Measure I: Music is in my blood [Mature]_The Axeman By CallMeDeliverus

"Thank you, Everyone!"

The sound of laughter, clinking glasses, and the mess of 40-50 people all talking at the same time fills the seedy bar. The three young men on the stage pack up their instruments and continue out the bar largely unnoticed.

"They could have at least gave us pity applause."

"Shut up. I'd rather play to a room of crickets than get pity applause."

"Well, what do you expect? No one even likes Jazz anymore."

"We were born in the wrong generation."

"I feel you man."

"I actually like all types of music though. Its just that I think Jazz is the best."

"Man, shut up Trenton."

"Fo' Real, T. Shut up."

"Jazz is making a comeback, ya know. With someone like Buble"

"Oh here it goes. Trenton's gunna start sucking Buble's dick again."

"Shut up, Quincy. Its not even like that. The dude is honestly putting jazz back on the map."

"Will you both shut up and lets hurry and get outta here. I wanna play Royal Road."

"True. I need to get back to my swordsman. Shits gettin real now that I can leave the city."

"Everyone's talking about Royal Road now. Is it even that good?" commented Trenton

"Dude, if you tried it then you'd understand."

"On the real, you're fucking rich man. You should be all up on this thing."

"Nah, I got a life. A girlfriend, a passion, why would I need another world? And it's my family thats rich."

"Pssht. Whatever, dude."

The three young men finish loading their instruments and equipment into the van and drive out of the alley and into the crowded city streets.

Trenton said his goodbyes to his friends in the van and walked up his drive way to his front door. His house was a nice enough three story home that had 6 bedrooms 3 1/2 baths. It was honestly much larger than he needed and he even talked to his girlfriend, Vivica, about moving into something smaller.

He walked into the kitchen and placed his saxophone case on the granite counter before checking his fridge for something to drink. After pouring himself a glass of cranberry juice he made his way upstairs to lay down his bed. Stopping right outside his bedroom door he heard his significant other.

"YESS! YESSS!!!"

He threw open the door and could not believe his eyes. In the bed he slept in every night there was another man looming over his girlfriend.

The glass of juice shattered on the ground the red liquid flooding around the shards of broken glass on the hardwood floor.

*CRRRIIISSCCHHH*

The adulterous pair quickly hid themselves under the satin sheets. Trenton walked to the other edge of the room and sat down in the chair in the corner facing the bed. Vivica and the other man stared at Trenton in silence with eyes in shock. It was clear that the pair were at a loss of words but that did not stop Vivica from trying to speak to Trenton.

"B-babe. Now...listen I-I can explain."

Trenton silently stared her with a face of extreme pain for a long while before opening his mouth to speak.

"My house, my bed, you fed him my food and I've noticed some of my clothes were missing. I thought I had misplaced them but you were clothing him with MY clothes. He had to look presentable for your little outings, I'm assuming."

The unknown man, who had been sitting silently naked in bed scared to move because he felt Trenton might actually kill him, had a look of disgust on his face.

"Listen, dude. I'm really fucking sorry. I-I didn't know she had someone. She told me she was single and that she was well off."

Trenton's gaze switched to the naked man spewing apologies while in bed with his girlfriend.

"Nah. I don't believe that bullshit. You walked in my house past the shoe rack with men's shoes in them, used the bathroom with my shaving cream and cologne in them, used the stairs with the pictures of me and Vivica lining the wall. You fucked my girlfriend of 4 years from behind with a CLEAR VIEW OF A CLOSET FULL OF MEN'S SUITS. So nah, skip all that bull shit."

"Trenton, honey...p-please."

She reached out to him in an attempt to somehow smooth over this incident. Trenton stood up so quickly that he forced the chair to slam into the wall behind him. She still smelt of sweat and lust. She reeked so much of betrayal that he couldn't stand being so close to her. He paced quickly across the room, stepping over the discarded clothes on the ground. He grabbed a small lock box cleverly hidden on the top shelf and quickly punched in a code. After a beep Trenton pulled out a small square box and held it in front of Vivica. At the sight of the box, tears started welling up in her eyes and soon she was uncontrollably sobbing. Tears formed at the corner of Trenton's eyes as well but the face of anger still remained. He threw the box and it flew out the room and landed with a crash in the bathroom across the hall.

He stared at Vivica and the man through the tears coming down his face.

"Get out. Now."

"W-wait. Baby please. You k-know I need you!"

"BOTH OF YOU GET THE FUCK OUT!"

The man didn't wait to be told a third time and grabbed all his clothes and ran out of the house without even getting dressed. Vivica, however, stayed in the bed still trying to talk to Trenton.

"But, sweetie...I don't h-have anyw-where to g-go."

Trenton turned around to the crying blonde still sitting on the bed with the sheets wrapped around her curvy figure. He slowly walked to her and lowered himself to her eye level. Staring into her eyes he gently brushed her cheek and the girl nuzzled his hand.

He whispered to her in a shaky voice that made it clear he was barely keeping himself from breaking down.

"Get out. Before I throw you out."

Vivica's eyes widened as if she couldn't believe the word she just heard. A new fit of sobs emerged from her full lips as Trenton rushed to the other side of the room and dumped the contents of her dresser into a large blue traveling suitcase. He picked up the suitcase and burst through the french doors to their balcony and hurled it into the darkness. It flew for what felt like forever to Trenton before it landed on the driveway and burst open scattering her clothes everywhere. By the time he got back to the master bedroom she had already started putting on clothes in between sobs. In only took minutes before she was gone. Trenton slumped on the couch in the living room with his face in his palms.

