The horror stories are purely fictitious and are for entertainment purposes only. All characters appearing in these works are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters depicted are over the age of 18.
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Joey's Background
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January 8, 1980
Joey wanted nothing more in this world then to be a rock star, but the odds were against him. He did not know how to play any instrument, nor was his singing ability anything special. It hurt him even more that he did not know anyone within the industry. Still, he wanted to be a rock star. Unfortunately for Joey, he was also lazy and undisciplined. He was just a few years out of high school and could not hold a job. He would work at various fast-food joints and hated it. He would always get fired after a few months. He lacked the skills and education necessary to get a better job, but even if he could, he would not want it. He wanted to be a Rock Star.
1979 had just came to a close, a brand-new decade has arrived. Joey felt it was his time. Joey did benefit from living in Los Angeles, instead of some no name town in the Midwest. There were a couple of famous music studios nearby. Every couple of days he would stop by one of them and he would provide them with a sample. This was such a daily occurrence, that it was to the point where the receptionists of those studios would just smile and throw his samples into the trash. When it came to being a rock star, Joey was a persistent young man, so he never gave up.
Back in high school, Joey and a couple of friends formed a band. The band tried hard. They were able to play at the prom, and a few other events. They tried to keep it going after high school, but the band slowly fell apart. One of the members quit. Another got married. The third went off to college. Joey was the only one hanging on for hopes of become a famous musician.
Every day was like ground hog's day. Joey would go to work at the burger joint. He tried his best to put on a happy smile. When he came home, he would practice singing or learning to play the guitar. He felt lonely, since all his high school friends had moved on. He was stuck. Stuck living at home with his mom, dad, and sister. Often, he would drown the sadness away by illegally drinking beer, or watching his favorite show, the dukes of hazard.
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Joey's Meeting with The Old Man
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January 9, 1980
It was Wednesday, January 9th, 1980. This day would turn out to be different for Joey. He drove to downtown Los Angeles in his old 1972 yellow Honda Civic. It was rusty and small for his six-foot frame, but the vehicle was exceptionally reliable. As usual, he entered one of the music studio offices without an appointment and handed the receptionist his sample. This music studio wasn't his first pick either, but it was the closest. The receptionist gave him a fake smile and a snide remark. She took the sample and toss it into the waste basket. Normally, Joey would walk away with his head down. However, not today. Today was different, Joey lost his temper. He had enough. He was sick of people not treating him with respect, not giving him the chance.
He grabbed the receptionist by her shirt and pulled her across the desk with maximum force. He then pointed a finger at her face and started to yell at her with all his frustration. This continued for a minute before an old man rushed out from one of the offices and broke Joey's grip from the receptionist.
"Hey, take it easy!" The old man shouted.
He did his best to calm Joey down. Joey, in his angry state, wanted to turn and punch the man. However, he noticed the man was old and frail. The man was of no threat. Joey also noticed that the man was dressed impeccably. His suit seemed to have been perfectly ironed and worth a fortune. The old man must be the owner or someone important Joey thought.
"Easy young fellow. There is no need for violence. What is the issue?" The old man asks.
"All I want is someone to listen to my demo." Joey said angrily.
Joey let go of the woman and calmed down. The receptionist straightened her light blue shirt and whispered "weirdo" as she sat back down. The old man wanted to calm Joey down and send him on his way.
"Young man, what is your name?" The old man said.
"It's Joey." He replied.
"Why don't you give me the demo and we will definitely take a look at it." The old man said.
He was for sure not going to look at it, but he just wanted to keep the young man calm. Joey's emotions switched from anger to elation. He was so excited that his hands trembled. His anger caused him to forget that he already gave the receptionist a copy of the sample, which she threw into the waste basket. He poked his hands into his pants and grabbed another copy of the demo. As he pulled his hand out with the second copy of the sample, a folded picture of him and his sister came out of his pocket. It quickly fell to the floor. Joey did not notice because of his excitement.
The old man bent down to grab the folded picture. Out of curiosity he opened it. The old man was stunned how beautiful the girl in the photo was. A big grin filled his old face. He did not notice Joey handing him the demo tape.
"Here is the demo." Joey said.
Joey extended his hand with the demo tape.
