(Author’s Note: When work gets busier, I get less time to write. Things are starting to slow down, so that helps out. Here’s this week’s Friday Fictioneers!)
© C.E. Ayr
Groove
by Miles H. Rost
Vladimir and his band had everything ready within a minute of taking the stage. No need to tune, as it was already done.
This was Festival Saturday. This was their time to shine, as a new band with something his region never thought they’d ever hear.
With a nod, Bruska smashed the cymbals and broke into his steady 4 beat. Mariska joined at the same time, gliding over the Yamaha DX-7 with funky flair. Duma’s Nile Rodgers style guitar lick meshed with Vlad’s bass plucks, creating a groove pocket that was unmistakable.
The influence of American jazz and fusion had arrived.
Groovy groovy….
I could almost hear them! Nice one.
Here’s mine!
Nicely told. Even though I’m not a fan, I understand all the musical references 🙂
Had to arrive sooner or later