The First Concert - a short story written by Weronika and Sharron.
Chapter 1 The Plane
He felt cool water on his body, he knew he was standing under the waterfall, even knew where, Big Sur..God, that was so relaxing, feeling water running down his naked body, he felt so good, and easy, and happy, and so free..He took a step forward and opened his eyes..Steve was just next to him and smiled. Good old Steve..He was so overwhelmed with joy, wanted to scream out loud, but suddenly it was like someone cut his legs and darkness fell and such terrible noise and screams..he felt a pain in his shoulder..
-‘David! , David!’ Ruth tried to shout over the noise of the plane’s engines and the screams and crying of people.
A hurricane, and it seemed that they were in the middle of it..
-“How could you sleep!’ she screamed in his ear
-“For God’s sake, Ruth, it hurts’ he tried to free his shoulder.
Sure it was terrible if Ruth, middle aged, always so cool and composed was so shattered. People were screaming and crying, the plane was shaken by powerful blows of wind, it was dark outside, even if it was around noon and it was barely visible on the plane too. He was scared to death, his stomach ached terribly again, but suddenly something occurred to him and he laughed.
-‘David!’- For a moment he thought that she wanted to punch him in the face.
-‘No, no I’m not crazy..Just to think if we died.. could you imagine those articles!’ He almost screamed- ‘ Keith Kicked The Calendar!’ -he laughed again -‘What a shame I’m not 21 yet !’
-‘Why?’ Suddenly she was back to herself , businesslike and cool, and he calmed down immediately.
-‘Like Dean. He was 21 when died. A teen idol, great and young forever..And me..’
-‘Stop David, enough. Everything will be ok. Look!’
Yes, they would be landing soon. What a pity..he will still live..what a nightmare. He turned, just behind him, in the next row there were Steve and Sam discussing something furiously, he felt someone watching him..A blond, about 25, his type..big eyes, big mouth, big..everything...Too late honey...to go to the toilet together..
-‘David?’
-’Yes, Ruthie’?
-‘Have you thought about the list?’
-‘What list?’
-‘Stop it.’
-‘Sorry, the list..songs..Yes, I have. And I’m scared..’
The young, handsome businessman breathed a sigh of relief when he finally saw his fiancee, the hurricane was really powerful, and he knew how afraid of flying she was. But she looked so happy..
-‘You would never believe who was on the plane!’ She was excited like a young girl,
- ‘God, he is so beautiful!’-
-‘Who?’
-‘David Cassidy…’
Chapter 2 The Rehearsal
-‘David! Are you listening?’
-“Sorry, Richard.’
-‘That’s ok.’ John Rossica from Bell put a hand on David’s shoulder- ‘These are technical details. Why don’t you sit somewhere in the middle and have a look at the stage? How it looks on their side. It's good to know..Ok?’
David smiled, John was a real friend. Richard Delvy, the conductor and his music manager was a great guy too..it was him who couldn’t concentrate..forgetting lyrics..Everybody was so nice, they treated him like..a child..'don’t worry kid, everything will be ok'..they look at him waiting for what..that he starts crying..No way..
He sat down in the middle row and heard the shutter click..OMG he forgot about Ken, the Tiger Beat’s photographer. Nice guy, but not now, please, not now..From this distance the scene appeared so small. 8000 people will watch him.
How on God's earth was he meant to entertain so many people? How would they actually hear him sing ? How would he make himself heard to all of these young girls penned together like sheep. All just screaming adolescents?.. But would they like him?
Pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind he turned towards the camera and gave his best happy smile, teeth shining white, eyes wide .. lights camera, action was all he could allow himself to think about right now
He felt suddenly lost. How did his life turn out this way ? Sure, he wanted to entertain, like his father Jack but not in this way. He wanted to be on the stage, the theatre, showcasing his acting abilities, his talent, like his father did all those years back, on Broadway when he was a kid and he first saw his father on stage. He could just imagine what his father would say to him right now. Sure, you’ll be the big hit for a while but it means nothing if you don’t work hard at it. Be the best. Ok, dad, I'll be the best at this for now, I'll show you how. Something in the back of his mind told him that his dad wouldn’t be convinced. Then out from the background came a familiar voice ..- “ hey Dave, don’t just sit there looking like you’ve lost a dollar and found a dime, come on over here and check this out ! “
It was Sam, good old Sam, he was pointing excitedly to a group of young girls who were jostling each other for best possible viewing position, waving their arms in the air ..- “ come put your paw print on these young gals autograph books Dave, they love ya and can’t wait to meet with ya “..
The girls had little gifts and presents especially for David, how sweet they were .
Oh well, I guess I should make the most of this he thought ..it wouldn’t last forever would it ?
After about 10 minutes of signing autographs and saying hi to everyone, the reality of what lay ahead started creeping into David’s mind .
