HPOV
"Right, we have six instrumentals, 7 acapellas, a few guitar and drum solos, over all it should take about 3 days, two at best if we work nonstop for twelve hours a day." I read the list to the band frowning. A few tired grunts were all I got as a response.
We'd set camp in Emmett's studio, really appreciating that he's let us use it for the lesser part of the week when we heard what started as light stomping up stair gradually coming louder and closer, before I knew it I was looking at Emmett Cullen in the flesh, if you can call it that, for the second time is almost fifty years, awkward much?
"What are you guys doing in here?" he asked, I was unsure whether he was bewildered or not.
"I err, we're sorry. We were shown here, we can leave if you don't want us here." I really didn't understand what was happening. Alice has told us that this was Emmett's recording studio therefore he was well within his rights to kick us out should he choose to do so but I just didn't understand why; we'd had been offered this room and we were paying for it...
"Well yes but," he said sounding as confused as I felt "the studio I meant for you guys to use is next door." He explained.
Thought I didn't understand (I believe I'm correct in saying none of the guys did either) we just picked up out stuff; luckily we hadn't taken everything out of their cases yet, just a guitar or two. We went to the next room and I stopped dead in my track my jaw possibly touching the floor effectively causing Zac to bump into me and the rest behind me, grunts of disdain shortly filled the air until they saw what I was still gawking at. The room was um... obsessive? No, that's rude, not saying it's not true but rude nonetheless. It was Paramore. That's what it was. Posters, t-shirts, CD's, records but that wasn't the best of it; one side of the wall, the longest side of the wall was a painted with a picture, a picture I hadn't seen in a short while: it was the picture taken many a moon ago, one of the Brand New Eyes album photo-shoots. The person who'd done the mural had quite a steady hand I must say. It was everything Paramore, I know not whether it was prepared just for us, if he was trying to impress us; it was a bit much if was all a lie, maybe Emmett was a truly a fan. My suspicions were quickly confirmed when I saw the words 'parawhoreforlyfe' inscribed in the door frame.
"So?" an anxious sounding Emmett enquired. "You like? I mean, I understand if you think it's a bit obsessive, that's what Rose says all the time, she even goes as far as saying that I should marry you instead of her at times, HOLLY HELL IS THAT LEGAL?" he was going off path. I fought the urge it laugh at the childish yet lovable manner being displayed by Emmett here. "I mean I don't think it's legal but if it was oh boy. If it's legal I'm pretty sure someone would have done it by now right? Or maybe it is legal but no one has had the nerve to do it because, y'know they're scared that society would frown upon being married to a group of people, people aren't very big on bigamists these days. Yup, that's it, it's legal they're just scared and waiting for someone else to do it first. Waiting for me to do it because, y'know I'm a trend setter and I'm cool like that," he said popping his collar. "Hot damn! Josh will you marry me?" the funniest part? He sounded genuine, as if he truly meant it.
Sorry Emmett, I thought, he's already engaged to someone else and not told us I thought bitterly. I was rather surprised by the viscousness I was able to conduct. I'm sure Josh is going to tell us when he's ready but it just sucks that we found out via the internet, that a bunch of other people, people with whom Josh isn't remotely close to as he is us, found before us. It sucked because Josh's told us he was dating this girl a little over two months ago, it didn't sound serious; not serious enough that he was planning on making her his wife. I wasn't jealous I swear, on the contrary, has josh told me this himself I'd be ecstatic for him because I know if the situation was reversed he's be happy for me, or at least I hoped he could. Finding out your supposed best friend is engaged over the internet is painful, reading the blog post it felt as if the world was crashing around Bella, as if her dead heart was going at a million miles away. It simply... stung.
"Um, sorry," Josh replied Emmett, "Maybe in my next life time." He was clearly uncomfortable. It was no secret that Josh was somewhat of a homophobe. He loves the bible and by God I'm not stating that there's anything wrong with buy jeez will you give a girl a break? He lived to by it, day and night and unfortunately for society, fortunately for Josh and co. The bible forbid any forms on homosexuality and if I'm honest some personal expression. It got rather annoying at times; he always had an answer for everything. He'd throw bible verses in your face when it was unnecessary to do so.
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I looked down on the freshly printed paper, emailed to me by the label outlining everything that had to be done and might I say we had our work cut out for us.
Feeling Sorry – Instrumental
Where the Lines Overlap Instrumental
"" Acapella
Misery Business: instrumental, Acapella and album version recording
Born for this: live at the final riot intro
For A Pessimist Acapella
Brick by Boring Brick Backing track
Misguided Ghosts
Where the Lines Overlap
That's What You Get Acapella
Looking Up ""
Careful
Turn It off Acoustic
We Are Broken Acapella
My Heart Acoustic
All We Know Instrumental
"" Backing Track
The Only Exception Piano Translation
Brick by Boring Brick Piano Translation
Chrushx3 Acapella
Whoa
Adore
Another Day
You Aint Woman Enough Studio Version
Let the Flames Begin – Oh Father Outro
When It Rains Acoustic
Conspiracy
Brighter
Swim in Silence
Never Let This Go
I Caught Myself Acapella
My Hero
Love Is Not A Competition (But I'm Winning Anyway)
Where The Lines Overlap Instrumental
Emergency
Cover Song of Own Choice
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph!" exclaimed Zac as he saw the long list as it spurted out the Cullens' printer. I loved his way with words; he never failed to amuse me whether or no he was aware of the fact that he was doing so. I went to give him a hug, trying not to squeeze him to death – literally.
I sighed as I let go of him, everyone was prepared, guitars out, drums set up, Emmett sat starting adoringly at it. It was rather sweet if you ask me. We'd been told cameras would be coming tomorrow. Yippee(!)
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