@rockstaronceler / rockstaronceler.tumblr.com
Puh-lease.
I’m the definition of cool.
Riiiiiight then, my good friend The-- can I call you The, or is that too chummy?
Heh, anyway...I must get goin’ now.
Pleased to meet you. Maybe next time you can have a drink on me. ★
Oh and, feel free to keep the guitar. It’s a special edition. Authentic truffula wood, already signed. No need to thank me. Sell it on eBay and my lawyers will get to you.
I’ll contact you later about that jam session, yeah?
Oh! Yeah, sorry. I know the feeling.
-CLASPS hand over his mouth-
...
Don’t do that.
Just be cool, yeah?
*Slams money down* Front row tickets please if you jam with Entre! Back seat passes! All the merch!
Sick! I’ve always wanted to jam with Anthrax!
-stares into the camera-
!?
Hold up! Are you asking for a jam session!? With me!? With us!?
Would you keep it down? I don’t want the paparazzi finding out I’m doing this stuff when I'm supposed to be on hiatus.
But, yeah. I could arrange something private and low-profile for us to have ourselves a little jamming sesh.
What d’you say?
Of course I remember one of my best performances ever. Crowd was wild!
Do you take submissions?
Submissions are closed indefinitely due to that one time a fan tried to mail me a package with a 25-page letter about the environment or whatever, along with some barbaloot tails and fur and, eugh, I don’t know. My agent got rid of it before I got to see it. Sounded too creepy. What if they mail like a bomb or somethin’ next time?
Have you ever gotten so drunk, that you got kicked out of one of your own shows?
And not give my fans what they came for?! Don’t get me wrong, I’ll fight for my right to party ‘til I die, but on stage it’s serious business.
Wow, it’s still like a childhood dream come true.
Thanks!
Ha! “Rookie”, huh?
You’d think I’d earn the right for you to at least say my nickname right with that one. That solo rocked pretty dang hard, if I do say so myself.
“Could you take your foot off the counter, Mr. Once-ler. Sir.”
Take this ‘n forgeddaboudit.
Right, right.
It was a pretty good solo! Gotta admit I’m a little impressed, it’s not every day that I run into a fan who actually knows what they’re talkin’ about. Hell, I’ve never met a fan who could probably....y’know....keep up with my style if we jammed together.
Hypothetically speaking.
HOW DID Y–
Okay. You know what? Nevermind.
I’ll show You.
Ah-heh-hem!
-strums-
♪~~
!!
...Uh, -clears throat-
Well I’ll be damned, that actually kicked out the jams a little...
Not bad, Ontray, not bad. For a rookie, of course. But you’ve got a lot of potential.
rockstaronceler:
Yeah? My bad then, Entrée. I’m just a rather ‘see it to believe it’ kinda guy. Nothin’ personal.
Tsk!
If I had my guitar on me, I’d absolutely show you.
A very good point.
Unfortunately, it’s also...in my humble opinion...
...a rookie mistake.
Here. Prove me wrong.
………………………Uuuuuhhh…………
What do you mean? I’m pretty……–pretty rock ‘n’ roll.
Yeah? My bad then, Entrée. I’m just a rather ‘see it to believe it’ kinda guy. Nothin’ personal.
HEY!
That’s not my name. And I’m not -grunts- DRUNK, I’ve barely gotten started.
…
…This…is probably the worst introduction I’ve ever done.
Uh…can we start over? I’m…Entre. On-truh. And! It’s a pleasure to finally meet you face-to-face. I…–heheh–have all your albums…
All of them? I hear that a lot.
You don’t strike me as the type that’d be into the way I wanna rock ‘n’ roll though.
OOoohh… I’m……really……sooorrryyy………
Really………
(Wowww………genuine faux leather………………!)
Oh! Uh haha what’s up everybody, it’s Entre……
I mean I’M Entre. Like that’s not my name, but that’s what e–
.................
...Look, I came here to relax so if you want an autograph, you’re gonna have to wait ‘til I have my drink. I see you’ve already had plenty to drink, uh, André...?
…?
(There are pretty of other seats open, what the heck g–)
PPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!
Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-YOU’RE–
Jeez! Watch it, man!
This is genuine faux leather!
Yeesh…
Maybe I should have brought someone with me. I bet I look like a sad mess.
Freakin’ loser sits all by himself.
…
I can’t believe how long I’ve done this and I don’t think out simple crap like that.
I hope this doesn’t impact my public image too bad…
Whiskey on the rocks. Throw in some gin, too. Love me some Cold Gin and Whiskey On The Rocks.
THERE'S A FEELIN' THAT I GET FROM NOTHIN' ELSE AND THERE AIN'T NOTHIN' IN THE WORLD THAT MAKES ME GO! GO! GO GO GO GO GO!
TURN THE POWER UP! I'VE WAITED FOR SO LONG SO I COULD HEAR MY FAVORITE SONG SO LET'S GO! GO! GO GO GO GO GO!
WHEN IT'S LIKE THIS I FEEL THE MUSIC SHOOTIN' THROUGH ME
THERE'S NOTHIN' ELSE THAT I WOULD RATHER DO
I WANNA ROCK! ★
