The drive there I was pumped. I got a road trip, time with some friends, and I got to chill with a British man all in one go. I probably didn't really have the money to spare but I didn't care. Everything was going so well.
We arrived at the studio/house and my friend texted him that we were there. I still couldn't really believe this was going on. I just expected we were in some random guys driveway. But from videos from various bands that have recorded there I knew that wasn't true. My brain just didn't know what to think.
And then the moment came. After waiting maybe 10 minutes with every passing moment making my hopes die and my anxiety go up a little more, he came out. Let me say here that I am not one of those fangirls that only listens to bands because the guys in them are hot. Nor do I gush over them or screams and cry when I meet them. I've met plenty of people in my short years of going to shows. But I've also never gotten to hang out with them either. So I kept calm pretty well the time I spent with him I think.
So there he was in all his glory, coming out to my car. To sit in my back seat. THIS back seat:
Anyway, he got in the car and we decided to grab something to eat. The only place close enough was a diner so we set off in that direction. I asked what everyone wanted to listen to and Danny speaks up with, "I've got something to share if anyone wants to listen." And of course we obliged.
We listened to about three songs that were going to be on the new album. I also informed him about MikeyWhiskeyHands knowing that he was friends with Pierce the Veil. He had never heard about it, so I gave him a listen. He then told us if he got drunk enough later he'd call Mike up to let him know his thoughts on it. Then we got to the diner and ate, chatted, he asked some hicks for a cigarette, all good fun.
After we ate we needed to find some liquor. Because how can you hang out with Danny Worsnop and not have some sort of alcoholic beverage on hand? He directed us to a bar not too far away and we waited in the parking lot while he went in. It took him probably around 20 minutes which he explained was because people just kept giving him shots.
We then went to get some Monsters as chasers and drove to a nearby Super 8 to consume what we had bought. Due to complications in payment, let it be known that Danny Worsnop of Asking Alexandria does owe me $15. Will I ever see this money? Most likely not. But it's a nice story about how I lost a shit load of money in just two days. We got to our room and got settled in and started chatting and drinking.
We talked about Russell Brand, drugs, tours, bands and the like. He commended me on my choice of rum, which I'll enjoy for the rest of my life. That being said I drank a good amount of rum to be tired, so passing out happened. The check out time was 11 AM. So guess who totally did not wake up? If you guessed all of us, you win the grand prize.
We all hurried to get our shit together. I got to see Danny in boxer briefs, he answered the phone yelling we were getting out, I still had alcohol in my tummy, it was intense for no good reason. I'm pretty sure when checking out, one is supposed to walk into the office and sign some shit, but this is how we did it:
So we hit the ole dusty trail and went to the studio.When we got there Danny ordered a pizza, shared none of it, and we got to meet his friend that came along with them. I can't remember his name or really what he looked like but he was fantastic. And we got to meet the producer dude that lives there, he was cool. And then Danny started played Splinter Cell and all sorts of shenanigans went on. The move Thunder Scoop was invented, we compared the game to The Santa Clause, and talked about how the main character was a man's man. "He gets five o'clock shadow at five o'clock."
And then magically out of nowhere, Ben decided to come out of hiding and start recording some guitar in his boxers and tank. I waved and he looked extremely confused, but all the while attractive as always.
But then we had to leave a bit early because Danny had been coughing the whole time we were there and he was feeling ill. And then I had to drive a lot more and I hated every minute of it and wanted to die.
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