(A/N:Hey sorry it's been so long! lol. Gorillaz new album "Plastic Beach" came out on Tuesday and I've been spending my time listening to that.....and finishing make up work for school......and re-typing this cause the stupid thing got erased! :P Which is damn retarded. Anyways the album is fantastic! Seriously all the songs are like an orgasm to the soul! lmao! It gets you high just listening to it. Meh. Well, I can't really say anything about this chapter without giving anything away. Let's just say you'll get to see a side of Sky you've never seen. You may have already realized she's a little quirky but she see's the world in all diffrent angles. It just takes some Gorillaz touch to open up her eyes. lol. Gorillaz seriously will do that to you though. The first time I listened to them it seemed like everything I ever knew before Gorillaz or music in general, was fake. In "Plastic Beach, "Some Kind of Nature" is the song that really made me feel like that, especially the part that goes, "Oh lord forgive me. (Some kind of mixture, some kind of gold) It's gonna come and find us, All we are...is stars." I know. I'm weird. But music is like my religion, it's sacrid to me! "On Melancholy Hill" is good to. :P Anyways, enough of my insanity, read on!)
Chapter Five
I've been staying with the band for about three weeks now. Murdoc and Bailey are always "hanging out" in the winebago. 2-D and I hang out a lot too, but not the way your thinking. We normally watch movies and play video games. Russel and Noodle sometimes come to chill out for a while but other than for their little visits it's just me and 2-D.
Today Noodle invited me to come and watch them record some songs. As I walked down the hall way she yelled somthing in japanese but it was complete jibberish to me. I'm guessing she said hurry up, seeing as she was motioning me towards her with her hands. As I walked up to her she opened a door and said, "studio." Following her inside I look around It was pretty impresive. Instruments of every shape, size and form clutered the entire room and when we walked through a sliding glass door more instruments. A man with dark brown hair that looked to be about 30 or so, sat in one of those swirly chairs muttering to himself, pushing switches and turning knobs on a weird recording contraption. "Damn 'im ta 'ell. No' like e' wouln' like tha'. Neva' listens to a word I says tha' one dosen'." He glared hardly at the tuntable thingy. Noodle pranced over to him and taped him on the shoulder. He turned around quickly and when he saw her the look of wanting to murder someone quickly wiped off his face. "Oh. 'Ello love. Ow ah you today?" He asked. She smiled widely and said somthing in japanese. "Lucky you. Wish I was feelin' tha' good. 'Fortunatly that ha'd ass of a bassist won' listen to me. Wot can ya do though?" He replied. She giggled and said somthing else along with my name and pointed in my direction. The brown haired man looked at me, smiled and waved. I smiled back and walked over. " Hullo." I say. " 'Ello, nice ta meet ya. I'm Alista' , don' go callin me Alice though an we'll be fine. The bands told me a bunch about you. It's good to finally meet ya. Oh! Ah, yeah. Fo'got to tell ya wot I do." He laughed and continued, "I'm kinda like a music produ'sa. 'Cept no one listens to wot I 'ave to say." He laughed again and this time I laughed with him.
While we waited for the boys to arrive we talked a little. Mostly about good bands and the sort. Finally the guys walked in, 2-D came first, tired bags under his eyes. Russel was the second to arrive, eating what I suspected to be a turkey leg and finally the great devil himself walked in, Murdoc. For no reason at all, "Zombie' by the Cranberries, started to play in my head. "And the violence cause such silence, who are we mistaken. But you see, it's not me, it's not my family. In your head, in your head, they are fighting. With their tanks, and their bombs, and their bombs and their guns. In your head, In your head, they are crying. In your head, In your head. Zombie, Zombie, Zombie. What's in your head, In your head. Zombie, Zombie, Zombie." I started to hum it calmly. Maybe Gorillaz was making me insane or maybe with their music they we're opening my eyes to what's real and what's not. Or maybe like in the song, it's all in my head.
