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One of the first decisions Kurt makes about his band is that he wants it to start as a cover band. Most of the people he's talked to about joining have strengths in vocals and instruments, which is awesome, but also probably makes the prospect of composing melodies and music kind of overwhelming.
So, he figures they'll start smaller. Try to bring their own spin to songs they each love from home. (And, even though the thought makes him cringe, Kurt hasn't completely ruled out the idea of covering Tiffany Charlotte either, if it comes to that.)
He's on his way to Kate's apartment to go over some ideas for initial covers, a pair of heavy headphones over his ears as he flips through some of the classics. Everything from the super pop stars like Britney, through the classic untouchables like Freddie Mercury. He's got this idea that won't leave his head either, of how Kate could easily put on a Gwen Stefani kind of feel, high on the fashion and the punk attitude. But that really requires coming together to figure out a look, a feel, a way of testing the waters and helping her settle into her stage presence.
Jamming out to a Daft Punk number, Kurt bobs his head left and right and knocks smartly on Kate's door, tugging his headphones halfway off to be somewhat polite.
When he sees who opens the door, he blinks and brightens.
"Oh, hey! I came here for Kate, but I need to talk to you too," he says, smiling broadly. "How are you? Is this an okay time?"
So, he figures they'll start smaller. Try to bring their own spin to songs they each love from home. (And, even though the thought makes him cringe, Kurt hasn't completely ruled out the idea of covering Tiffany Charlotte either, if it comes to that.)
He's on his way to Kate's apartment to go over some ideas for initial covers, a pair of heavy headphones over his ears as he flips through some of the classics. Everything from the super pop stars like Britney, through the classic untouchables like Freddie Mercury. He's got this idea that won't leave his head either, of how Kate could easily put on a Gwen Stefani kind of feel, high on the fashion and the punk attitude. But that really requires coming together to figure out a look, a feel, a way of testing the waters and helping her settle into her stage presence.
Jamming out to a Daft Punk number, Kurt bobs his head left and right and knocks smartly on Kate's door, tugging his headphones halfway off to be somewhat polite.
When he sees who opens the door, he blinks and brightens.
"Oh, hey! I came here for Kate, but I need to talk to you too," he says, smiling broadly. "How are you? Is this an okay time?"