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Love Me Till It Hurts

Lost Woman Blues

We quickly go to Ellie's boyfriend's apartment to pick up the room keys. The latter is not there, he works temporarily from time to time. Her computer is on and Ellie can not help but take a look. I try to reason by pulling her by the arm, but in front of her resistance, I look at the page too. This is a travel company site to book one-way flights to Los Angeles.

- I did not know he had planned to come!

Ellie looks just as surprised as me.

- Well, to tell you the truth, I have not been talking about it for a while since it has become something we fight about.
- He wants to surprise you, you think?
- I don't know maybe...

She grin from ear to ear.

- I'm gonna pry it out of him. Let's go!

It's true that at the beginning, Matt hadn't planned to follow us in the United States. Even if nothing particular held him back in France, apart from his parents, his band and his friends, he had take very badly Ellie's decision to come to study with me at the New York Film Academy in L.A. I didn't really know his jealous and possessive side before that. And it was out of the question for him to follow us because the trip would cost him far too much for the views of his meager or nonexistent savings. But he has visibly changed his plans. Or he thinks seriously about it.

We arrive at the local a little before the appointment time with the bass player. She's not here yet. We did some shopping in anticipation. What to drink, soft and a little alcohol, and what to nibble. We take this opportunity to perform a little storage. The band who rent the room has probably been rehearsing lately.

- They're so messy!

6 p.m sharp, someone knocks on the door. I'll open it.

- Right on time! Avril right?
- Yes that's me ! Nice to meet you !

A small, slim and smiling blonde girl with a bangs stands in front of me. She have a bass that seems huge on her back. She has a pale skin, with by beautiful brown eyes that she has subtly highlighted with a light black eyeliner line. At first glance, she makes me feel good. Ellie joins us and greets her.

- Avril, what an uncommon name!
- My parents are originals.

She already looks very comfortable. We let her settle. She took out her flight case a beautiful black Fender Precision. The fact that she has a bass like this one already proves to us that she is not here for fun.

- How did you hear about our research?
- My brother spun me your number, he insisted that I put myself in a band for a while, so I told myself why not trying the experience. He's a friend of Hugo, who, I believe, has auditioned for you.
- Ah ...

Ellie and I exchange an embarrassed look.

- Oh but don't worry, I don't know more than that the friends of my brother!
- OK that much the better to hear !

She presents herself a little more at our request. She is 24 years old as Ellie, bump as a waitress in a gastronomic restaurant in the area. The bass, she plays it since her 12 years old. It was her father, a musician, who introduced her to it.

- You want me to start with something special?
- Play us what you want, as long as it shows the extent of what you can do.

She then launches into a medley of titles of System Of A Down. Her speed and dexterity impresses us. She is obviously very talented. And the least we can say is that she is in a great mood! Scenically speaking, she must send a lot of energy to the public. Once finished, she blows a lock of hair in front of her eyes and looks at us. Ellie speaks first.

- And then ! You keep us glued!
- It's crazy the energy you release! And you are amazing!
- Uh thank you girls ...

Our compliments makes her slightly blush and her contagious smile doesn't leave her. We then end up asking her if her brother told her about the fact that our group was ephemeral and the purpose of the project. She didn't seem to know about it, but it seems to suit her. But at the announcement of the audition organized by Black Veil Brides, her face which was so radiant suddenly darkens. She looks at us with big round eyes and no longer say a word.

- Uh ... You're ok Avril?

She reacts a few seconds later.

- Oh yeah ok I understood ... Benoît is completely stupid joke!

She starts to look for this famous Benoît everywhere in the room. Ellie and I don't really understand this strange reaction. We conclude that Benoît must be her brother, and that she believes in a hoax on his part. I stop her in her tracks.

- No, I assure you it's not a joke, and we don't know your brother Ellie and I.
- And that's what it happened when you don't have the internet for ten days, we're not aware of anything!
- So you didn't know about the BVB tour?
- Absolutely not...
- And we conclude that you enjoy their music ..?
- And how ! Jake is a God for me!
- Oh wow !

We laugh. She seems to appreciate them as much as we do. This only reinforces the idea that she will fit the band perfectly. Just a glance at my best friend, we agree to announce that she's now our official bassist. As we have a little time before the arrival of Carole, we decide to play a few songs together. Alchemy works right away.

The clock ticks, so that at 8 pm, Carole enters the room while we are in a trance with your instruments. We interrupt your game to greet her. We make the presentations between her and Avril.

We spend the rest of the evening settling the details of the next few days, while drinking a shot or two together. We'll have to work hard for the next couple of weeks, while balancing our free time between Avril's job, and Carole's summer job. But all of this doesn't scare us. As the conversation progresses, we decide to agree on a band name. And unanimously, it's "Lost Woman Blues" that suits us the most, straight inspired by the world of Motörhead a band we love so much and are part of the major influences of most American metal bands.

And that's it, the band was born. Although for the moment, it's not intended to continue over time, the idea of creating new compositions, new riffs, excites me to the highest point. All I have to do is talk to my parents about it ... But that's another story.

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