Georgia by Lesley Pearse

Author:Lesley Pearse [Pearse, Lesley]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Fiction
ISBN: 9781409043942
Publisher: Random House
Published: 2012-05-22T19:31:31+00:00

Chapter 14

‘The time’s right to cut a record Georgia,’ Max sat in his office looking at her under hooded eyelids. ‘You’ve had all that publicity. If we don’t get it out now we’ll lose the benefit.’

‘Do you have to be so ghoulish?’ She leapt to her feet, eyes blazing at his callousness. ‘Rod still can’t hold drumsticks. John can hardly eat for grief. We’ve lost our saxophone player. Your timing stinks.’

Max ignored her outburst. A fortnight had passed and it was time to crack the whip again.

‘I’m talking about you,’ he said calmly. ‘You cutting a record, not the boys.’

‘Don’t start that again,’ she stared at him coldly. ‘Surely they can come in on it with me after what’s happened?’

Max studied Georgia. She had lost weight, her hair was dull and lank, she even had a couple of spots on her chin, her skin the colour of porridge. He didn’t want to be cruel, but he knew if he gave her too much time she might never get back to work.

‘They can work as your backing group,’ he said sharply. ‘But that’s all. I’ve got plans to find them a new male singer. Someone raunchy who’ll get the girls screaming. I’ve also put the word out I want a new song for you.’

‘Why can’t we record something we’ve written?’ Georgia stuck out her lip. She was actually glad Max was going to find Samson a new singer. New blood was needed in the band and she knew Speedy, Rod and Norman hungered for stardom in their own right.

‘Because I want a big dramatic number with strings and a full orchestra,’ he smirked. ‘I don’t want some drippy bit of bubblegum music.’

‘But what if we came up with the right song?’

‘Don’t make me laugh,’ he snapped. ‘I’ll listen to anything you come up with of course, but don’t waste my time Georgia.’

Georgia wasn’t surprised by Max’s apparent heartlessness. He alone was behaving characteristically. In a strange way it was more comforting than fan letters and the endless sympathy poured on the band by people who scarcely knew Ian and Alan.

She had written the words of a song already, sitting alone in her room after the double funeral. Now with Max pushing her she might just find the strength to show the boys.

It had been such a beautiful funeral. A ray of sunshine shone through the high window at the crematorium, and rested on the two pine coffins side by side, each with a wreath of red roses. The chapel was packed to the doors with fans, old school friends, relatives and more than a sprinkling of musicians.

All the papers had covered the story, perhaps only because Adam Faith, Billy Fury, Helen Shapiro and Marty Wilde were there. But it meant a great deal to all of the band to see these stars take time off in their busy lives to pay their last respects.

So many bouquets of flowers and wreaths lined the entrance to the chapel and spilled out on to the forecourt.

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