(Hey! Sorry for the intermittent absences, but I’m just letting you know I’ll be lucky if I’m on at all this week. It’s midterms and hell week/the week of my show, so I probably won’t have a lot of time, I’m sorry!)
“Bet. Explain that one to me, mister Shakespeare connoisseur.” Danny jabbed a finger in Alex’s general direction, but not aggressively enough for it to actually look rude.
(it's okay! That sucks dude, good luck with the exams, and break a leg!)
Alex was laughing as he explained. "So, the word they used back then for vagina sounded like the way they pronounced the word "nothing", like, really really similar, and so basically the title of the play was meant to sound, to their ears, as essentially "Much Ado About Vaginas", or "Much Ado about Sex". I don't remember the specifics, but that play is also stuffed full of dirty jokes. They just don't sound like them to our ears, because we don't speak the same dialect of English!"
(Thank you and thank you! I’ll try to be on, though!)
Danny had a slanted grin on his fave as he listened. Not because he found the explanation funny, no, it was mostly because Danny liked listening to people talk about stuff like this. “Don’t know what the fuck ‘much ado’ means, man. But the rest of that.. yea, okay. I might laugh at that if I was an old-timey bastard, yeah.”
(No problem, and no problem. Alright! No pressure tho, I understand)
"Much ado means, basically, making a big fuss." he replied with a shrug, smiling. He looked over at Danny. "And actually, Shakespeare's plays have like…a ton of dirty jokes in them. They're just hard for us nowadays to understand."
“So the title’s basically like.. Big Fuss About Pussy...Fuckin’ noted, man.” Danny laughed, tilting his head at Alex’s comment. “Yeah? Huh. I’m gonna take your word on that one, chief.”
He laughed again. "Yeah, that's basically the title." he replied, shaking his head in amusement. "And yeah, just take my word on that one."
“Sure thing.” Danny gnawed on his knuckle again. “Aaanyway, movin’ away from uh- Shakespeare and his horny-ass plays or books or whatever. I gotta show you this sometime, but I learned the uh- the riffs ‘n shit to Thunder Kiss ‘65! Before I only had the intro, ‘cause that’s bomb as fuck, but I learned the whole damn song.”
He chuckled. "Plays, but alright." he replied. He cocked his head a little bit. "Oh! That's really cool, man." he'd only heard that song a few times, so he only vaguely recognized it, but it was still cool.
“Yeah! I think I have a video on my phone, but it mighta gotten lost, hold on..” Danny shuffled around in his camera roll, pushing through a mix blurry, dark photos taken with flash and random memes.
He nodded a little, and waited to see if Danny really did have a video or not. He ran a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.
“Here it is! The quality’s a little shit, but we were in Ozzy’s place and his neighbors are loud as fuck!” Danny laughed, showing Alex the video. The camerawork itself was pretty alright, but it was clearly shot from the floor using the flashlight. Danny and his crew were chatting as he played, but only a few snippets pf the conversation were ever audible. Outside of the guitar and the talking, a few neighbors could be heard shouting from next door.
(i gtg to bed now sorry. Good night!)
Alex chuckled softly, and listened, trying to pick out the sound of the guitar over the sounds of everything else. He bit his lip slightly.
(Gn!)
Fraser could just be heard mumbling the lyrics along with Danny’s playing once the chatter died down a bit.
“Goddamn, I’m fuckin’ good-“ Danny laughed from the video, the video cutting off near the end of the song.
Alex laughed a little bit. "And not the least narcissistic." he teased lightly. "But yeah, you did sound really good." he agreed.
“I’m just spittin’ straight facts, man.” Danny shrugged, tracing his nail over the spiderweb cracks on his phone screen. “We need to put a new set together.. the one we play now’s gettin’ a little old.”
Alex nodded a little bit. "Right, yeah." He ran his fingers through his hair, and shrugged. "I mean…not much I can do to help you with that."
Danny picked at a chip in his screen protector. “I mean- yeah, duh. I wanna talk with the guys about putting out first song in there just for shits and giggles. It sucks, but.. eh. Our sound hasn’t changed all that much.”
He shrugged. "I mean…that's up to you all. But…it won't ever happen if you don't talk to them." He replied with a shrug.
(Gtg in five minutes sorry)
(No problem!)
“I know, I know. I’ll bring it up tonight or tomorrow.” Danny drummed his nails on his phone. “Somethin’ like that.”
(good night!)
He smiled a little, and nodded. "Alright. Let me know what the outcome is?" He seemed a lot better than he had been when he had called Danny earlier that morning.
(gn!)
“Yeah, man! ‘Course I will.” Danny nodded, pushing his hair out of his face. “How’re you feelin’?”
"Alright." he replied. At the question, he shrugged. "I…I don't know." he glanced at his hands. "Better than earlier, I guess?"
“Good to hear, good to hear.” Danny slouched back in his chair. “Hey, what time is it- fuck, I guess I got my phone right here, don’t I? I’ll check, hold on.”
He chuckled softly at the question, running his fingers through his hair and taking a deep breath. He didn't quite know what to do.
“Goddamn! Half past 2 already? Fuck, time flies.” Danny laughed, putting his phone away. “That’s nuts.”
He laughed. "Ouch. Right. If you've got somewhere else you need to go, I understand that. I don't wanna keep you captive all day or shit."
“Yea, I do.. I got a little bit, though, don’t gotta be there till like.. 3:30-4:00.” Danny nibbled on the tip of his nail, where the nail polish had all been stripped away.
He nodded. "Alright. Where you gonna go? Just curious, obviously you don't have to tell me." he shrugged his shoulders.
“Just gonna spend some time with Fraser. We need it, don’t get it a lot.” Danny shrugged, picking at a small split in his bottom lip.
He nodded. "Ah. Have fun, then." he gave a quick little smile.
