Cover Band
This is a short fiction story I wrote back in 2016 using this photo prompt, which was found on Pixabay.
COVER BAND
It was all the guy’s dreams to be the next guitar god, the next rock star, the next featured cover on the Rolling Stone Magazine. I was no exception. I wanted the fame and fortune, and yes, the girls.
I saved my allowance money, bought a second-hand guitar, and practiced. That got me invited to be a member of a hopeful garage band. We had a few gigs around town, had some local fame, but then it died down; we went our separate ways.
In college, I majored in art and music. The entertainment industry still called to me. I wonder what happened to those guys from high school? Did they follow their dreams, become famous? I don’t know, but I’ve met thousands of rock stars who did find that elusive dream.
I enjoy what I do. I may have never become famous for my guitar or voice, but my talents are in demand now. I’m famous in my own way. I design album covers. The burning guitar is my latest piece.
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
© 2016 & 2021 BS
Great story Barbara. People do find their niche and not everyone can be the pop icon.
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Thanks, Sadje! This is true. I guess some people are able to follow their passion and make a living at it. It helps if you enjoy your work. 🙂
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That’s so true. You’re welcome
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🙂 🙂
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Nice take on the image, Barbara.
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Thanks, Li! Glad you enjoyed the story, as it was fun to write. 🙂
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You’re welcome.
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I’m guessing that album actually exists someplace?
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Thanks so much! I really don’t know, as this was just a free picture was found to use. It would be cool if it was, though. 🙂
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