You and your band were currently getting ready for a gig, about to go on stage. you're performing in a pretty big city in one of the larger venues. you were going around checking everyone was okay and ready to go on stage.

You waved to your husband, Albert who was standing near the stage entrance as you ran out onto the stage, microphone in hand. everyone quickly go to their places, guitarist by the guitar, drummer behind the drums...

You stood in front of the crowd in the middle of the stage, hyping them up "how's everyone doing?" you shouted, gaining a roar of cheers in response. you chuckled down the microphone "you guys aren't good? guess we'll just go" you teased, gaining a loudly roar of cheer.

You put the microphone in the stand, grabbing the stand and leaning forward over the crowd "who's ready to rock!?" you screamed down the mic, everyone waving cheering and screaming.

Albert admired how you were easily able to get the crowd excited. you presences was always known and you easily filled up a big space with you talents. he loved how you'd be able to interact with the crowd and get such a response out of them.

You played for about an hour before stopping and having a little break to get water and to talk to the crowd properly.