other bands that The New Breed changed their name to the Naturals.
After two months of continuous writing and composing of the remembence disc, and finally it was done. The bands celebrated and cheered after all the work they have done for the released, but the record companies pushed the disc back into November 12th released, and The Naturals newly released disc entitled: The Original Ones. This disc marked the new history of the New Breed and The Naturals. But the disc was not released until January of the next year. The only thing The Naturals could do is make music videos and release singles to the radio and to the media. Some radio stations criticize the songs, but to a certain point and made some good notes for the band. Their first single from The Original Ones was a song entitled Away from Me. The track hit mainstream reaching number one within three weeks, beating 4 straight's 45 hours late in the 3rd week. Eddie and the guys were launched into superstardom; they were taking tours in the United States after the release of the disc, and then having an international tour called The Original Ones: Launch around the World Tour. The tour featured bands from the United States, England, France, and Russia. The tour was major event for the guys since the disc was released with a special edition of Singing out loud and A New someone with the album. They never played any songs from the New Breed Age, except the Naturals One's songs. ITunes carried the very same collection, but had the demo version of A New Someone AOL Sessions and Singing Out Loud from the remembence disc. At the Grammy's the Naturals took best rock album and song of the year for Away from me, they also performed at the Grammy's 61st event in Hollywood, California. A year they released a documentary about their early beginning and the death of their first manager. Eddie was also on the DVD and talks about this beginning with the band, and how they shaped up after a day, and how much they have improved from their beginning to the present. The DVD was loaded with extras like the music video for Singing Out Loud, which has a different ending compared to the first video. They Also but Alternative Lyrics in the song, and have bubbles that pop up on the screen. Critics from around the world gave the DVD good reviews and wanted to win the best documentary of the year, but only came second to the legend of Johnny Cash's Ring Of Fire DVD. Later that year Drew released the single that was supposed to be on The Original Ones, but was pulled due to Mr. Webber thinking it criticize the media for being mean to them when they began their first tour. Another disc came their way this time entitle The Nature of Living; this disc came down the chronicles of living and dying , issues dealing with the government, and taking a revolt to pauperizes. The disc came in second place beating 4 straight again in two years.
MAA Studio was on top of the world due to two bands of their own going at it on the charts, The Naturals and The Indoorers were at the top of their games and releasing a single every two months that would either top the other. After twelve months of continuously battling each other, The Naturals won by releasing a single that brought down 4 straight and the other bands that was below the two bands. Radio DJ's were going haywire with it, because it attacked the rest of the bands out there who weren't great yet or who couldn't beat the two if they wanted to. Both bands released DVD together describing why they decided to write and produce a song together and why they attacked the other bands that were on the charts. Dylan put in his own words "We did it because we were tired of proving to the others that they were still on the top, and none of the other bands could over throw them." The Indoorers and The Naturals were put on MTV's Mash-ups, which put both of the bands inverting lyrics to make one song. The CD had only eight songs on it which included the number hits from the bands and a song with legendary band Linlin. The DVD featured extras like the retirement party for both bands, the introduction of the bands, behind the scenes, and on tour with both bands that stretched from the early beginning to the end of their journeys. The DVD reached the top of the charts, and they were nomination for another Grammy award. Within five years the Naturals went their separate ways; Dylan moving to Iowa and being jailed after the police found his dead girlfriend body in his bed. Drew married Sheryl and Tim married Maya, they became brother-in-laws and they started a guitar shop in southern Los Angeles, and everyone thinks Patrick Sr. past away after a heart attack at his apartment in Tulsa, Oklahoma; Leaving his two kids and his loving wife behind. Eddie stayed in MAA studio becoming Mr. Webber assistant after two years since the Naturals broke up and went their own ways. Eddie and Mr. Webber finally closed down MAA studios in New York and decided to go to Hawaii for a month, but before that could happen, Mr. Webber died in his house, and the cause of the death was heart attack. Eddie moved out to Hollywood before meeting up with Drew and Tim. He helped them in making a profit in their business. While Dylan was charged with one count of manslaughter and had to serve twenty-five years in the state prison.
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