door opens again and this time it’s my producer and my band. Thank God, because right now I need to blow off some steam and music is one the best ways to do it.
“Hey Luke, she joining us for the session?”
I look at the producer and nod my head. He takes out a copy of the studio’s Non-Disclosure Agreement and hands it to me.
“Listen, babe, it doesn’t matter. I trust you, okay?” She nods her head. “Okay, I gotta get to work. It’s policy here that I have to have you sign this, okay?” She grabs the pen from me and signs the agreement without hesitation. I walk into the booth, saying hi to all the guys as they set up.
The entire time I’m recording, I keep looking at Becca and can tell she’s really enjoying herself. We’ve been working for about three hours and have one more run through to do before we’re finished. Casey, my drummer, approaches me during the break. “Hey Luke, is that the girl everyone’s talking about? The one you’re bringing on the tour with us?”
Not him, too! I do not want to have to explain myself to one more person. “Yeah, why?”
“Calm down man, I just didn’t believe it at first when everyone was saying you were getting serious with some girl. So, how does it feel to be in love?”
My head snaps up and I look at him like he has four heads. “What are you talking about, Casey? I never said I was in love. Sure, I like the girl, but we’re still getting to know each other.” Casey just might be the only person in the band I feel comfortable talking to about relationships. He’s married with two kids, and his wife Sara is a sweetheart.
“Let me tell you something, time doesn’t mean shit. You could know the person for five minutes or five years, but either way, love happens when it wants to, not when you plan it. I knew Sara was ‘the one’ the first time I met her. Our relationship might have happened a lot sooner if I hadn’t freaked her out and told her then and there, but either way, I knew. I saw the way you were watching her, Luke, and the way that she was looking back at you. Just remember, there isn’t some kind of magic formula for how and when you’ll fall in love. It happens when it wants to and you have to be smart enough to pick up on it.”
He walks back to the drum set and sits down. The producer announces that after this we’re finished for the day and starts the countdown to let us know we’re going to begin recording.
Am I really in love with her? I look back over at Becca and she’s talking to one of the assistants, laughing and smiling. When I start to sing, though, her eyes immediately find me and we don’t break eye contact until I sing the last word.
Casey slaps me on the back as he’s leaving. “That little show definitely just proved it Luke. I hope you’re ready for the wild ride, because if you aren’t, love will chew you up and spit you right back out.”
We’re leaving for the tour tomorrow and there’s a big party tonight. I really don’t want to go, but when I tell Becca that I think we might stay in for the night, she almost looks disappointed. Desperately wanting some alone time with her before we leave for the tour, I compromise with her and tell her we’ll go to the party to ‘make an appearance’ and then we’re coming home. Thankfully, she agrees. The party is at the newest ‘it’ club and I can’t care less, but she seems so excited that it makes me smile.
The VIP section is roped off and already full of people. I lean down close to her ear. “What do you want to drink, babe?”
She looks up at me and smiles. “Um, I’m not really sure. Why don’t you pick something for me?”
I stop the waitress and order water for myself, since I’m driving, and ask her to bring Becca some kind of a fruity drink. I stop and say all of the obligatory hello’s to the people I’m supposed to while I’m waiting for our
“Hey Luke, she joining us for the session?”
I look at the producer and nod my head. He takes out a copy of the studio’s Non-Disclosure Agreement and hands it to me.
“Listen, babe, it doesn’t matter. I trust you, okay?” She nods her head. “Okay, I gotta get to work. It’s policy here that I have to have you sign this, okay?” She grabs the pen from me and signs the agreement without hesitation. I walk into the booth, saying hi to all the guys as they set up.
The entire time I’m recording, I keep looking at Becca and can tell she’s really enjoying herself. We’ve been working for about three hours and have one more run through to do before we’re finished. Casey, my drummer, approaches me during the break. “Hey Luke, is that the girl everyone’s talking about? The one you’re bringing on the tour with us?”
Not him, too! I do not want to have to explain myself to one more person. “Yeah, why?”
“Calm down man, I just didn’t believe it at first when everyone was saying you were getting serious with some girl. So, how does it feel to be in love?”
My head snaps up and I look at him like he has four heads. “What are you talking about, Casey? I never said I was in love. Sure, I like the girl, but we’re still getting to know each other.” Casey just might be the only person in the band I feel comfortable talking to about relationships. He’s married with two kids, and his wife Sara is a sweetheart.
“Let me tell you something, time doesn’t mean shit. You could know the person for five minutes or five years, but either way, love happens when it wants to, not when you plan it. I knew Sara was ‘the one’ the first time I met her. Our relationship might have happened a lot sooner if I hadn’t freaked her out and told her then and there, but either way, I knew. I saw the way you were watching her, Luke, and the way that she was looking back at you. Just remember, there isn’t some kind of magic formula for how and when you’ll fall in love. It happens when it wants to and you have to be smart enough to pick up on it.”
He walks back to the drum set and sits down. The producer announces that after this we’re finished for the day and starts the countdown to let us know we’re going to begin recording.
Am I really in love with her? I look back over at Becca and she’s talking to one of the assistants, laughing and smiling. When I start to sing, though, her eyes immediately find me and we don’t break eye contact until I sing the last word.
Casey slaps me on the back as he’s leaving. “That little show definitely just proved it Luke. I hope you’re ready for the wild ride, because if you aren’t, love will chew you up and spit you right back out.”
We’re leaving for the tour tomorrow and there’s a big party tonight. I really don’t want to go, but when I tell Becca that I think we might stay in for the night, she almost looks disappointed. Desperately wanting some alone time with her before we leave for the tour, I compromise with her and tell her we’ll go to the party to ‘make an appearance’ and then we’re coming home. Thankfully, she agrees. The party is at the newest ‘it’ club and I can’t care less, but she seems so excited that it makes me smile.
The VIP section is roped off and already full of people. I lean down close to her ear. “What do you want to drink, babe?”
She looks up at me and smiles. “Um, I’m not really sure. Why don’t you pick something for me?”
I stop the waitress and order water for myself, since I’m driving, and ask her to bring Becca some kind of a fruity drink. I stop and say all of the obligatory hello’s to the people I’m supposed to while I’m waiting for our
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