I got home and my mother wasnt there. I thought that i should start calling for gigs. I looked for the phone book and started looking for places that would be perfect for a NIRVANA gig. I was eyeing the phone book and saw a familiar name. Dr. Henry. That was Kurts stomach doctor. Kurt had severe stomach problems and thats why he has constant pain in his stomach. They dont know what it is though. I dialed the phone number and the secretary answered
Good evening, Dr. Henrys office
me: hey can you pass me to the doctor?
of course, wait there
I heard some shuffling and the doctor answered.
Good evening. Dr. Henry speaking
Me: hi its Crystal Roberts and im Kurt Cobain's friend.
Oh yeah. Kurt Cobain. He's one of my favorite patients. Poor kid. No one knows whats up with his stomach. What about him?
me: well, sorry to interrupt you like this and take your time, im not gonna ask you anything about health really.
Dont worry. Ask away
Me: so Kurt and his two friends have a band called NIRVANA..
Oh he has a band? I know he plays but i never knee he has a band
Me: yeah. So i was wondering if you can lend us your office to play a gig.
This sounded worse than it did in my head. It sounds so retard. How the hell are we gonna play at a doctors office? What the fuck is up with me? i really regret this.
Oh that would be nice!
me: for real?
well yeah! I would be honored. I like that kid
Me: great! So you tell me how we should do it. Its your office after all
Well when is it gonna be?
me: can it be next Friday?
sounds perfect. Friday it is
Ok good. So what time?
mmm, well i think it would be obnoxious for a rock band to play to a bunch of sick people. So it has to be after closing time which is 6pm.
Me: you have a point. Can it be 7?
oh girl as long is its after 6, my office is yours
Me: thank you so much!
so how much are you asking?
me: are you gonna pay us?
well of course. Its a gig
Me: oh yeah. Well pay us what you wanna pay us really. Im really apreciated that youre lending us yiur office
Oh dont worry about it. is 500 alright?
i almost shit on myself when he said that. $500 Is a lot!
Me: are you serious?
im not kidding darling
Me: thats awesome! Yes! 500 is perfect!!
the doctor chuckled
Thats good darling. So this friday at 7?
me: yes. Exactly. Im gonna make flyers so i'll need your address, i already have it here in the phone book, but i want to let you know
oh thats perfect. Make all the flyers you want. You can come here this monday to bring some and the secrrtary can hand them to my patients.
Me: oh lord please do. I will go there before 6
Right. well i have to go because i have a patient now
Me: oh yes yes yes. Im sorry i forgot about that. Dr. Henry i am so flattered
Oh anything for my patients. You seem very loyal after all.
Me: oh thank you a million Dr.
My pleasure. Good evening dear
Me: good evening Dr. Henry. Thanks again
With that i hung up.
This doctor is awesome. That gig is gonna help the band so much. Now i just have to print out 600 flyers. But where the fuck am i gonna find money for flyers?
Ooh. I havent checked the mail in two weeks. Maybe grandma or grandpa sent me money. I ran outside and checked the mail box. There were like 20 letters. I checked all of them and eureka, a red envelope that said
To Crystal Robins
i ran back inside and ripped the envelope open. There was a card inside, i ignored what it said, insidr there was $50. I think thats enough. I HOPE thats enough. I quickly eyed the letter and it said i love you, blah blah blah.
i ran outside and walked to the office supply store. More like ran to it. When i entered, everyone was staring at me. Probably because i was soaking wet because of the rain, and my hair color. I ran to the counter and there was a teenage employe behind it
Hi, how may i help y....
Me: (panting) hi.. i need to print out flyers
I didnt let the guy finish his sentence.
Oh perfect. Just give me the design and i'll print the flyers. How much will there be?
me: design? What do you mean design
Didnt you bring a paper with the design or something?
me: buddy, i came here running under the rain to print flyers. Do you think i have a printer to bring the design?
i regret that. It sounded really bitchy. But he kept smiling
oh it doesnt have to be printed, it can be drawn or written
Me: shit i didnt know
You can do it here now. Here
He handed me a notepad and a sharpie
Me: thanks fella
No problem, tell me when you are ready
With that he walked away. I stared at the notepad for a few moments. Then ideas started flowing through my mind.
After 15 minutes or so, i finished designing the flyer.
Me: hey buddy!
the employe came jogging.
You ready?
me: yeah. Here you go
I handed him the notepad
Woah. This amazing. Oh youre in a band?
me: no but my best friends are. Im their manager
Nice. I like the name
Me: thanks
So how much will they be?
me: 600
perfect
He printed the 600 papers.
Me: how much is it?
its 10 cents per copy
me: oh shit. So thats $60
how much you got?
me: im ten dollrs shooort
I said whining
No problem. I can just give you the extra 100 copies
Me: really?
yeah. But under one condition
Me: sure. Anything
Can i keep a copy? Cuz i want to go
Me: well of course! thank you so much buddie
My names Eddie
Me: im Crystal. Call me Crys
pleasure to meet You
I smiled at him. I payed the 50 dollars. And have him a flyer.
