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| SOME KIND OF BLISS by Nan PROLOGUE You're off on holiday in Spain, it's July (2000 during the making of Know Your Enemy), and the weather is fantastic, the sun is shining, but it's not too hot, you can feel a slight breeze on your skin as you walk out of your hotel to explore… You take the local bus (being the experienced traveller that you are, you just want to enjoy being on your own, not stuck in some tourist group) to a little village where Miguel, a boy you know from school lives. His house is wonderful, low built with a veranda working as a hallway to the house itself. You can hear people chatting but you can't see them yet, because the veranda is protecting its dwellers from onlookers and the sun with a large grapevine. You stop for a minute to listen to the conversation, not wanting to barge in on anything since you didn't bother to call and let him know you were coming. You find it strange that they're conversing in English, but you recognize your friend's voice immediately because of the heavy Spanish accent. The other two voices don't seem familiar, but strange, they somehow don't fit into the environment. As the voices descend you walk in, finally discovering, why the voices sounded so strange to you: a Welsh accent (what else, really!). You freeze in your step as you see Nicky Wire staring at you. You don't know what to say, you just stare at him and he grins, amused. Your friend starts laughing furiously. He gets up from his chair and greets you loudly and enthusiastically, then introduces you to the rest of the party. The other man turns out to be a producer, but not just any producer, Dave Eringa! Your hand is still a bit shaky and sweaty after you've actually touched Nicky's and your thoughts are off somewhere in La La Land as you are grateful for the fact that you're now sitting down! At first you thought you might even faint! But you quickly pull yourself together and you all embark on a conversation. Namely what the hell they are doing at your Miguel's house. Suddenly it hits you. Of course, he plays the kazoo! (ha ha! That's what I'm using for lack of a better...um, instrument. It used to be the violin, but since there are no strings, you'll have to settle for this one. I know it's not particularly realistic, but hey, what is?) Nicky tells you that he's very good and that they've acquired his expertise for their new album. You grin, and ask him more about it, hoping that he doesn't mind talking about it and he's really nice. You talk a bit more and drink some wine until Nicky and Dave have to get back to their hotel. "Hey, but if you'd really like to see how it's done, come along tomorrow. 'Maestro' here is doing his bit, and you can come if you'd like!" Looking at those eyes, you almost forget to answer him, but manage to get an "aha" out, before they wave and say goodbye. Oh my god! I'm going to… Oh my god, I'm never going to hear the end of this! You realize as Miguel playfully whispers in your ear: "Somebody has got a crush, somebody has got a crush!" You run after him, attempting to hit him with one of the cushions. "Come on, you do not really want to hurt me! Imagine you break my hand, then you could not go tomorrow!" You think for a second. "Well, I guess you could play with a broken foot. Or maybe I should just knock your teeth out! Ha ha!" you jump over a chair and land on him. You both end up on the floor in giggles, you hitting him on the head with your 'weapon'. PART 1 - NICKY AND JAMES IN A BOOTH (or How to Give Missy the Tribute She Deserves) You get up. Excited but scared. Shower. Pick out clothes for two hours. Damn, I knew I should have picked something out yesterday! Make up. Let's see, pink lips, black eyes…good! You meet 'maestro' as you've begun to call him, outside the hotel and you take a cab to the studio. You're a bit disappointed when you see Dave has come to welcome you, but it's better than nothing! You enter one of the studios and a voice washes over you like electricity. James… Ecstasy washes all over your body, your mind stops… Sean is over in the corner reading a paper, but Nicky is nowhere to be seen so you just sit down in a chair, Miguel has gone off, leaving you on your own. You turn and start watching James in the booth practically screaming his lungs out. You start to feel very turned on, he wipes the sweat off his brow, and you wish you were doing it for him right after we'd had the most amazing sex! You grin to yourself. "HEY!" You nearly fall of your seat, but manage to turn around without losing your balance, holding yourself back so you don't yell at him for scaring the shit out of you: "Hi Nicky." You smile at him. "He's good, isn't he?" he asks, motioning to James. You turn back to face THE BOOTH, smile and nod. Wonder what else he's good at? Nicky kneels beside you, his hand on your thigh, just making you excited as hell…. Now I wonder if that's just for support? You look down and see the wedding band on his finger (he doesn't actually wear one though, does he?). OK, snap out of it, he's off limits! you tell yourself. Well, you try… After a while you get kind of bored, because James has to repeat this line over and over again (I know, I could just listen to him forever, too!). Nicky notices and takes your hand, leading you out into the hallway: "Hungry?" "No, not really" "Oh" he thinks for a while, "Want to see me be good then?" he finally says cheekily. "Sure" you grin. He leads you into another studio, inside the recording booth, which is full of bass guitars. He picks one up "Any requests?" You think a bit. Now should I pick a Manics song or not? You see him looking at you with those eyes, grinning expectantly as he fiddles with the strings. He decides for you and starts playing something, you don't recognize the music, but you know you like it. Suddenly Sean comes in. "Hey Nick, you're up!" he says, not really paying any attention to you. Nicky stands up and helps you get to your feet, but he pulls too hard and you nearly fall all over the floor. You start giggling like schoolgirls and you can even hear Sean snickering, which makes you feel a lot better since Nicky can't spend time with you anymore. "Thanks" he says, walking towards the door then noticing the worried expression on your face , "Have you two met?" Sean and you look at each other. God, he's going to walk out, what the fuck does he care! You're really surprised by his reaction though. "Er, no. Hi, I'm Sean" You introduce yourself and out of the blue he starts asking you all sorts of computer related questions as he walks you back to the first booth. PART 2 >>> <<< Nan’s stories |