Jack turned as Landon spoke, the boy was obviously nervous and tweaking with his instruments was definitely a sign of that. Jack had no doubt Landon had probably been tuning them for a while now, the troubles of being so young really. Patting the kid on the shoulder he gave Landon a wink as well.

"Look me in the face kid, it's gunna be fine out there. We all do are thing and they're gunna love you on the viomalin."

Jack never called it a 'violin'. It was a pretty odd instrument to have in a band and he liked it. So he was going to give it an odd name.

"And hey even if they don't like us it's me they're gunna be throwing shit at so you will get off scot free. That reminds me did you see where Ned put my suit? I asked him to bring it up and I should probably change into it."

Jack was currently wearing some black skinny jeans and a plain white tee however he always felt more confident in a skinny suit. There was something about it that made him feel classy no matter what they were playing. It could be Lucy's death metal and he would still wear a suit and feel good doing it. Patting Landon on the shoulder he wandered off towards backstage. Perhaps his suit was with the lighting equipment, he hadn't checked back there.