#goldfinchfreehold

And finishing strong!

I said, meet me and a-hurry behind the barn
Don't you be afraid 'cause I'll do you no harm
I want you to bring along my rockin' shoes
'Cause tonight I'm gonna rock away all our blues
I heard the news, there's good rockin' tonight...

Well, we're gonna rock
We're gonna rock
Let's rock
Come on and rock
We're gonna rock all our blues away!

And sometime, in the early part of the third song Pinj twirls the drumsticks and finds the zone, not just playing well, but GREAT!

This girl's hands may be good with tools, but for the moment they seem MADE to pound sound!

Piper's eyes widen, and she redoubles her energy to keep up!

Etsie grins and steps up to the challenge

Linwood, mellow as ever just flies with it, fingers dancing...

When final notes fade, she looks to Bertrand to ensure that he's finished his recording before she speaks.

And glamour bubbles up as they hit that rare treat of creation

The glass object he has buzzes as if ready to burst but he claps it away then says "That was furkin amazing! I feel like building a damn glass mansion!"

Pinja blushes

Piper lets out a WHOOP!

"That was incredible. Pinja, you're amazing!"

"I gave it up a year ago..." She blushes BRIGHTER

"Gave it up? Oh that's like slapping the gods of music in the face honey, you're good" Estie fusses

"My family thinks it's too loud. I mean, we HAMER all the time but when it's music i" She coughs

"Play something for us" Etsie insists... "We got all kinds of music here..."

"Please" Linwood asks

"Pleeaaaaaaase?"

She pulls her hoodie over herself, as if drawing on it's power, then picks a song discretely, and....goes

Piper listens, a grin forming... and as she gets past the first few lines, she can't HELP it, she adds the lyrics.

Getting born in the state of Mississippi
Papa was a copper, and her mama was a hippy
In Alabama she would swing a hammer
Price you got to pay when you break the panorama
She never knew that there was anything more than poor
What in the world does your company take me for!

And soon they're all jamming again

Linwood is already set up for slap bass, and this is rockabilly, if modern!

"California, rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California, show your teeth
She's my priestess
I'm your priest
Yeah, yeaaaaaaah, YEAAAAAAAAAAH!"

The cali girl is INTO it!

And the glass thrums and hums but holds

Estie likes this 'new music' (From the 90s') 🙂

And Pinja seems to be floating on the river of sound they're all making, the drum sticks like rows keeping the boat going

and then .... the ride ends... and Piper may remember one of her mom's phrases "Baby I never run out of juice, I just run out of lyrics"

The end of the song hits as almost a physical blow, and she slumps a bit, grinning, sweating a little. Maybe because the AC isn't running on full yet, but also - the energy!

"Think that'll work for you, Bert? Can I call you Bert?" Grabbing sodas for everyone - as she plunks coins into the mystery machine, she is surprised to actually get cokes this time! Maybe it approved...

"Darling, you played like that I think you can call me anything you want" Betrand grins

A laugh! "Think we got a bargain? Did... did it work?" She peers at the glass curiously.

"Oh yeah, FOUR Songs... filled with gift O pan and jams ready to be played again. You got yourself a custom window. That's the bargain. In fact, I'm feeling so juiced up with creativeity I'm gonna start now. Great band you got there. What's it called?"

"Uh...." She looks surprised, and peers at the others. A tentative grin.

Pinja blushes but does not say no or shake her head

"We'll workshop it."

Etsie smirks "Don't look at me , sweet heart.. anything I say will be out of date"

"The Angels We Deserve?" Linwood ponders thinking about Angel and Deville

"Devil's and Angel's?" She suggests. "Or Angel's and Devil's." Definitely also harkening back to our founding gals. "Like, with apostrophe's. Like, it's pronounced the same, but it's like we belong to both."

"Who doesn't love a little D&A?" Estie smirks

"Well, whatever you call yourselves... you're really good!" The young nocker says

A laugh. "Pinja, you have to jam with us again."

"You're incredible on the skins."

"I ... my folks want me to focus on a practical job in fae society. Boggans have an edge in a lot of things, but not music"

But she sounds like one repeating the words of another

"BOGGANS, as a kith, might have an edge in things other than music. YOU, Pinja, have your OWN gift." Piper insists.

"Have you ever heard the tale of my cousin, Zane? His dad thought he needed to focus on traditional Satyr stuff, too... Now he's a magician powerful enough to command a position at Dark Gate! You'll never know what you could have done if you only do what you're supposed to."

"Satyrs aren't the only ones who can claim a passion. We're just loudest about it."

"Shh, kith secret" the grump says then winks

"Besides, the fact you don't have an edge just makesi t that more awesome"