Cadence smiled at his comment about calling her an architect. She knew the sound she wanted, and that's what she tried to communicate that whenever she recorded. She may have been the "main attraction," but it was all about the music and everyone played a part in that be they back up singer, dancer, or musician.
Cadence had been so lost that she hadn't noticed that Ezvin hadn't joined them this time. It at least explained why she hadn't heard him in her monitors. Cadence was unsure how she felt about that. She had understood why, but also had felt a little deceived. She pushed it down, likely it was just a misunderstanding on her part, but she hadn't had long before her thoughts drifted in another direction as Ezvin asked what he was needed for.
Cadence's face flushed in embarrassment. In the excitement, she had forgotten to tell Ezvin why he was here. "Hey guys," she said, turning to her band. "Take five." They didn't need to be here for this.
Casey, who had understood the meaning for the dismissal asked for clarification, "Actual five or...?"
"I'll text you," Cadence said in response.
Mars had come back and Cadence walked to a table with three chairs sitting around it. She noticed Aline still in her spot, watching everything going on, and Aline gave her an encouraging smile. Cadence smiled back, thinking it would be a good idea to get to know the silent and sturdy woman.
"Please, take a seat," she said gesturing to to one of the chairs, realizing that unconsciously her fingers had gone back to the rings on her fingers. She could feel the anxiety building at this unplanned change. The fact that it had been her fault added to it. As Cadence sat, she took a calming breath, but still her hands spun the rings on her fingers, the motion calming and familiar. "I apologize for not telling you what I was looking for earlier. I sometimes forget things when I get excited. One of my idiosyncrasies."
"You need me to take over?" Mars asked, noticing Cadence's fidgeting.
"No, I'm fine," Cadence said calmly and turned back to Ezvin. "I'm looking to set up my base here - in Moscow. I moved here for the opportunities the CCD offers someone like me - mostly easier access to a global audience, but right now, I have a production team based in the States. It's inefficient. What I need is to build a production team here. I have people who have come with me, on a temporary basis. They all have their families and lives in the States. I'm looking for someone to assist with the transition to a permanent production team here.
She stopped briefly, letting Ezvin absorb that and what it meant. "On top of that, I want to form a partnership with this person - as I want this person to be my producer here - business dealings, contracts, all the typical things you producers do to make this happen. But I don't just want a pencil pusher."
Cadence looked towards Mars who nodded, giving Cadence the reassurance that she was doing well. "I want a creative consultant as well. Someone who can temper my ideas. A whetstone if you will - to take my raw ideas and scrape away the imperfections. I want that person to be honest with me - not someone who just wants to let me do whatever I want. I want someone who will not only tell me 'that's a great idea let's make it happen." But someone who's not afraid to tell me 'that won't work,' 'that's crazy, there's no way we can do that, or occasionally," She smiled mischievously. "'That's crazy and we have to do it.'"
Cadence paused, her posture changing slightly as she leaned foward. Mars' reassurance had kept the anxiety from getting stronger, but it was still there, burning deep in her gut. She had to take a moment to gather her thoughts. This was hard for her, but she had to do this herself. This was her project and it was her most important one. She found herself even thinking that if it bombed she wouldn't care. Her message would be out there. That was the most important thing. She wondered if Ezvin could tell that she was anxious, and whether he would see it as weakness or bravery.
"I'm going to be honest with you, Ezvin. I like you, and I think you'd be a good fit for this. You've said many things today that resonate with me. 'Seeing the music for what I want it to be. And pushing it gently towards what it could be.' 'Amplify what is there.' Even calling me an architect. I hear you saying these with a genuineness that isn't flattery. You're speaking the truth as you see it. I respect that. Outside of the normal scope of what I've mentioned, I'd really like to do a collaboration with a local artist if you know of someone who would be interested. Perhaps yourself," she said with a smirk. "But I'd have to hear you first before we do that. I understand this a big undertaking, and we can design this to fit what you would like to do. Maybe you just want to be a creative consultant - that's fine. This is why I want a team - not an individual. Mars told me that you do know people - connections are everything as I'm sure you know, but I want you involved without a doubt."
Cadence followed Ezvin's lead on how she spoke. Her words hadn't been meant to flatter. She spoke the truth as she saw it. Cadence had a feeling he'd respect that. He had said he was all in. Cadence couldn't help but feel the anxiety move from a simmer to a boil as it told her that right now, Ezvin was going to walk out the door and she'd never see him again.
She took a moment, once more to calm herself by taking a deep breath. "I hope what you've seen here in the short amount of time we've gotten to know each other has shown you what's important to me. I've assembled a great team of musicians here. They work well together - although we're not without our struggles. You know recording isn't just stepping into a booth, singing your songs, and it's over. They're long, grueling days and when you put five passionate people in a small space together for that amount of time, well, I'm sure you know. Musical ability isn't the only reason why Casey is my band leader." she smiled. "I want the same thing on the other side of the stage too. A team that works well together and believes in what we're doing." she chuckled. "I'm sorry, I'm rambling. This is very unusual for me to talk this much, but this project is very personal, and very important to me. Is there anything I can clarify or any questions you have?"
