A Voice to Love (Fallen Tuesday Book One) (A Brothers of Rock Novel) by Karolyn James Read Free Book Online

and we’ve got each
other. Let’s grab some guitars and get some work done.”
    The band agreed and they
all split up. Luke figured he was in the clear because he didn’t have his
notebook with him. He could jot down some ideas on paper and talk along as the
band played. That would be the extent of his participation.
    Luke watched the guys set
up their guitars. Mack opened a hard shell guitar case and pulled out a
beautiful black acoustic guitar. He had it custom made a few months ago, after
getting his custom drum kit, of course. Mack had been playing guitar for about
a year and enjoyed just strumming chords rather than learning how to play any
lead parts like Gray and Jake.
    “Hey, Luke, I have
something for you,” Mack said.
    Luke pushed from the
counter and walked in to the main room of the hotel to join the band. Mack
lifted a notebook from the guitar case and smiled.
    “What’s that?”
    “Your notebook. Figured
you’d need it, right?”
    Luke half smiled. He took
the notebook and opened it to a random page. He hadn’t expected to see his
notebook until he was back on the tour bus.
    “Thanks,” Luke said.
    “Now we can keep working
on that song,” Mack said. “Everyone remember it?”
    Gray started playing the
song. Jake joined in, along with Trent, giving the song its full sound. Mack
watched the way they played the chords and slowly tried joining in. Luke paged
through the notebook trying to find the page he had been singing from. He
considered just going back and forth and making up an excuse, but the song was
really good and the lyrics in the notebook were really good too. Luke found the
page and he started listening to words in his head as the song continued.
    He licked his lips and
swallowed. He waited for the right time to enter the song and began to sing.
The first few words sounded like hell, which they always did. The next few were
better and by the end of what would be the first verse, Luke was into the song.
His foot tapping on the floor, he found the rhythm of the song. The louder he
sang, the better it sounded. He could feel his throat growing annoyed, his
vocal chords stretching, wanting to protest, but the song was really good. Luke
stayed with it until the song switched into what would be the chorus. There he
stopped and nodded along, trying to find the words to the chorus. That was
sometimes the hardest part. Luke had plenty in his notebook and had plenty in
his mind to sing about, but it was all about finding the right words that would
connect with the fans and stick in their minds.
    Luke waved until the song
came to an end.
    “What’s wrong?” Mack
asked.
    “I need a chorus,” Luke
said. “That sounds really good. I like the verse and everything. I have enough
here for two more. I just need… a chorus.”
    “Then find one,” Gray
said.
    “Keep playing it then,”
Luke said. “Let me see what happens.”
    Gray nodded and counted
off a four count. They went back into the song, to the chorus, and played it
over and over and over. Luke walked his way to the kitchen and stared into his
notebook. A few minutes later, like pieces of a puzzle coming together, Luke
managed to do it.
    He stopped everyone
again.
    “I think I got it,” Luke
said. “Let’s do a run through, okay? Intro, verse, chorus, break, verse,
chorus, break, bridge, solo, verse, chorus, outro.”
    “Is that all?” Mack asked
and laughed.
    “We need eleven more of
these after this,” Luke said and smiled.
    It was a real smile, but definitely
a nervous one.
    The song started again,
Gray taking the lead with the same intro he played back on the bus. Right on
cue as if they had been playing the song for twenty years, Jake knew just when
to come in. Trent came next with his acoustic bass, the thick strings giving
the deep tone and heart of the song. Mack added a few strums of his guitar as
Luke prepared to start singing again.
    With one more breath, he
jumped right into the song.
    It was smooth but had
plenty of