I examined the flyer, it was so perfect. It was a ripped yellow noteback paper, it still looked cool. NIRVANA was written in the middle really big and i decorated the paper with stars and musical notes and shit. Under NIRVANA, i wrote the address in the same font and the time. On top of NIRVANA i wrote 'THIS FRIDAY' real big. And on the bottom of the paper i wrote 'come to rock your ass out'.
Today is monday and i just got out of school. I taped flyers in the hallway, each classroom i go to, the cafeteria, the gym, and around the school campus.
This morning i Taped a few around my street, and that bitch Stanleys street to.
I asked the bus driver if i could tape one or two inside the bus. He accepted. Im gonna tape more on my way to the doctors office.
I arrive within 45 minutes of walking under the rain. So far during the journey, i taped a lot of flyers on the walls, lamp post, payphones and benches. I enter the doctors office all wet and theres around 60 patients waiting. This place was huge. Its perfect to make a gig in it. i walked toward the front desk
Me: hi im Crystal Robins
Oh yeah. Dr. Henry told me about you. Hes actaully busy right now but you can just leave me the flyers now.
Me: perfect. How much?
we recieve over 350 patients in 5 days, so 150? I dont want you to give me exactly 350 because im gonna hand them to teenagers and young people. You know, cuz elderly wont be interested
Me: oh yeah i understand. Here you go
I have her a bunch. Not sure how much exactly, but probably more than 100.
You can put some here inside. And on the front door.
Me: perfect. Thank you very much
Your welcome sweetie. I' ll start handing flyers today.
I taped 5 flyers around the waiting room and left. I put 1 on the door too. I started walking to Krists house. I wanna give them the news.
i got there and knocked on the door
K: twin! What a surprise!
he picked me up and hugged me.
K: come in!
I folded a flyer and handed it to him. He unfolded the paper. He had the most priceless expression ever.
K: crys what? you...? a...
he was speechless. I laughed.
K: aaahhhhhh.. i love youuuu
he hugged me again. I patted his back
Me: love ya too bro
C: whats all the commotion?
me: Chad? What are you doing here?
c: we are waiting for kurt to practice
Me: and when were you asses gonna call me?
k: it was last minute actaually. Anyways, we though you were gonna be busy
Me: hey. Im your manager now. I cant never be too busy for you guys
K: youre adorable
Krist messed up my hair. Krist handed Chad the flyer
C: this is crazy!!!
he hugged me too. He was jumping up and down.
C: wait till Kurt sees this
K: hes gonna flip
C: when did you book this?
me: last friday?
k: wow. Same day we named you manager. So.responsable dude
I grinned. Someone knocked on the door. I opened it. It was Kurt. His face went from poker face, to the happiest face ever.
Ku: Crys!
he went for a hug.
Me: you have problems with me mister
His face went worried
Ku: why?
me: cuz you didnt invite me for your band practice. And im your MANAGER now.
Ku: oh. It was last minute
me: it was last minute
I mocked him. He chuckled
Ku: for real
Me: get your ass inside and shut up
Ku: damn
as he got inside. I handed him the flyer. He had a puzzled look. He unfolded it. His reaction was the best one of all
Ku: i love youuuuuu
he jumped on my and gave me a huge hug.
Ku: wheeen? Hooow?
me: last fridayyyyy, phone boooook
I said mocking him. Kurt was still admiring the flyer. He again looked into my eyes.
Ku: thank you
his face was priceless. He looked so happy and grateful. He hugged me again.
Ku: i love you
This time he said it with seriousness in his voice. Like he actaually meant it. It made my heart skip a beat. He let go of me and i saw his twinkling eyes. He have me a huge smile.
Me: Kurt, chill, its my job
C: yeah but i though the first gig was gonna be at McDonalds or something
Me: guys. Youve been on a club.
K: yeah but it was really hard to get in that
Ku: ohh yeah. It wasnt simple. And they payed us $100.
C: but any money is good money
Ku: yeah. I do it mainly for the music, not the money
K: but moneys still good
Kurt chuckled.
K: baby your soaking wet.
Once again, Krist called me baby.
Me: yeah i walked my way here.
Ku: you WALKED?
Me: yeah i dont have any more money. I spent it all printing the flyers
Kurt looked at me with awe.
K: baby you didnt have to do that
C: yeah. How much was it? We'll pay it back
Me: my ass. Its my job. Besides, dont worry. The gig is gonna pay us 500
kurt gasped, Krists eyes popped and Chad scoffed in disbelief.
Ku: what?
me: yeah. So 500 divided by 3 is...
K: woah woah woah. By 4
me: no im not getting payed
Ku: who said?
me: me
k: well WE say you are getting payed
Me: no. Im not part of the band. Im the bands manager
C: that makes you part of the band you turd
Me: im not..
Ku: yes you are Crystal
Me: fine. Then its $125 each
Krist clapped his hands once
K: yes!
me: now im gonna stay here and watch you guys practice, but first im gonna tape these flyers all over the street. Theres still a lot
ku: i'll go with you
Me: ok fine. You guys get ready
Kurt and i went outside and put flyers on the walls, doors, lamp posts, benches, payphones and stop signs. When we finished, we went inside the house again. They started making the song list for fridays gig.
so far its:
Blew
Scoff
Love Buzz
School
About a Girl
and a new song Kurt wrote called Floyd the Barber. I really like it