Green Day Meets Some Hard Rocking Gods, chapter 3
"So which studio do you go to?" Axl asked.
"Uh, the one on Main street." Mike answered.
"Oh shit..." Axl said.
"What? Why did you say "oh shit"?" Tre asked.
They were halfway to the studio.
"Well, that's the studio I just came from, and I just had a fight with the guys."
"What's happening with the band?" Billie asked.
"We're... uh, not doing too well...." Axl said looking at his feet.
"Oh..." Bii;ie said.
They reached the studio and walked in.
They passed a cantine, and they saw no one but a guy with a leather jacket, black frizzy hair covering his face, and he wore a top hat,
He turned around.
"Oh, Axl. I see you came back." he said. He lit up a cigarette.
"Yeah, but I only did so I could see Green day play."
"Slash!" Billie said.
"That's my name kid, don't wear it out." Slash said laughing.
Billie Joe had no idea of how he was so starstruck.
"I'm a big fan." Billie said.
"Great, so is your band good?" Slash asked taking a drag from his cigarette.
"Well, sure I guess. I mean, we've had a few albums."
"You're good, huh? Tell you what, uh.."
"Billie Joe."
"Billie Joe, hows about we have a contest? We'll find someone from another band around here, to be a judge and we'll rock hard too see who wins. It would sorta be like a mini battle of the bands." Slash said.
Billie looked at Tre and Mike, they nodded.
"Are we okay then Slash?" Axl asked. Slash nodded.
"Sure, buddy."
"A BAND BATTLE THEN!" Axl screamed in the empty cantine.
They stared. "Sorry, its just a habit. I mean, when you have to sing like I do.."
They smiled.
Slash looked around and found a guy who said he'd be a judge. His name was Mark Paul and he was in a band called "Rock Bottom"
They entered a giant room with two sets of drums, one blu and one orange, two basses one stands, four guitars and four Microphones.
"What the..." Mike whispered. Axl looked at him.
"You have no idea how many times Slash does this..." he whispered.
Mike nodded. The rest of Guns N' Roses were there. Standing beside a wall.
"Aw, Slash! Not again!" Dizzy moaned. Slash grinned.
"See?" Axl said again.
"Okay, drummer chooses sides." Axl said. Tre shrugged and chose the side with the blue drum kit.
"Choose the other side." Slash said.
"Why?"
Slash pointed at his orange Gibson Les Paul on the side that Tre had picked.
"He always uses that guitar," Billie said. So each of them picked up an instrument,
"Okay guys, you go first. Choose a song."
Slash said. The guys talked and decided.
"We'll do welcome to paradise." They began playing when Slash started to laugh.
They stopped.
"Are we not good or something?" Tre asked.
"No, the song has to be by us."
"Uh, the one on Main street." Mike answered.
"Oh shit..." Axl said.
"What? Why did you say "oh shit"?" Tre asked.
They were halfway to the studio.
"Well, that's the studio I just came from, and I just had a fight with the guys."
"What's happening with the band?" Billie asked.
"We're... uh, not doing too well...." Axl said looking at his feet.
"Oh..." Bii;ie said.
They reached the studio and walked in.
They passed a cantine, and they saw no one but a guy with a leather jacket, black frizzy hair covering his face, and he wore a top hat,
He turned around.
"Oh, Axl. I see you came back." he said. He lit up a cigarette.
"Yeah, but I only did so I could see Green day play."
"Slash!" Billie said.
"That's my name kid, don't wear it out." Slash said laughing.
Billie Joe had no idea of how he was so starstruck.
"I'm a big fan." Billie said.
"Great, so is your band good?" Slash asked taking a drag from his cigarette.
"Well, sure I guess. I mean, we've had a few albums."
"You're good, huh? Tell you what, uh.."
"Billie Joe."
"Billie Joe, hows about we have a contest? We'll find someone from another band around here, to be a judge and we'll rock hard too see who wins. It would sorta be like a mini battle of the bands." Slash said.
Billie looked at Tre and Mike, they nodded.
"Are we okay then Slash?" Axl asked. Slash nodded.
"Sure, buddy."
"A BAND BATTLE THEN!" Axl screamed in the empty cantine.
They stared. "Sorry, its just a habit. I mean, when you have to sing like I do.."
They smiled.
Slash looked around and found a guy who said he'd be a judge. His name was Mark Paul and he was in a band called "Rock Bottom"
They entered a giant room with two sets of drums, one blu and one orange, two basses one stands, four guitars and four Microphones.
"What the..." Mike whispered. Axl looked at him.
"You have no idea how many times Slash does this..." he whispered.
Mike nodded. The rest of Guns N' Roses were there. Standing beside a wall.
"Aw, Slash! Not again!" Dizzy moaned. Slash grinned.
"See?" Axl said again.
"Okay, drummer chooses sides." Axl said. Tre shrugged and chose the side with the blue drum kit.
"Choose the other side." Slash said.
"Why?"
Slash pointed at his orange Gibson Les Paul on the side that Tre had picked.
"He always uses that guitar," Billie said. So each of them picked up an instrument,
"Okay guys, you go first. Choose a song."
Slash said. The guys talked and decided.
"We'll do welcome to paradise." They began playing when Slash started to laugh.
They stopped.
"Are we not good or something?" Tre asked.
"No, the song has to be by us."
