Soundtracks of a Life by Lupo Carina

Author:Lupo, Carina [Lupo, Carina]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

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I wake up only after we land with Susan gently calling me. We quickly scramble out of the plane and into a car that drives us directly to the stadium. There was no time for anything. The roadies had done the sound check for us. We would arrive and go straight to the stage and start the concert cold turkey style.

Before I head to the stage the doctor comes see me again. He hands me a couple of pills. “For the pain,” he says.

“What is it?” I ask before I take them.

“Vicodin.” He responds and I start shaking my head giving him the pills back.

“Look as soon as you start playing those wounds are going to open up and it will be very painful.”

“No.” I say firmly. “There are twenty thousand people out there waiting to see me play, nothing that messes with my head please. Just Ibuprofen is fine. The adrenaline of the stage will do most of the trick anyways.”

“Fine, it’s your call.” he responds and changes the pills for regular Ibuprofen.

Its nerve wrecking starting the show in such a hurry, without sound check or anything but the adrenaline helps us get pumped up and when we hit the stage the familiarity of it all sets us at ease. The crowd is excited and cheering us on and that helps us achieve our usual energetic performance. Tom takes over most of my guitar solos. I mainly stay with second guitar parts which consist mostly of rhythm guitar, strumming chords, much easier with no string bends required. Still, even then, about three songs in, I can feel my fingers raw pressing down against the metal strings. It hurts but somehow I hardly notice.

We manage to put a good show but the end of the concert could not come soon enough. The pain in my hands is blinding, my fingers tips are raw and my guitars and piano are all bloodstained. It looked, as well as felt, like I had gone to war on this one.

There is a deafening silence in the car as we ride to the hotel, a stark contrast to the loud screaming sounds of the stadium just a few minutes before. If I close my eyes I can even hear it still. None of us felt like chatting at the moment, we were tired, emotionally spent but feeling relieved we had pulled it off. Only one more show to go now…

I enter my hotel room and immediately drag myself to the bedroom and crash on the bed. I lay there without moving, letting the tiredness wash over my body for a while. I can feel each and every bone in my body aching, my hand throbbing and the silence wringing in my ears. I’m almost falling asleep when the phone rings loudly in the room cutting through the silence. I jump out of bed, my body screams in complaint of this sudden harsh movement. I stare at my cell phone ringing for a few seconds, I know what this call is and I’m afraid of what I might find in the other end.

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