Open to Classic Rock
420 had passed, Marijuana had dealt with the power surges and now it was time to take the stage with Classic to perform 'Under Pressure' for an adoring crowd. He infected his guitar with smoke, feeling it curl around the strings and frets beautifully, knowing the sounds would cascade over the ground and over them with Smoke and Song. Even with Heroin, he wanted to do this, for Classic and so people knew that he could sing and play as well. Utterly stoned, somewhat drunk and with smack still coursing through his veins, he glanced over to where Heroin was standing, giving him a wide smile before hopping on the stage.
Tuning quickly, he glanced over at where Cam was manning the sound booth, the mortal flashing him a huge grin and giving him a thumbs up. Tossing an answering grin over to his mortal, he nodded at Classic, giving him a wide smirk. "Fill their hearts, minds and souls with Song and Smoke?" He murmured, nudging him briefly with an elbow and looking out over the ground.
And then the back-up band began to play and they were off, drawing in worship from the poor mortals at a heart-wrenching speed.