Cadence had been so lost that she hadn't noticed that Ezvin hadn't joined them this time. It at least explained why she hadn't heard him in her monitors. Cadence was unsure how she felt about that. She had understood why, but also had felt a little deceived. She pushed it down, likely it was just a misunderstanding on her part, but she hadn't had long before her thoughts drifted in another direction as Ezvin asked what he was needed for.
Cadence's face flushed in embarrassment. In the excitement, she had forgotten to tell Ezvin why he was here. "Hey guys," she said, turning to her band. "Take five." They didn't need to be here for this.
Casey, who had understood the meaning for the dismissal asked for clarification, "Actual five or...?"
"I'll text you," Cadence said in response.
Mars had come back and Cadence walked to a table with three chairs sitting around it. She noticed Aline still in her spot, watching everything going on, and Aline gave her an encouraging smile. Cadence smiled back, thinking it would be a good idea to get to know the silent and sturdy woman.
"Please, take a seat," she said gesturing to to one of the chairs, realizing that unconsciously her fingers had gone back to the rings on her fingers. She could feel the anxiety building at this unplanned change. The fact that it had been her fault added to it. As Cadence sat, she took a calming breath, but still her hands spun the rings on her fingers, the motion calming and familiar. "I apologize for not telling you what I was looking for earlier. I sometimes forget things when I get excited. One of my idiosyncrasies."
"You need me to take over?" Mars asked, noticing Cadence's fidgeting.
"No, I'm fine," Cadence said calmly and turned back to Ezvin. "I'm looking to set up my base here - in Moscow. I moved here for the opportunities the CCD offers someone like me - mostly easier access to a global audience, but right now, I have a production team based in the States. It's inefficient. What I need is to build a production team here. I have people who have come with me, on a temporary basis. They all have their families and lives in the States. I'm looking for someone to assist with the transition to a permanent production team here.
She stopped briefly, letting Ezvin absorb that and what it meant. "On top of that, I want to form a partnership with this person - as I want this person to be my producer here - business dealings, contracts, all the typical things you producers do to make this happen. But I don't just want a pencil pusher."
Cadence looked towards Mars who nodded, giving Cadence the reassurance that she was doing well. "I want a creative consultant as well. Someone who can temper my ideas. A whetstone if you will - to take my raw ideas and scrape away the imperfections. I want that person to be honest with me - not someone who just wants to let me do whatever I want. I want someone who will not only tell me 'that's a great idea let's make it happen." But someone who's not afraid to tell me 'that won't work,' 'that's crazy, there's no way we can do that, or occasionally," She smiled mischievously. "'That's crazy and we have to do it.'"
Cadence paused, her posture changing slightly as she leaned foward. Mars' reassurance had kept the anxiety from getting stronger, but it was still there, burning deep in her gut. She had to take a moment to gather her thoughts. This was hard for her, but she had to do this herself. This was her project and it was her most important one. She found herself even thinking that if it bombed she wouldn't care. Her message would be out there. That was the most important thing. She wondered if Ezvin could tell that she was anxious, and whether he would see it as weakness or bravery.
"I'm going to be honest with you, Ezvin. I like you, and I think you'd be a good fit for this. You've said many things today that resonate with me. 'Seeing the music for what I want it to be. And pushing it gently towards what it could be.' 'Amplify what is there.' Even calling me an architect. I hear you saying these with a genuineness that isn't flattery. You're speaking the truth as you see it. I respect that. Outside of the normal scope of what I've mentioned, I'd really like to do a collaboration with a local artist if you know of someone who would be interested. Perhaps yourself," she said with a smirk. "But I'd have to hear you first before we do that. I understand this a big undertaking, and we can design this to fit what you would like to do. Maybe you just want to be a creative consultant - that's fine. This is why I want a team - not an individual. Mars told me that you do know people - connections are everything as I'm sure you know, but I want you involved without a doubt."
Cadence followed Ezvin's lead on how she spoke. Her words hadn't been meant to flatter. She spoke the truth as she saw it. Cadence had a feeling he'd respect that. He had said he was all in. Cadence couldn't help but feel the anxiety move from a simmer to a boil as it told her that right now, Ezvin was going to walk out the door and she'd never see him again.
She took a moment, once more to calm herself by taking a deep breath. "I hope what you've seen here in the short amount of time we've gotten to know each other has shown you what's important to me. I've assembled a great team of musicians here. They work well together - although we're not without our struggles. You know recording isn't just stepping into a booth, singing your songs, and it's over. They're long, grueling days and when you put five passionate people in a small space together for that amount of time, well, I'm sure you know. Musical ability isn't the only reason why Casey is my band leader." she smiled. "I want the same thing on the other side of the stage too. A team that works well together and believes in what we're doing." she chuckled. "I'm sorry, I'm rambling. This is very unusual for me to talk this much, but this project is very personal, and very important to me. Is there anything I can clarify or any questions you have?"
Sometimes - People Are The Monsters