An hour later and I could have sworn I'd fallen asleep and was dreaming but of course it was just Gorillaz and their music showing me what the world really looks like. "Alrigh' you all. This'll be the las' one fo' today. It dosen' 'ave to be perfect. We'll jus' record it again." Alister said, pressing a few buttons. I felt high. On life and music. Looking up I spoted 2-D shuffling through some music papers. He gets finished and looks back at me. I give him a giant smile and he blushes a hundred shades of red. Alister said to get ready and presss the record button. The music begins and sucks me in again. I try to stop myself from falling in to deep but it's too late, I'm already off and dreaming again.
"Summer don't know me, no more
Eager man, that's all
Summer don't know me
It just lets me love in myself
Cause I do know love
From you that
Just dying
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine
Don't stop the buck when it comes
It's the dawn - you'll see
Money won't get here
Ten years pass
Then you'll flee
If you do that
I'll be there to find you
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine
.....Saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine
Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine
Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine
(Maybe in time, you'll want ot be mine)"
I stand up and clap the hardest I've ever claped in my entire life. They all look at me like I'm insane, but who cares? I AM insane. This music......this song. It makes me insanely happy!......but...yet again. Insanely sad and all the other emotions in the middle. They just burst out of me like a rainbow bursting out of the rain. I sit back down, a never ending grin on my face. Time is like notthing to me now. I'm a bird. I'm a fish. I'm THE Sky! Alister leaves. 2-D takes his place. And I'm high.
"We live in a beautiful world. Yes we do, yes we do." I sing to myself. Noodle and Russel leave acompanied by Murdoc. It got quiet between me and 2-D but for some reason a question burst out of me. "Wot made you write Sta'shine? Eva' since I listened to it I've been wondering that." He looks at me startled, not expecting that. Then he ponders on my question. "Well, to tell tha truth, I guess....I wos so'ta...lost at the time. Mo'e in tha 'ead really. I really didn' write eit'ha. Eve'y time I say tha' Mudds is like 'You jus' opened you' mouf an all tha' soun' flew out?' Tha's wot it wos like though." He smiles. I smile back. "Slow Country.....I like tha one to....' I bite my lip hard, trying not to giggle. "Wot's so funny?" 2-D replies. "Manamanaman" I sing out and then giggle. He laughs with me. "Tha's no' funny! I didn' know the mic wos on!" "Is' catchy though innit?" I laugh again and begin to sing.
2-D and I sat in the recording studio for a while joking around and telling stories of our lives. Then we started talking about music and I asked him another question. "Alrigh'. I know I ask a lot of qustions bu' I wos wonderin wot made you write tha' last song. El Manana." He goes red again for the second time today. "Wot......would you say...if....if you was wot made me write it?" It went quiet again and then I ask. "Me? Why would I make you wanna write somfin tha' beautiful?" He smiles shyly and replies. "Cause....an I'm no' tryin' ta be cheesy or nofin.....bu' cause you' a beautiful pe'son. I've only know you fo' so long bu'......I fink I migh' be fallen fo ya'." It was my turn to turn red. "I'm a nutt-" "A nutta. I know bu' tha's okay. I am too." I smile back shyly. "Ya know wot? You' lucky. You can make somfin beautiful out of noffin. I wish I could do tha' to. Cause if I could, I'd make somfing beautiful because of you." His eyes open a little wider and he grins . "If ya wan'.....I can teach ya ta play tha keyboa'd." He says.
"Really?!"
"Yeah. Bu' thea's one catch.."
"Wot's tha?"
"You 'ave ta stay wif me." His grin got bigger.
"You soun' like the Beast from "Beauty an tha Beast." I laugh.
He makes a growling sound but that just makes him sound retarded. I laugh harded. "Well? 'Ow 'bout it?" He asks.
"You didn' even 'ave ta ask. Yeah I'll stay! Not like I 'ave a job or noffin." I laugh again.
"'Ope you don' min' kids."
I stick my tounge out and make a face. "I don' like kids. I'd ratha' 'ave a dog."
He laughs. "Tha's to bad cause supposedly I 'ave seven."
"Ah you even serious?" I laugh with him.
"Yeah, bu' thea no' mine. Like you, I'd ratha 'ave a dog."
And that's how the rest of the day got spent, talking about kids that weren't his. How to play keyboard. What was better, balogna or turkey. Etcet tra.
Chapter 5 End