Devil's Music

It was 6 p.m. that I arrived in front of the club crocodile when I covered my face with my hat and mask and watched the footsteps of the musicians who remained on Seattle Street. When I looked around at the watch, I saw a bench a little further away. When Haku was placed next to the bench, he sat on the bench and pulled Haku out of the hard case.

‘If I go in now, I'll spend some time here because I can't drink or have no people. ’

When Gun pulled Haku out and supported his thigh, the commuters marveled at Haku's beautiful body.

“Whee! The White Falcon. ”

“That guitar looks really pretty. ”

“Yeah, I guess he's a musician."

When the gunmen saw Haku, they stroked Haku with a joyful face.

‘It's really pretty. The most beautiful guitar in the world was not something I had to say. ’

The gun sits on a bench with both legs and no jacks attached, so it starts playing a small guitar.

The Panthera's Dime Beck Daryl was famous for his razor picking. When I listened to his music, I felt the sharpness of my body being egged with a razor blade. ’

While playing the sharp footnote part of 'Cowboys from hell’ that Gun enjoyed in Haku Middle School, Margie closed her eyes and nodded her head as if she were Dime Beck Daryl.

‘Dime Beck Darrell, the so-called genius. A top guitarist who was shot and killed onstage by a psychopath fan. Van Halen said he was influenced by his guitar. ’

Gun imitates Daim Beck Darrell as he plays the prelude to the prelude of Fantara's famous song. Suddenly, he takes off the hat that someone pressed down on him. The shocked gun raises its head and Philip Angelmo looks down at him. Philipp looks down at the case and turns his head to follow.

“Look. I told you I was right. ”

Wilter hurriedly said.

“Phillip! What are you doing in the first place! Apologize!”

Philip pointed at the gun with his hand, without hesitation.

“Look at this. Black hair under the hat on the White Falcon. It's Kay, isn't it? ”

Wilter's eyes widen as he nods and looks at the shocked gun without knowing it.

“Yes? Are you sure it's Kay? ”

When he got up from his seat with the gun across Haku on the bench and took off his mask, his face was beautifully visible.

“Hello again, Mr. Wilter. I'm Kay."

When the gun greeted him, Philip punched him in the chest with his fist.

“Hey, wake up. How do you react to men like that? ”

Wilter snaps out of it and says,

“Oh, I'm sorry, Kay. Ah... I didn't know that, and I didn't know Philipp yesterday. Embarrassing.

Kay smiled and replied.

“Haha, no. It's weird not knowing Mr. Angelmo. I knew it, but I didn't think I'd see you on the street. ”

Philip stepped forward and tapped the shoulder.

“What is Mr. Angelmo, just Philip? ”

Gun glances at Philip's hand, tapping his shoulder, and smiles.

“Yes, it is. Phillip, it's an honor to meet you. ”

Philip smiles and steps forward to the club.

“I'm an outcast. It would be an honor to meet you, Kay. Let's go inside and talk. ”

The gun catches up with Philip and even Wilter, who still stares at the back of the gun, enters the club. Inside the club, the music was playing on the speakers as if the performance hadn't started yet. Philipp skillfully shouts to the corners.

“Here! Three beers! ”

Gun hurriedly approaches Philip.

“Oh, Philippe. I'm not supposed to be drinking yet! ”

Philipp looks back at the gun and shouts again.

“Here! Two beers and an orange juice! ”

The tastes of the case were unconcerned, and Philip, who was in the corner after ordering orange juice, told him that he was still standing.

“What are you doing? Sit there. ”

After Gunn placed Haku on the wall, he sat down next to Philip. As soon as he sat down, he asked questions like rapid-fire.

“No, KC. What brings you to Seattle? The United States is looking for you. Why are you here? ”

Philip flies a night of honey on Wilter's head like that.

“Hey, let's get thirsty and talk. What are you so curious about? ”

The gun replied with a smile.

“No, it's okay. It's a trip. I was originally going on a school trip. I came all the way to Washington to take a look at some of my old favorite musicians from Seattle. ”

While the case was answering, a woman came up with two beers and an orange juice and set it on the table. The woman said, placing the beer in front of Philip, expressionlessly.

“Philippe, don't drink too much today. ”

Philip shakes his hand and says,

“Uh, okay, Anna. Never mind.”

Anna sighs and looks surprised to see Philip's face, placing orange juice in front of the case.

Kay? Is it really Kay? ”

The gun raises its head, making eye contact, and Anna's face flushes red. Philip said to Anna, looking down at Kay, who was just sitting there, speechless.

“What are you doing? Go to work. ”

Anna glances at Philip, looking at the case again, smiling and returning to the front. Philipp looks at Anna's back and makes a round tissue and throws it.

“Women, by the way. I can't stand the sight of handsome kids. ”

Gun smiled and said.

“By the way, Philippe. Do you come here often? ”

Philip continues to throw a bunch of paper towels.

