The whole stage was alive and full of energy, except for Jame's little desk. His body was near motionless, as his hands flew over his keyboard and his eyes darted back and forth between his screen and his synthesizer. For now he played a little melody harmonizing with the lead guitar, and added the occasional percussion hit to the beat. Nothing too fancy, their opener was usually one of their more straight-forward, rock style songs. It worked well for getting a crowd hyped up, but it didn't do the same for him. On a good night, they'd be able to hook the audience in with music like this and gradually venture further from the mainstream, eventually reaching a triumphant conclusion far removed from where they had started.

In between glancing at the screen, James was able to see the crowd. They were quite numerous and deeply into the music, the energy could be felt by anyone in the room. He knew he could never draw a crowd like this on his own, but that wasn't why he was in this band. To James, the band was not a pathway to stardom or wealth, but an opportunity to collaborate with talented musicians. The members he enjoyed collaborating the most with were Drake, because of his formidable soloing skills, and the two violinists, each of which brought skills rarely seen in rock music. Ana could contribute too, and even though James didn't like many of KJ's musical ideas, his amicability made up for it. The only bandmate that he had problems with was Nicky, but so far they had managed to avoid serious conflicts.