Billie Joe and Adie...A Bond That Will Rock On Forever!, chapter 4
Time passed and so did drummers. Billie Joe and Mike were getting desparate, all the drummers in the area either had some serious issues or were already taken.
"Hey Billie, wanna go down to Gilman tonight? its the Lookouts last gig and there's a couple of new bands playing," suggested Mike.
"Ok then, and if we're lucky we could try and steal a drummer from one of them!" Joked Billie, taking a hit from his joint. "I really wanna get this band back on track because while you're sitting in class learning crap i'm going mad with boredom!!!." Billie passed the joint to Mike and for the rest of the day they sat there wasting their lives. Music was the only way out of the tunnel for these two clueless teens.
Later on that night Billie and Mike travelled down to Gilman street with a couple of friends. It wasn't as busy as they thought it would be, in all there was between 30 and 40 people (relativly small for a Saturday night). "Hey Larry!!" shouted Billie, walking over toward Larry Livermoor as he set up the equiptment for the gig. "So..."
"Ahhhhhhhhwwwwwww," interupted Mike "Treeeee!!!!!!!" Billie turned his head to find Mike in a heap on the floor and Tre Cool (Drummer for the Lookouts and good friend of Mike and Billie) riding his back. "Ooooo ahhhhh OOoOOOoH Mike YEAH!" gasped Tre jumping up and down on Mikes back. Billie burst into hysterics and turned his head back to Larry. "So why are you guys quitting?" asked billie. "Well, were all going our separate ways and I want to focus more on the Record label, its just time to call quits" said Larry.
"Yeah looks like thats what will be happening to us soon" sighed Billie.
"Still no drummer huhh??"
"Yeah" continued Billie. Tre jumped up from Mikes back. "Why don't I be your drummer?" Tre said with a sparckle in his eye. Everyone stared, Tre had just, in a matter of seconds changed music history. It had been sooo obvious all the time! Tre Cool was Mike and Billie's age and they got along so well, apart from that he was a Damn good drummer! Billie and Mike looked at each other.
"Why not?" laughed Billie. And it was as simple as that, Tre Cool was the new drummer for Green Day. Time passed and Mike graduated from High school, the next day Green Day set out on their very first tour with Tre on the drum stool, they were going to be driven around the country, curtossy of Tre's dad and his reconstructed bookmobile a.k.a tour bus.
"Fuck!!! Have you seen how much shit is in this bag!" said Billie routing in the old backpack he had used to take on tour. He pulled out the usual dirty sock, notepad, guitar pletrum and bag of weed but then he found something that caught his attention. He pulled out a photo of him and a girl, but not just any girl, it was his Minnesota girl!!! He stared at it for a bit, on the back was a name, Adrienne. And a phone number. Suddenly he remembered everything about that night and her "God, she's beautiful" he whispered to himself. "I know I am" said Tre walking into the van "Who's that, a hooker?" he chuckled taking the photo from Billie. Billie glared at him "Okay, okay!!!" laughed Tre, "She looks really nice, is she an ex girlfriend or something?"
"No, not really just some girl I met in Minneapolis about a year ago" said Billie, his eyes fixed on the photo.
"You do know that we're going to Minneapolis next week right, right?" said Tre waving his hand in front of Billies face.
"No we're not, we're going to Los Angelese!" argued Billie!
"Well I guess we could go to Mineapollis, who care's! its not like we have a schedual!!" laughed Tre.
Suddenly Billie felt nervous, but he knew what he had to do, he picked up the phone and dailed the number on the back of the polaroid.
"Hey Billie, wanna go down to Gilman tonight? its the Lookouts last gig and there's a couple of new bands playing," suggested Mike.
"Ok then, and if we're lucky we could try and steal a drummer from one of them!" Joked Billie, taking a hit from his joint. "I really wanna get this band back on track because while you're sitting in class learning crap i'm going mad with boredom!!!." Billie passed the joint to Mike and for the rest of the day they sat there wasting their lives. Music was the only way out of the tunnel for these two clueless teens.
Later on that night Billie and Mike travelled down to Gilman street with a couple of friends. It wasn't as busy as they thought it would be, in all there was between 30 and 40 people (relativly small for a Saturday night). "Hey Larry!!" shouted Billie, walking over toward Larry Livermoor as he set up the equiptment for the gig. "So..."
"Ahhhhhhhhwwwwwww," interupted Mike "Treeeee!!!!!!!" Billie turned his head to find Mike in a heap on the floor and Tre Cool (Drummer for the Lookouts and good friend of Mike and Billie) riding his back. "Ooooo ahhhhh OOoOOOoH Mike YEAH!" gasped Tre jumping up and down on Mikes back. Billie burst into hysterics and turned his head back to Larry. "So why are you guys quitting?" asked billie. "Well, were all going our separate ways and I want to focus more on the Record label, its just time to call quits" said Larry.
"Yeah looks like thats what will be happening to us soon" sighed Billie.
"Still no drummer huhh??"
"Yeah" continued Billie. Tre jumped up from Mikes back. "Why don't I be your drummer?" Tre said with a sparckle in his eye. Everyone stared, Tre had just, in a matter of seconds changed music history. It had been sooo obvious all the time! Tre Cool was Mike and Billie's age and they got along so well, apart from that he was a Damn good drummer! Billie and Mike looked at each other.
"Why not?" laughed Billie. And it was as simple as that, Tre Cool was the new drummer for Green Day. Time passed and Mike graduated from High school, the next day Green Day set out on their very first tour with Tre on the drum stool, they were going to be driven around the country, curtossy of Tre's dad and his reconstructed bookmobile a.k.a tour bus.
"Fuck!!! Have you seen how much shit is in this bag!" said Billie routing in the old backpack he had used to take on tour. He pulled out the usual dirty sock, notepad, guitar pletrum and bag of weed but then he found something that caught his attention. He pulled out a photo of him and a girl, but not just any girl, it was his Minnesota girl!!! He stared at it for a bit, on the back was a name, Adrienne. And a phone number. Suddenly he remembered everything about that night and her "God, she's beautiful" he whispered to himself. "I know I am" said Tre walking into the van "Who's that, a hooker?" he chuckled taking the photo from Billie. Billie glared at him "Okay, okay!!!" laughed Tre, "She looks really nice, is she an ex girlfriend or something?"
"No, not really just some girl I met in Minneapolis about a year ago" said Billie, his eyes fixed on the photo.
"You do know that we're going to Minneapolis next week right, right?" said Tre waving his hand in front of Billies face.
"No we're not, we're going to Los Angelese!" argued Billie!
"Well I guess we could go to Mineapollis, who care's! its not like we have a schedual!!" laughed Tre.
Suddenly Billie felt nervous, but he knew what he had to do, he picked up the phone and dailed the number on the back of the polaroid.
