“Hey, great show.”

Another person came over, patted Ronan politely on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

In the dim light, the vision was not clear, and Ronan politely responded with a smile, "Thank you. This is our honor."

But this time, the other party did not leave directly, but signaled the position next to Luo Nan, "Can I sit down?"

Ronan hesitated a little.

He is still not used to this social style, because in his memory, it is absolutely impossible to happen; and even if this is not China, what should everyone deal with it if they come and ask for a seat? Is this request sure that it will not be rude?

But... didn't you tell yourself last night? Since he won the second chance of "stolen", he should open his mind, take risks, and embrace the unknown of life. Do you regret it before twenty-four hours have passed?

Feeling the joyful and harmonious atmosphere of the bar, Ronan temporarily put down his guard and nodded with a smile to express his affirmation.

The other party did not have the rashness as he imagined. After soliciting consent, he stood politely and waited politely until Ronan nodded in recognition. Then, he took the initiative to stretch out his right hand and politely introduced himself:

"Jeremiah-fraites, who plays drummer and deputy lead singer in the band."

What appeared in front of Ronan was a thin and distinct face, with a golden stubble growing freely on the jaw, and the dim light outlined deep facial features with clear edges and corners. The blade-cut nose was particularly conspicuous, and a dark brown fedora was worn on his head. There was no smile on the corner of his mouth, but his temperament was warm and peaceful, and he could not feel the attack power.

"Ronan Cooper."

This was the first time he introduced himself in such a formal and complete manner, and it was a bit awkward, but he still held Jeremiah's right hand and expressed a friendly response.

"We like your performance very much, very much." Jeremiah said simply, slightly moved her shoulders and signaled the table not far away with her left hand. She could see a small round table in her sight, surrounded by four people. Feeling Ronan's sight, they raised their wine glasses to signal.

Ronan also raised his cup - but a glass of lemonade. Because the cold has not been cured, Ronan did not try alcohol. He originally wanted to choose a cup of hot water, but was worried that his actions might be too out of place in New Orleans, which would arouse unnecessary suspicion, so he chose lemonade with compromise.

Retracting his gaze, Jeremiah also showed off to the other three members of the band, "Excellent performance", briefly completed the introduction to each other, and after shaking hands, Jeremiah looked at Ronan again, "I won't say, I like your music, but I like your performance style, interpreting the different colors of the music in my own way, which is enough to make people respect."

Being straightforward but sincere, and speaking is not aggressive, it is more of an expression of emotions, but it can make people empathize.

"This is the most wonderful thing about music, isn't it?" Ronan took the conversation and said with a smile. "No matter what type, culture, ethnic group, or age, everyone has their own favorite music and integrates their understanding into the melody. Therefore, there is no good music or bad music, only music that impresses themselves and does not impress themselves."

Neither humble nor arrogant, Ronan responded to Jeremiah's words, and at the same time expressed his views on music quietly.

Jeremiah's expression lit up slightly, and she seemed to like Ronan's words very much, "There is no difference between good and bad music, but the stage is good and bad. Obviously, you have dedicated a wonderful stage tonight!"

Music is creation; stage is interpretation. These are two forms of presentation.

Excellent music may be ruined by a bad stage; bad music may also be reborn due to wonderful stage interpretation. This is just one thing, and the second is that the stage may undergo many uncertain chemical reactions due to the performers' status, rehearsals, environmental conditions, etc., which also makes it difficult to evaluate the quality of the stage with a stable constant amount, and the difference between good and bad does exist.

Of course, such discussion is just a point. After really going deeper, it will be a huge proposition.

Ronan was not prepared to conduct such a profound discussion in the bar, and to understand the meaning of both parties until the end, which was enough, so he changed the subject, "Let me guess, you came here specifically, not to discuss the symbiotic relationship between music and stage with me, right?"

Then, Ronan touched his stomach, "To be honest, I am in a state of hunger now, and my brain is running a little slow, and I may not be able to keep up with the pace."

Jeremiah could see the bright smile in Ronan's eyes flashing in the light and light. He couldn't help laughing happily, "I've told Wesley long ago that you are an interesting guy, and the performance stage tonight is the best proof. I guessed it."

After pausing, Jeremiah curled his smile a little and returned to his warmth, "No, I'm not here to discuss philosophy and art with you. I just want to say, do you know the old blacksmith bar on Bourbon Street?"

"On Saturday night, a full moon party is about to be held there, and different performers are welcome to the carnival. The whole show will start at 3pm and last until 6am on Sunday for a full fifteen hours. Are you willing to join the carnival?"

Full Moon Party?

Ronan was full of question marks, but Cliff took the initiative to take over the topic and successfully rescued Ronan. "But, I heard that registration must be signed up in advance, and the organizer needs to screen qualifications, not everyone can take the stage."

Obviously, not only Cliff knew about this full moon party, but also Maxim and Ollie knew that this should be a grand event in New Orleans.

So, Ronan obediently closed his mouth and listened to avoid leaking his feet.

"Of course, of course." Jeremiah agreed, "It is impossible for them to accept applications from all performers, otherwise fifteen hours would not be enough; and the quality of the performance is worrying."

"But that's the outside, but the inside is that if you can get recommendations from a bar and recommendations from a performance band, you can be selected directly. After all, this is a city-wide carnival that lasts for fifteen hours, and they hope more people will participate."

"Over the whole night, each band performed thirty minutes, and the plan was to have a total of thirty bands. As far as I know, the quota has not been fully charged yet. The notice we received was that if this was still the case before twelve o'clock tomorrow, then our performance might have to be extended to forty-five minutes, or even an hour."

"Obviously, the external registration rules screened out a large number of bands, but in the end some vacancies were left."

Speaking of this, Jeremiah's eyes shifted from Cliff to Ronan again, "I just came here to ask if you are interested?"
Chapter completed!