The Sink Was Full Of Fishes

Silence.Everyone assents to a generalized agreement.Hell, they're brothers after all: one blood, one love.
"Liam's feckin handsome, too!" A dozen of screamin girls is on the verge of tears just by mentioning his name "Look, they've already people coming from abroad to catch them:aren't you Italian?" a cute big fair haired guy says pointin me out
"She is, right!" Jill replies before I can, huggin me tight up, like he'd like to make clear whom I am with there,"And she totally adores the band!"
"But are you havin any clue 'bout their songs, eh?" A suspicious girl, clearly deciding to consider me very annoying, likes to insinuate around.She might be right, maybe I am at this gig by case almost, but now, I won't let anyone think so...
"Sure I do, honey.. I can sing all of them: c'mon, try out and have your bet, and I'll win the cash..."
A puzzled Jill whispers within my ear something, which I don't get, being already immersed in this challenge. I won't retract the throwin stone hand, taht's not my style.
After 5 songs, all people are at my side: I won the contest, now she must really find something annoyin in me, since I am becomin a mascotte for everyone.Feeling in the spotlight though, taken over by it, I can't see how thin boundery stays between acceptance and envy:
"You know, I could sing also new single's b-sides!"
Jill's as pale as a ghost now.
"Bollocks, you can't! It will be out the day after tomorrow, and maybe from some preview you've got to hear a bit of acquiesce, but definitely not the rest?!"
"I assure you instead! There's Talk Tonight on it, too."
"Forget about it, no way: Liam swore to never sing that one!"
"That's fine indeed, cos Noel sings it..."Here's my knight's powerful help to me, but he looks a bit pissed by this little argument we've stepped into.
And I have to say remarkably we didn't make their minds up about our certain listening to the three b-sides, they keep look at me with diffidence and I am regretting my braggart attitude.Luckely, this won't be a night for being musos nor angry among the Oasis camp advanced troops, so when I suggest to sing all together a little chorus to enlight everyone, I come back to my popular range. The chorus is from "Cigarettes&Alcohol", and it's like stating that the party is open. I won't say that I am teetotal if not requested an opinion about it, but as soon as I hear people talkin about drugs, I can't miss to openly disregard drugs as far as I am concerned, since to me they are just a big mistake, something capable to kill body and soul, something useless in itself.I don't really judge those who use them for a sporadic being on high, even if I don't see the point in that need.I just tell all there that I would never ever use them, because I am not interested at all. My fantasy is my drug. I see people ready to battle again with me on this subject too, but something will from now on stops all wars.
IT'S STARTING!!
Let's size the opportunity, let's get ready to jump!
Well, the first band is not really that inspiring, Ocean Colour Scene sound to me like fading echoes of past times but I admit I am not that into MOD scenes.But when Pulp arrive onstage, and when they play the song which will lately become their most successful hit, "Common People", I am all loud and reactive.I don't get a single word of the lyrics, but to see a violin on a rock stage is always a priceless emotion...
Right, here we go then...Time is here to tell me what's it this brilliance I feel inside. I've got stomach in my throat, and I am shivering.Lookin at Jill, he's again petrified due to the emotion, which is all inner longin, and which is motionless outside.This is such a mighty craze, I can feel it too, and I am wondering ..why? That's not because Jill's with me.That's not due to him at all. I just want to see them now, yes, I want to see Oasis just right here, no matter if previously I'd liked to refuse this ticket I have in my pocket, no matter my beating about the bush, I reckon the will to see the band appear now is so pushin within my flesh, I am ready to faint out.
And they are climbin onstage:a thunder!! One massive roar,so violently loud happy scream merge together, a quivering adoring joy...what an hell, and what a paradise, and what a sensation must be to know you are capable to ignite such a fire up by your mere presence somewhere!
I shiver even more, but it's all started already, they are playin now, and it seems all our enthousiasm is taken for granted by them, untouched in their dimension, like humans are not touched by ants' existence.
And Jill was right: the arrogant kid stays there to use his voice like a fire onto us, and within us all. He can hurt, and even if he's not gorgeous, nor even beautiful, at least not in the canonic style... damn, I cannot escape from him, he conquered me up, like a thief of hearts.
"How do you feel?!? How's goin for you?"Jill shout it out loud to me, and still , I barely hear anything
"That's brilliant!!! This is.. electrifying!"