Rise To Stardom - Chapter 83

Chapter 83: Congregate! Harmonize! Sing!
Honestly, when the small explosion had happened, Kyle had panicked a bit.

However, knowing fully well that this must’ve been an unexpected occurrence, even for the staffs backstage, he calmly waited for them to offer an explanation, the smile never leaving his face.

Determined, Kyle was never going to let a situation like this ruin his mood.

He had been looking forward to this opportunity to sing on a big stage again all day and nothing was going to stop him from performing. Not even life’s twist and turns.

And so, as the crowd watched a scrawny looking man with a tired yet panicked expression, his black hair with strands of grey in them, rushing onto the stage to meet Kyle, they watched impatiently as he discussed a few things with the young star.

“We’re so sorry for this. This was totally unexpected but one of the stagehands mistakenly tripped over a wire that powered some of the audio equipment and the back-up generator seems to have being tampered with.”

“Truly, we’re so very sorry for this and we’re working to fix it as soon as possible.” the concert and event producer said.

“That’s fine but… how much time do I have left before my segment is over?” Kyle asked instead, his expression calm.

A bit surprised by his demeanor, the concert producer quickly responded;

“Um… about 15 minutes…” he said while checking his wristwatch

“And how much time will it take you to fix the equipment?” he asked again.

“About 15 minutes too…” the man, still a bit confused by Kyle’s calm demeanor responded again.

“Alright then. Guess I’ll have to wing it.” Kyle nodded and at this point, both the man and crowd watched on in confusion, both for completely different reasons.

“Do you mind if I use one of those pianos and acoustic guitars backstage?” Kyle asked another question and the man, still unsure of where the young man was going with this, quickly nodded his head in affirmation and said;

“Yeah. I’ll have the stagehands bring them onto the stage but what are you planning to do with them. Won’t the instrumentals sound basic without all the necessary tunes?”

“That’s fine. Because it won’t matter.” Kyle simply smiled and then moved over to the mic stand.

The concert producer on the other hand, quickly rushed backstage to do as he was told.

Standing in front of the mic, Kyle didn’t say anything and instead, placed the mic back into the stand, removed his jacket, and then tied it across his waist, the light smile never leaving his lips.

All those sequence of actions, along with that surprising calmness as he did all that, despite what had happened, definitely drew the crowd to him, their murmurs filling the air.

“What’s he doing?”

“Shouldn’t he be annoyed that they ruined his performance?”

“Have they fixed the issues backstage?”

“Why’s he so calm…”

Realizing that he had gotten their attention, which was exactly what he had been after with his string of actions, Kyle then spoke into the mic;

“Well, that happened…” he began, causing the crowd to be taken aback by the genuine calmness in his voice.

“But then again, mishaps like these happen all the time in life. Something’s always waiting to screw you over.” he continued, the audience drawn in by his words.

“I’m not gonna let that stop us though.” he continued, the crowd getting even more curious about what he was planning to do.

“We all came here to have fun. To listen to good music. To have the time of our lives.” he said and a lot of people in the crowd nodded in agreement to those words, some even shouting ‘yes!’.

“So, will we let one single mishap stop us from doing that?” he asked and the crowd, most of whom stared at him in mild surprise as he spoke, let out a few small ‘No!’.

“I said, will we let that stop us?!” Kyle asked again, his voice louder.

“No!!!” the audience responded in kind, their voice a roar this time!

“That’s more like it!” Kyle raised a victory fist in the air and then continued, the crowd feeling reinvigorated by his actions;

“Now although most of the audio equipment has gone bust, save for the mic, we can still make this work…”

“Because guess what? Right here, right now, we have hundreds and thousands of beautiful voices.” Kyle grinned as he continued;

“And do you know what we can do with those voices?!” he asked the audience and they screamed back their response;

“What?!!!”

“We can congregate! We can harmonize! And best of all, we can sing!” Kyle replied to the crowd whose excitement he had ramped back up to its initial high.

At this exact moment, some stagehands brought in the piano and the guitar and Kyle, upon noticing that, turned to the audience and said;

“And now we have a piano and a guitar! So what’d you say guys?! Wanna sing along with me?!”

“Yeah!!!” the crowd replied with such feverish excitement, it was hard to believe most of them were down just a few seconds ago.

Nodding his head at that response, Kyle then sat by the piano as the crowd waited in elated excitement.

Kyle engaging with them like they were actually people, people with feelings, something a lot of musicians tended to forget, had really brought their vigor for the concert back to them.

Finally, the moment the dreamy piano tune of [Strange Canvas] started playing, they all waited as if in synchrony.

