The foursome did watch Voices and Vessels, only by coincidence really. They'd reached a point where they needed a break, and so they each drank some water while watching a few of the earlier bands. They caught the end of their rivals act, truly astounded by the difference in them. Will commented, "Well, I'm glad you thought of your little trick, Rina." She smiled back at him, slightly weakly, but he didn't seem to notice.
As the afternoon wore on, the band became evermore engrossed in their performance, so much so that they almost missed their slot. Luckily, the nature of their song was that they didn't need all that stage garb, just a quick spruce and on they went, Aron in his leathers as usual, Will, Rina and Reggie wearing plain jeans and band shirts. Today, Will had a keyboard as his best friend, though later on in the song there would come a need for his guitar. Aron stuck to the bassline, and Reggie held it all together with his drums.
Rina herself took centre stage today, an acoustic guitar in hand as she approached the microphone. "This goes out to a particular dickhead. He might be in the audience, and if you are, fuck you." Contrary to how it sounded, the song had not been written for Dex. It sort of applied to the situation, there was a mixture of rage and terrible sadness in it, the melancholy coming from Rina, while Aron sang the rage. The raw song had been born after what could only be described as an abs=usive relationship finally broke down. It also accounted for the year Blood Diamond had been nowhere to be found.
But all that was in the past, and today Rina sang her heart out, almost directing her words at a particular man she was sure would be somewhere nearby. She was hurt and confused, and resisting the change, both today, and in the lyrics of the song. It was a quiet, heartfelt ballad, until somewhere around the middle of the song, Will crashed in with his guitar, accompanied by Reggie. Aron proceeded to almost shout his words, he and Rina competing for space, though the two very different approaches just about seemed to tie together, frayed at the edges, but all the better for it.
Once finished, the band exited quickly, feeling pretty damn pleased with themselves. Rina was a bit quieter now, although the boys knew that even now the subject of the song was still pretty raw for her. They never pressed her on it, it was up to her to decide when she was totally over it. And today she reckoned she was, she had a new heartache to worry about. That much she knew for sure.