Clubroom 1 - Band Auditions [OPEN]

"Yep, that's me."

The American stood up with a grin and rubbed his dry, calloused finger tips against each other for a minute before he placed them over the heavy metal strings of the neck. You could tell he was concentrating by the slight tip of his tounge poking out from his mouth as he gave a soft strum.

The deep vibrating sound of the cords hummed softly and the American smiled as he moved his fingers up higher on the neck, causing the sound to deepen dramaticly. He strumed a few cords happily, humming along with the made up song he was making up on the spot. He then switched to plucking the thick strands, laughing when it started to sound a bit jazzy.

He slid his fingers closer to the body and the pitch became higher and he played a small tune for the Briton and Austrian, biting his lip as he finished.