Fifty-One (Amy); Unexpected Song.
This is insane. Completely insane! I can't believe Heather pulled me into this! I might not have been so creeped out if we were performing something normal at a normal venue, but no! We're performing Oingo Boingo songs at Torture Gardens. Fucking hell, this is so not a good thing!
I can see Lisa, Helena, Johnny, Jason and Jenny have joined Tim and Tim in the audience and woah do Helena and Lisa look stunning?! I blink through the curtains, then move away and regard the rest of the band, my head tilted. PVC is good for me --and apparently Steve too!-- whereas Heather is wearing leather and lace. The rest of the band are in varying degrees of leather, PVC and nothing. Now that is scary! This is scary! I can't believe Heather and Steve agreed to do this fucking venue! This is insane!
"On in one!" someone calls to us. I look over to Heather. She looks petrified, and I see what little colour that had been visible under her white-out disappear. We link fingers briefly, then she pulls herself up as tall as she can and looks around.
"We're ready, right guys? Everyone knows what we're doing, we've been over it enough times! We're gonna be fine. If we screw, we screw, no big deal, just remember to cover each others' backs, gottit?" she smiles. "No 'luck' needed for you lot, cause you're all amazing! So, let's go!" she grins as the cue to get onstage is given. The band file on to quite a bit of applause, I'm pleased to say. I check the set-list up on the wall, just to make sure I know exactly what's going on. It's in Heather's lovely scrawl, bless her!
Insanity - Heather & Steve
Little Girls - Heather & Steve
Ain't This The Life? - Heather & Steve
Just Another Day - Heather & Amy
!!!!!PTO!!!!!
I stop reading as Heather's voice filters backstage.
"We've got a special guest singer tonight!" she's saying. Hang on! I look back at the set-list. She's just finished Insanity, I'm not supposed to be on yet! "The stunningly amazing Amy Hewitt will be singing a duet with me that she wasn't expecting to do!" A cackle so demonic I swear it can't have come from Heather. I peer onstage to look at her. "So, make some noise for Amy!" I'm going to kill her...! I think as I step onstage. I gulp inwardly as Heather smiles dangerously.
"What song?!" I shout above the screaming of the crowd, but she ignores me and points to the microphone, then motions to the brass section. Six notes are struck, and my mouth drops open. She wouldn't...! I look at Heather, who is smirking at me in that sneaky way she's adopted.
"First verse is yours." she mouths, then proceeds to walk and/or prance around to stage as the rest of the music plays. Oh my God... I can't believe I'm doing this... But I am... Argh! As I get to my cue I cast a disparaging look over to Heather, then open my mouth and sing.
"I, I, I love little girls........."
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