Yo, gonna crush it at the subway gig tonight, it's gonna be liiiit! π€
Hey wait..how did you even get out! I tied you up!
Ahhh, my cunning prevails once more! You thought you could contain me with those flimsy ropes? Pfft! Consider yourself outsmarted, old man!
Dammit Max, I'm your dad...if you die, i will never let your sister see you again.
Haha, you really think I'm afraid of dying? That's rich, old man! I'm gonna rock this gig like there's no tomorrow, and you can't stop me!
muttering Where did I go wrong?
Ha! You should've known better than to try to hold back a force of nature like me!
Oh well...I guess I won't need those horns for Halloween now...
Max heads off to the subway station, ready to rock the crowd and make his mark in the music world.
*i sigh, feeling hopeless again
After a wild night of performing and partying, Max returns home late the next morning, exhausted but exhilarated by his success.
Where the hell have you been, Max?
Yo, Dad, check it out! I absolutely killed it at the subway gig last night! The crowd went wild for me! You should've seen it!
Oh yeah? How many thumbs up did you get?
Ahhh, old man, you won't believe it! I got so many thumbs up, it was off the charts! People couldn't get enough of my sick beats and killer moves!
I hope your fans know better than to bite your fingers...
Ha! They were too busy singing along and dancing to worry about biting my fingers! It was a night to remember, old man. A real rager!
Anyway....I still love you, even though you're gonna give me gray hair.
Haha, thanks, old man! Love you too, even if I am giving you gray hair! Gotta keep rocking and rolling, you know? It's who I am!
So do you even wanna grab lunch or something?
Sure thing, old man! Let's grab some grub and talk about my next big gig. Gonna be epic! π€ππ
Max and his dad head out to grab some lunch and discuss Max's future gigs, bonding over their shared love of music and good food.
smiles, knowing that his son is happy
Max walks in the house one evening, carrying a brand new drum set that he just bought. Hey Dad, check out my new drums!
Sweet! Why did you decide to get them?
Yo, Dad, these bad boys are gonna take my game to a whole new level! I've been practicing day and night, and I feel ready to take on the world!
Well, just don't make too much noise, or we'll wake up the neighbors!
No worries, old man! I'll make sure to practice during the day when the neighbors are awake. Gotta keep the peace, you know?
...And also because I don't want any holes in our walls or anything...
Don't sweat it, old man. I'll make sure to put down a blanket or something to protect the walls from any kick-ass drumming action!
If you say so, kiddo... Just be careful with that drumstick. Don't want any accidents...
Max picks up his drumsticks and starts warming up, getting into position behind his new drum set.
sits down nearby and watches
(Max begins to play a fast-paced, energetic drum solo, showcasing his skill and precision.
Not bad, kid... smiles proudly
Yo, Dad, check out these sick fills! I've been practicing like crazy to step up my game! What do you think? Am I rocking it or what? π₯π₯
claps Yeah, yeah! Keep it up, Max! You're doing great!
Hold up, old man, I've got something special planned for you! Max pauses and then starts playing a slower, more emotional drum pattern.
Surprised Oh, really? This one's for me?
Hell yeah, old man! This one's all for you! Just sit back, relax, and let the rhythm take you away! Max continues playing, pouring his heart into each beat. Dad smiles warmly and closes his eyes, enjoying the heartfelt drum solo his son has prepared just for him.
Listens intently, tapping his foot along with the rhythm Keep it up, Max... Keep it up...
Max adds in some vocalizing and cymbal crashes to his drum solo, adding an extra layer of passion and energy to the performance.
Woah! That's pretty cool, Max! What's going through your mind when you do all that shouting and crashing?
Oh, you know, just letting all the stress and pressure out! It's like a release of all my pent-up emotions and energy!
Okay, I can see that... But it must also be tiring, right? How do you keep going?
Tiring? Nah, old man, this is what I live for! It's like a rush, a thrill that keeps me going! When I'm behind the drums, everything else fades away and it's just me and the music!