-“Time for rehearsal “,said John Rossica “ then afterwards I have someone special for you to meet “
Good byes were said to the girls and he joined the musicians who were tuning up and strumming their guitars. It was kind of easy to just jive along with the tunes and that was it !, rehearsal done, not much time to change as the audience started filling the stadium .
Along a corridor, down several stone stairs , there was a door marked Mr David Cassidy in Big Bold Black Letters .
As David opened the door into the dark musty room which had a long mirror lining the walls, a figure dressed in black and dark round glasses sat casually with his back to the room in a corner, smoking something with a pungent smell that caused bellows of smoke to engulf everything else in the room
.
As David approached the mysterious figure, the door opened again behind David and a voice said “ oh I’m glad you found him Dave “ ..
-“ Found who ? “ said David as he squinted up his eyes to focus on the figure still sitting puffing out smoke .
-“ Charmed to meet you Davy Boy “ said the figure as he reached out his gloved hand through his cloak.
Oh my lord, it’s … no it couldn’t be … or maybe it really is ?
-“ My name is John Winston Ono Lennon and I came to hear you sing mate “ .,, silence .,,
-“ I hope your proper made up soft lad that I came all this way to see ya ?” John grimaced
-“Ermmm yeah, wow, just a bit surprised “ said David composing himself again
Shaking hands, David told John how he was a big fan of the Beatles and especially John’s music.
-“ Actually, I have a proposal for you Dave “ said John with the same grin on his face, taking off his glasses he learned toward David and said “ you know this gig you're about to do ?, could I possibly steal some of your adorable fans and jam along with ya on a few tunes ?”
David’s face gave John his answer.
-“ That would be amazing John but we haven’t practiced or anything “.. ..
John stood up, took off his coat and swung around to David .. “ it’ll be fine Dave “ ..
on that note, he flew out of the room , slamming the door behind him.
Wow , what was David about to do now ?...
Chapter 3 Last Hour Before
He was left alone..Was it a dream? John Lennon? His nerves ..taut as ropes, he started pacing the dark room trying to remember the songs’ lyrics..It was easy to learn before recordings..but now..Isn’t it stupid that he remembered the best the one he sincerely hated?..-’I’m on my own but I’m so alone’..so true..he laughed..really, this is funny, he started singing..first very quiet..but Ruth who just wanted to enter his dressing room, stood surprised with her hand on a doorknob “I’M RUNNIN’ FREE BUT I DON’T WANT TO BE..F….I NEED SOMEBODY TO HELP ME FIND MY WAAYYY..F…”
-“David ! For God’s sake!’ Are you ok?’
-“Great, just great..Have you seen..have you seen John Lennon?’
-“John Lennon?? You mean, ex Beatles ? Here in Seattle? Why..I mean just 30 minutes left, Brooke has finished, now Kim and Dave are singing’
-“How...what..the audience?’
-‘Screaming and waiting for you. You must change now.’
-‘Please, can I stay in my jeans, I can put on a jacket or something..’
-‘David, we have talked about it many times..I know what you think, it’s kind of Elvish, but you are not him, you would look sensational, and your fans would love it. Hey, look at me, turn round and look at me. Do you trust me? Did I ever let you down? I know everything about that business. Just be a good boy and put your costume on. This is a costume David, and you know how costume and makeup are important for an actor..You are going to play the biggest teen idol ever. I will be back in 5 minutes.”
Chapter 4 The Event
But someone knocked earlier, David just took off his jeans
-.’Man, that’s me !’
-‘Come in Steve’ His friend has normal clothes, only the guitar showed that he was ready for the concert..
-‘Ok? Do you want something ? A joint? A drink? A f…?’
-“Shut up Steve ! Later, I should be sober, I’m already feeling like after several joints.’ He began to pull on his white costume..’ I look like..I don’t know.. a clown.’
Steve didn’t laugh and watched him attentively.
-‘You look ..amazing. You have changed so much since that crazy has started. I mean you are the same old Dave, my buddy, my school friend..but..you have changed and I have to think about it, if I like it or not. But you look great and everything will be fine. And remember, I will be just behind you with my guitar, always ready to help. You don’t have to thank me’. They smiled at each other ‘Good luck David…’
“David..Are you ready? It’s time.’
‘I’m coming Ruth..I’m coming.’
He opened the door and stopped for a moment..He heard the scream of thousands of excited kids..It took a while for him to make out the words..They were screaming one name, his name..DAVID! WE WANT DAVID!’....
’I CAN FEEL YOUR HEARTBEAT’...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TTppP88xhhY
Next a movie script, I knew you were capable! I loved the story, I experienced it in the first person ... Congratulations to both 👏👏
ReplyDeleteThank you..DC is a co-author, he told about most of it in his conversation with Elliot M. That's my dream, to write a movie script about David.
DeleteThank you. I'd love to write the DC biograpghy. But the real one..
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