The Fast Life And Times Of The Indy Punk
What happens when johnny starts hanging out with his "biggest fan".
Story 2 - The Stranger
Alright kiddies, heres a fun story for you. Around a month ago, my band (Attack From Above) was hosting a show at our bassists place. We were playing with Forsaken Sights, Dead Ringers, Blood Stains on the Playground, and Bob's Dead, Now What?. Hell of a line up. And since we were headlining, we played last. After our set, we let people who had time just stick around, hang out, and just listen to us jam. About 20 minutes into the jam session, I was up there singing, talking to the remainder of the audience, doing my thing. When I noticed a lone rabbit sitting by himself, so naturaly i called him out over the PA.
So I point to the guy and say "hey man you having a good time?". seems innocent enough right? The guy turns bright red, he looked at the dirt, and coveres his face. Big fuckin ears, this guy. Anyway, I left him alone the rest of the night. After around and hour and a half of jamming, the last of the crowd started to leave. So we started dissasimbling the gear. When I felt a light tap on my back. I didn't think anything of it, then I hear a quiet voice saying "excuse me". I spun around to find none other than Mr. Quiet Bunny Man. He just went on about how he was a big fan, and how he enjoyed the show. I thanked him humbly and sent him on his way. And that was the last i'd see of him. Or so i thought.
The next day, I was hanging out with our drummer Owen about the show the night before, when I get a random text from an unknown number. The message simply said "Hey, it's Kyle". My responce was simply "who the fuck is kyle?". He said he was sorry for never introducing himself, and that he was the bunny from the show the night before. So ignoring the disturbing fact that I never gave him my number, I got to talking to this guy. For the most part, we had alot in common. The only big differance was that he was quiet and shy, where I on the other hand, am loud and outgoing. So long story short, we planned to meet up for a little preformer-fan bonding.
So Owen had gone home at this point. And I was off to hang out with Kyle. We decided to meet up at the local gas station. It's funny, when I first saw him 3 blocks down the street, I screamed at him and waved like a madman. And all he did was wave and flash an akward smile. Anyway, I purchased my signature 32oz Mtn. Dew and we were on our marry way. We walked around the city and just talked for around 3 or 4 hours. Then we decided to just hang out in the local park. After around 45 minutes, we decided that it was getting late and that it was time to part ways. As I was bidding him a good day, mid-sentace, he kissed my cheek and ran down the street.
I just sat there! I was absolutly speechless. A few days past and Kyle had sent me at least 6 texts a day. He kept saying how sorry he was and that he hoped we could still hang out. I wanted to reply, I really did, I just couldn't think of anything to say. So eventualy I just send back "Meet me in the park, 30 minutes". He was there before I was. I walked over and sat down next to him on the bench. Then He started talking, I'm not really sure what about. I wasn't paying much attention. I just remember him calling me. "Johnny... johnny?" I looked up, and... I'm not sure what came over me but... I kissed him. And it wasn't just a peck, it was a long passionate kiss on the lips. I can only imagine his facial expression.
I pulled off of him and he just stared at me with a puzzled look. I simply said "Now we're evan". Anyway. Kyle and I are now close friends and we talk often. We havn't kissed since then. And we probly wont for a while. But anyway he's loosened up a bit since then, but I wouldn't change him for a second.