"Is this your girlfriend? Young fellow." The old man said with a smile.
"No, that's my sister." Joey replied.
The old man took the demo tape and handed the photo back to Joey.
"Do you have some time Joey? Maybe I can listen to this now to see what we got here." The old man said.
Joey's heart almost popped out of his chest from the excitement. He could not believe it! Someone was taking him seriously. His day quickly went from a day of frustration and anger to one of elation and happiness. The man opened the glass door and signaled Joey to follow him.
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Joey's Demo
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Joey followed the old man through the door and down the hall. He was mesmerized. On both sides of the wall were gold record trophies, for all the albums that sold at least 500,000 copies. There were also trophies for the records that went platinum, having over 1,000,000 records sold. Further down the hall, there were pictures of all the famous singers. The young man could not believe it, he recognized most of the singers and bands. The first photo he recognized was a photo of the blonde female singer from Europe, who sold over 13 million copies. Next, he recognized the rock band of three brothers, they sold slightly over 10 million copies.
As he proceeded down the hall, he noticed another band, a Swedish band that sold more than 7 million copies in 1979. On and on, as he moved down the hallway, there was not a singer or band he did not recognize, and beneath their photos were the gold and platinum albums. Without even looking, the old man knew that Joey was impressed. When they reached the old man's office, Joey entered, and the old man signaled him to sit in the chair in front of the cherry oak desk. The old man then sat himself in the leather chair behind the desk.
The old man then proceeded to make small talk with Joey as he put the demo tape into a tape player and hit the play button. The two of them sat there quietly as they listened to the demo. Joey saw stars, he was sure the old man was loving it, since he noticed the smile on the old man's face. The old man put on his best fake smile expression; he hated the demo. In his head, the old man did all he could to resist telling Joey how crappy the demo was. After all, the girl in the polaroid was the reason for bringing Joey back to the office in the first place, regardless of how the demo played out.
Mentally the old man's brain cringed at Joey's singing. The notes and pitches were way off. Being in the business for over 25 years, his talent meter detection placed Joey at a two out of ten. The old man's brain veered back to the girl in the photo, she stunned him. Not in the glamour girl style, but in the girl next door style. Even though he only got a quick glance, it was enough to hook him. Thoughts of what he and his associate would be doing to Joey's sister gave the old man an immediate hard on. It was good that there was a big oak desk between them, this way Joey did not yet know his true intentions.
How does one achieve music success? The general public really does not know the behind scenes of the music business. How they determine who is and who is not a star. If the public did, there would be a riot. Truth is that there was always a price for fame, and it was no different in the music business. Within the music industry, there were only a few powerful organizations, mostly ran by powerful men, and they were the gateway to the music industry. They determine, who would be a success and who would not. Who would be played on the radio, who would be advertised in the record stores, and who would be shown on the TV. Not only can they make a star, but they can break one too. They can also prevent talent from becoming stars. These men were not good, nor were they evil, they just had their own agenda.
When the demo ended, The old man complimented Joey on his performance. The old man was such a good deceiver that Joey did not even notice. The old man understood that to pull this off, he needed to hook Joey to the power and joy of fame, particularly of being a famous rock star. His first task was to invite Joey to a party with all the music superstars. Joey gladly accepted. Joey left the office with the feeling of euphoria. He felt on top of the world. He felt vindicated. All his life people told him he could never do it. Never be a famous musician. Deep inside, he knew all along he was meant for stardom, and what just happened proved him right. As he drove home in his Honda Civic, a song called "Piano Man" came on the radio, and Joey happily sang along with it.
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The Party
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January 20, 1980
Joey was 21 years old, but he was still living with his parents. At 5 pm, Joey stood in front of his parent's house with the best rental tuxedo he could get for $100. He was picked up in a long black limousine. Joey was in disbelief at the luxury features the limousine had. Inside the limousine, there were two young females. They were dressed in short skirts and a tight blouse. They introduced themselves to Joey and informed him that they were his guide for the evening. The limousine was stacked with various alcohols. There was even a TV, VCR, and an Atari. Joey smiled with joy; he knew his time had come. As the limousine pulled away, the driver panel closed, and the beautiful young girls got on their knees in front of him. Joey was speechless. He had an intuition of what was about to happen, but he just could not believe it.