Image courtesy of CEAYR
This is where Jackson moonwalked. Jagger strutted. Dave closes his eyes. T-shirt clings to his damp skin, and guitar strings slice into his fingertips. He rocks a solo that would make Hendrix weep. Tilting his face towards the spotlight, long hair cascading down his back, he is Dave Pearce – Rock God. He breathes in body odour and adoration. Hard work and success.
‘Oi.’ A voice thunders. ‘Don’t touch the instruments.’
Dave’s face flames as he slides the guitar back onto its stand and picks up his broom again. One day. He carries on sweeping the stage. One day.
Written for Friday Fictioneers. A 100 word story inspired by a photo prompt. Hop over to host Rochelle’s blog and read the other entries here.
fabricating fiction 
Dreams of fame, nicely evoked
Thanks Neil. We’ll have to have a dream!
This is so well written, you’ve used the senses really effectively. I can really feel myself there.
Thanks very much.
Aww poor Dave! I really felt like I was standing on stage with him.
Me too! Thanks.
Hahahaha! Yes! And you had me at the title already. Good stuff, Louise! I would have loved to have played in a rock band in my twenties.
Five out of five Gibsons. 😀
I wanted to be a drummer!
Keep playing, Dave, live the dream!
He’s trying!
Indeed that day will come if he keeps the dream alive.
He hopes so! Thanks for reading.
I still dream and play the guitar any time I have a pool cue, broom, spade in my hand. Anything with a long neck. Good piece, well written
Hehe we almost have a virtual band. You & Kent on guitar. I’ll drum. We just need a singer…
I’ll sing but you might want to turn the guitars up to maximum
This was fabulous!!! Totally loved it!
Thanks!
Wow and wow again! 5 new strings
Thanks 🙂
Wow! Awesome take on the prompt. Really unique!!
Thank you!
Very sadly I never mastered the guitar or the art of music. But loved your story
Me neither! I can dream though. Thanks for reading.
for folks like us, it all starts with a dream. 🙂
It does 🙂
we all live by our unfulfilled dreams. well written
http://obliqview.blogspot.in/2016/05/the-game-prompt-ceayr-thats-our-world.html
Thanks very much.
Aww, that sucks! Just let him have his moment!
He had it!
Great descriptions. I like the ending ” One day” ! I have said to myself in different context several times.
Ahh, poor Dave. Let a man dream.
We all do! 🙂
This rocks! I hope he holds on to his dream, and I hope he knows that there are air-guitar championships every year. 😉
I didn’t know that!
https://youtu.be/hdJm6Z6z_X8 😀
Fabulous!
This is great! The atmosphere is well created and the fall back into reality beautifully done. 🙂
Thanks!
This made me smile really big!
And in my mind, Glen Campbell is singing ♫ Ah, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife ♫
Thanks Keith!
Poor Dave. But he has his dreams and maybe someday. Well done, Louise. 🙂 — Suzanne
That was a beautiful story. Poor Dave! (Oddly, my FF story for the previous week featured a Dave, this one playing bass.)
He has many talents!
🙂