“Yeah, almost as if we'd lived here a few years ago. Drinking all the time. ”

Philipp holds Anna's middle finger at a distance, and stops throwing a bunch of paper towels and gets up from his seat.

“I have to go to the bathroom. I'm talking to Wilter. ”

He made an impression and said to Philip,

“Phillip! No way! ”

Philip says, taking off his outer rim and placing it in place, turning his trouser pockets upside down.

“Hey, I haven't hung up in a while. I'm just gonna have a cigarette. ”

I touched Philipp's pants back pocket and looked over my chest to make sure that Wilter hadn't doubted yet. Philip looks funny and leans against the wall with his legs spread out, as if under police investigation. After Wilter's investigation, Philip smiles and steps forward.

“I'll be back. Give me a cigarette!"

Philipp takes the cigarettes and lighters from Wilter's hands and disappears out of the store. Looking at Philip's back face as the gun goes out, he says with a slightly serious face.

“Does Philippe do drugs? ”

Wilter strokes his forehead as if he had a sore bone.

“Well, it's a famous story on the ground, even worse after it happened 12 years ago. ”

The gun said with a stiff face.

“Are you referring to the death of Dime Beck Daryl? ”

Wilter nods.

“Back then. Daryl and Philip had a bad relationship. You know, Philip was drugged and drunk in the Pantera, and he wrecked Daryl's guitar during a riot in the live waiting room. ”

“Vinny, Daryl's brother and Panthera's drummer, also had bad relations with Philip and eventually broke up the Panther. Then Daryl and Vinny were killed by a gun that came in during a rematch of the damage plan. Vinny, his brother, had a bullet in the right chest, but he came close. ”

“The maniac who shot Daryl saw an interview Philip had about Daryl, and he told me that he felt he had ordered Daryl to be killed. So Philip lived as a junkie without even being invited to Daryl's funeral. ”

Gun nods as if he knows the story as well, and Wilter speaks.

“I've lived like that for about eight years. And then I got into a band called DOWN, and I cut the drugs, and I focused on the music, but I broke up the band. I quit my medication, but I'm still worried because I haven't stopped drinking. ”

I asked with a more serious face.

“I see. Do you drink every day like you did yesterday? ”

He sighed and said.

“Bring it in once every two days. when you drink it, it reminds you of Daryl. It's like he killed her. Even though things didn't work out at the end, it's worth the guilt since we've been together for more than a decade since the Indies. ”

The gun nods slightly.

“I think I'd like that, too. Are you still having trouble with Vinny Paul? ”

He shakes his head and says,

“Last year? Philip got drunk and went to Vinny and knelt on his knees and prayed. And then Vinny forgave Philip. Now I don't hear from her very often, but she sometimes sends and receives greetings. Vinny also knows that Philip's interview didn't kill his brother, it was psychotic behavior. ”

The gun nods deeply.

“That's right. I can't say that the death of a Dime 100 Darrell was Philip's fault. Anyway, as a fan, I was really sorry to hear about that. I was waiting for the Panthera to reassemble. ”

He sighed and said.

“Philip actually talked Vinny into it. Let's restart the Panthera. But what's the point of a panther without Daryl? Pantera was Tim Beck Darrell's team. I couldn't fill his vacancy with another guitarist. We actually practiced together, but neither Philippe nor Vinny were satisfied. ”

I said it like it was worth it.

“Dime Beck Darrell's influence on the Panthera was absolute. The triple guitar was all played by Dime Beck Darrell, right? I heard you played it several times and recorded it. ”

Wilter nods.

“Yes, they did it on live sessions, and Daryl played it all on record. That's why the sound of a four-man band was so rich. ”

Philipp comes back to bite something again.

“What are you so serious about? ”

Will made way for Philip to return to his seat.

“Oh, no. Casey said he was a fan of Pantera. ”

Philipp sits down and looks at the case.

“Really? You look a little young to know us. She's like a teenager since she can't even drink. ”

The gun nods and smiles.

“Yes, I'm 19. Oh, she must be 17 years old in America. ”

Philip whistles as he raises his eyebrows.

“Whee! I can't believe I'm 17 and already listening to genius. Amazing.”

The time three people are talking about. As the club got tighter and tighter, four men were inspecting the instruments onstage. A long-haired white man who appears to be in charge of the vocals grabs the microphone and says:

“Oh, oh, Mike test. One, two. Hm. Hello, everyone! Black Siroo! ”

As the audience applauded and responded, the three people also saw the stage. The vocalist grabs the microphone and looks around the audience, saying,

“I used to be a major player in Boston and I'm happy to be on this stage for the first time today. on this stage that Philip Angelmo of the Pantera, my childhood admirer, was watching. ”

When the vocalist referred to Philip, the audience focused on Philip in the corner. Philip raises one hand as everyone looks at him. Philip raises his hand and the audience applauds. Vocal waited for the crowd to call out, then grabbed the microphone and told Philip.

“What do you think, Philippe? Will you do us the honor of playing with you? ”

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