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Well folks, Peter Webster's (half_whole_pw) mun has come up with a delightful piece of crack, encouraged my shameless contributions, and now we're taking it to the next step. AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION.

What am I talking about? As we know, Rory has been playing the NYC club circuit for a few years now with Breaker Street, and the band's just ready to hit the big time. Peter has turned out to be Rory's second biggest fan, right after his girlfriend Pippa Kerr (sand_andwater). If you've ever interacted with either of them, you may well have seen the band mentioned. So what do shameless fanbois do for their favorite bands?

They create fan sites.

Yep, we have a comm masquerading as a fansite for a fictional band. We really are that insane. *^_^* More info, pics and whatever will be added as Breaker Street Online grows. We have some lulz planned to drive Peter and anyone else connected with the site nuts, so feel free to rubberneck.

But here's where you guys really come in! We've left things wide open for anyone who wants to to post comments concerning the band. If you have a New York based muse who enjoys findng new music on the club scene, have him or her post a review of a gig or comment on the message boards. If they're not from NYC, have 'em stop by on a visit. Or if you just want to post as some random fangeek, go for anonymous comments! C'mon, you've been to fan boards; you know how scary things can get. ;) Ignore the posted rules, lord knows we will! We are encouraging, nay begging you to RUN AMOK.

And if you'd like a little background info on the musicians or songs for the giggles, feel free to hit me up for it any time. Or check out this RP of Rory's. Don't feel like accuracy is critical though. *cough*

THE CRACK MUST FLOW!

Yes or no?

Rory looked out over the filling tables before the little club's stage. Last Call was usually a good venue for them, and tonight looked to be no exception. He glanced back at the rest of Breaker Street, everyone making final adjustments to their instruments. Dave and Sascha checked their keyboards, darting back and forth for last-minute consultations. Junie looked relaxed as she always did, idly fingering her frets, and Nil was engaged in his usual before-performance meditation over his bass guitar. Nothing would get through to him until they were announced. Catching his eye, Kreske left his drum set and joined him at the side of the stage, idly twirling his sticks. "Good house," he murmured.

"Good energy." Rory gave his drummer a light smack to one shoulder. He'd learned how to read a room's feel over the years, and this one felt right: smiles on faces, anticipation in the eyes glancing up at the stage. The waitresses were certainly keeping busy collecting orders and dropping off drinks, and Rory grinned to see the light catch Pippa's red hair as she took care of a nearby table. He wasn't sure exactly when, but he'd started thinking of the girl as almost a talisman for the band. Maybe because she was so obviously into their music ... but she was probably nice to the other acts that played here as well. Still, it was good to see her.

He looked back to find Kreske wearing the blandly knowing look that for him usually took the place of a smirk. "What?" He punctuated the syllable with another smack. "Get your arse back to those drums, Marcus. We've got music to make and minds to blow." As Kreske laughed and complied, Rory ran his fingers over his own guitar and his eyes over the crowd one more time. Good energy, open energy. He fancied he could feel the connection, just waiting for the opening chords to close the circuit and pour all that energy into him, then back out into them.

A rush like no other, that moment of pure passion. That was what he came for.