~ 🎹 🎶 🎼 🎶 ~

And then, picking the exact time, they all harmonized and began the song with Kyle;

~ 🎹 🎶 🎼 🎶 ~

Why do the stars twinkle at night?

Galaxies and exploding suns?

Why’s the milky way so complex?

~ 🎹 🎶 🎼 🎶 ~

As this amazing moment unfolded, Oliver, along with Kyle’s friends just watched on in mesmerizing awe!

This was definitely no easy feat for anyone to pull off and it was something even the most popular, mainstream musicians, struggled with!

‘He was born for this…’ Oliver couldn’t help but think to himself, a really proud expression gracing his features.

Truly, he had struck diamond by being Kyle’s agent.

Even the staffs backstage along with the concert producer, couldn’t believe their eyes as they saw this.

If not for the fact that they needed to sort out this sudden problematic situation that had popped up, maybe they would’ve joined in to sing along with the crowd.

Betty, who was amongst her friends, didn’t even realize when she had started singing along, her voice barely above a mutter though.

And although none of them asides Kyle could see it, the individual silk-like strings of [Resonance], now a shade of slight gold mixed with silver due to its increased grade, spread from him and over to everyone in the venue as they sang along.

Mike however, had his face redden in genuine fury and with an angry stomp, left the area.

Not that anyone even had the time to go after him.

They were all so mesmerized by the sight before them and were unwilling to tear their gaze away from such an amazing crowd moment.

And that infuriated him even more, causing him to smash his phone onto the ground in retaliation!

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“Alright. [Spark] it is.” Kyle said into the mic after taking a vote count in the form of higher cheers from the crowd.

He was now using the guitar because some of his songs, obviously was written with the tune of a guitar in mind.

He had already sung [No Clue], [Embers] and [Needs To Be Loved] a few minutes back, purely with his vocals which were nearly indistinguishable yet just as beautiful as the studio recorded version.

Before he could get to singing [Spark] though, he instantly dodged a purse with such fast reflexes, some people in the crowd couldn’t help but clap and whistle in respect.

“Ladies! Please! Stop throwing your purses!” he said in a fake exasperated tone, one that caused the audience to go wild with laughter.

“No!” a lady in the audience shouted in response and Kyle, couldn’t help but squint and cup his hands over his head, almost as if he was looking for that very culprit.

Once again, the crowd laughed at his actions.

Sighing at that, Kyle proceeded to sing again, only for a lipstick to bounce off his head and onto the stage.

“Ow…” he blankly stated and at this point, some people in the crowd needed to hold onto their stomachs because they were dying of laughter.

Folding his arms across his chest and shaking his head in resignation, one of the stagehands soon came to inform the young man that his time was almost up.

Nodding at that, Kyle then spoke into the mic;

“Well, guess that’s all I have time for this evening guys.”

A cascading groan of dissatisfaction could be heard across the crowd as Kyle said that.

Most of them wished the concert could go on forever as it had been one of their best concerts ever solely because of the young man.

Smiling at the crowd, Kyle gently placed the guitar by the side of the piano, only to watch as a bouquet of flowers flew his way.

Catching it effortlessly, the crowd expected him to make another humorous comment but what he had said instead, warmed their hearts;

“This is actually the first bouquet of flowers I’ve ever received in my life. Whoever it was that threw it, thank you so much for this. I’ll treasure it.”

This time, a simultaneous wave of ‘awws’ could be heard in the venue.

However, as if to push aside that beautiful moment, the same lady who had initially made a request after the first few moments Kyle had taken the stage, shouted again;

“Kyle! Please! Pretty please take off your shirt!”

Standing on the stage, watching as the crowd erupted into simultaneous laughter again, Kyle shook his head, his response negative.

He was definitely not taking his shirt off!

However, a sudden thought wiggled its way into his mind and he moved to the mic and then said;

“Thirsty lady, whomever you are, unfortunately, I won’t be granting you that wish.”

“But, if you’re that obsessed over a shirtless Kyle, you may need to head to the theatres to watch [Epoch One].” he concluded, his tone mysterious.

Majority of the crowd ‘oohed!’ at that, their interest piqued but quickly Kyle added as he waved over to everyone;

“Goodnight Vancouver! Thank you for having me!”

Instantly, the crowd cheered and showered him with the loudest praises and whistles as he walked off the stage.

Truly, they had been charmed to no end by the young man and most of them (the ladies especially), were definitely going to the cinemas in a few weeks solely for one reason.

To see a shirtless Kyle!