Jun 03, 2010 14:34
Tonight, you are in charge. What are you in charge of?
Davis whistled to himself as he walked down the street, fliers in hand. Ah, it was good to be his own boss- in charge of a new project of his own design. One thing about being gainfully unemployed (again) was that he had plenty of time to wander around the neighborhood and put up fliers on all the clubs, cafes, and lampposts he could paper. The fliers (which had cost him a goddamn small fortune at the copier place) were brightly colored and contained a very important message:
DJ DAVIS MCALARY WANTS YOU!
Are you a local musician with talent?
Tired of BP pumping oil onto our shores?
Davis Can Save Us once again -- but
he needs your help! Be a part of the
benefit CD that the whole world will
be talking about. Help clean up the
environment and take back our waters.
Call for an audition, any time!
At the bottom of the fliers were little tear off strips with his cell number on them. He already had a few leads - he'd made some calls, left some messages. Once the posters were all hung, all he had to do was wait.
dj_davis,
rp