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"Sis, I already told you. You don't have to do this."

"And I told you. I WANT to do this."

"Ok, I guess I wasn't clear about what I wanted. I. Don't. Want. You. Here."

"Shut up and help me move my shit in."

".....ok."

7 years since they've lived under the same roof but he still can't disobey his older sister. Even though she was only three years older she drilled it into him that shes the boss since childhood. He spent his summers as her slave and was forced to cook for her, do her chores, and this was extended to her friends when they came over. Because he was always so musical he was forced to sing, dance and play instruments for her and her friends almost every day of their childhood.

"Also, I wanna listen to you perform again. Like old times."

"......b-but...fine."

"Fantastic! Oh, bring in my capsule please?"

"Capsule? What?"

"The thing in the back there. Kinda looks like those things from Dragon Ball Z. The thing that Vegeta spent like a year in after he got fucked up by Goku, Krillin, and Yajarobi."

"What the ball-shit is that for?"

"....You serious? For Royal Road."

"Jesus, you too? Is everyone getting addicted to that game?"

"Well...since I ordered your capsule a couple weeks ago you can try it out tomorrow."

"WHAT?!?! SIS! I got things to do, ya know?"

"I mean this in the most loving way possible. YOU DONT HAVE SHIT TO DO! THE GIRL OF YOUR DREAMS JUST BROKE YOUR HEART AND YOU'RE JUST GOING TO SPEND ALL YOUR TIME CRYING INFRONT OF THE MIRROR! THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS GRIND ME MATS TO WORK ON MY TAILORING."

"?!!? B-but....fine."

"Good. Now theres still a bunch of shit in the truck outside. Get da move on."

"*Sigh*"

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Trenton decided to look up some things about Royal Road after moving all of his older sister's belongings into the largest of his spare rooms. He wasn't particularly excited about the game but he did want to have something to take his mind off Vivica.

"Oh...so I can be whatever I want to be in this game? Knights?!?! Swordsmen?! Mages?!? This is like everything I dreamed of as a kid."

Little by little he was getting more and more engrossed in the info about the game. By the time he decided to stop he couldn't wait for the capsule to come.

"Gotta thank Sis. This game looks pretty fun."

He was so excited he couldn't fall asleep so he chose to spend half the night playing his saxophone.

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Trenton spent most of his day looking at the door waiting for the doorbell. After awhile it became torture so he tried to keep himself sane by planning what he should become.

'I want to be a paladin! Nothing says bad ass like being a tank. Everyone's gunna love me too. Hehe'

He spent hours fantasizing about all the people who would want to party with, Trenton the Guardian.

'Hmm. Do I want to use my real name? Nah, no way. Trenton is a lame name...but...I don't know.'

In the middle of the fantasy of all the elf ladies partying with him under the condition of being naked the door bell rang. Snapped out of his stupor Trenton ran towards the door and over his own feet. Shrugging off his own embarrassment over his poor coordination he finally answered the door. Two well-built men stood before him with large grins on their face. They were wearing tight white shirts with 'Unicorn Co' stamped on them.

"Hello! Are you Mr.Rush?" he boomed.

"Oh. Yes I am! Is that the capsule?"

"Sure is sir. Where would you like it?"

"Just set it up in the living room." Trenton could barely contain his excitement. The men happened to sense it and spoke to him.

"Its one hell of a experience man. I'm telling you."

"You play?"

"Yah. Who doesn't now days. Its almost...impossible to believe something like this exists."

"Man, I finally looked it up last night and it looks incredible."

"I only started a couple days ago. So I'm still stuck in the city. But we should definitely party up sometime."

He read online that for the first month you are confined to the city. But time passed quicker in the game so one month was really only a week.

"Ya sure man. No problem."

"Cool. As soon create your character start in Nehalles Metropolis, Brent Kingdom. My name is Galvan. If I see you around I'll add you."

Trenton didn't have anywhere he wanted to start so he figured he might as well make new friends as soon as he could.

"No doubt."

The two men talked to each other alot during the rather long installation of the capsule. After the job was done Trenton and the deliveryman shook hands and he let them out. He turned around at his capsule and over looked it in awe. It truly looked comfortable and he thought about all the fun it would be to play Royal Road. He opened the capsule and the glass opened with a futuristic sounding whoosh and he stepped in it ready to start his adventures.

"Ya."

"Rush"

"Human"

"Use me as a template and bring up the customization screen.

'Beep'

Trenton liked his apperence quite a bit. He was the offspring of an asian women and a black man so he had the label of "blasian." Turns out he passed as a 8.5 on the scale of sexy so he didn't have MANY qualms about the way he looked. What he didn't like was being the only 5'11 guy in a family of 6'4 - 6'7 giants.

"Sweet. Give me about 20% more muscle. Yah. Now make me 6'2. Ha! Perfect."

Trenton's avatar had VERY noticeable muscle all over his body something that had always eluded him his entire life.

'I did promise the delivery guy....meh Why the hell, not?'

"Nehalles Metropolis, Brent."

The vivid blue customization screen had disappeared and the calming female voice had vanished all that was left was a black void. Trenton started to freak out a bit until the rush of noise invaded his ears. It had gone from quiet darkness to crying babies, laughing, yelling street merchants, and the endless chatter of a sea of people infront of him. Alot of them were wearing what looked like old hand-me-down shirts and dirty brown pants. Soon he realized that he was wearing the same thing and deduced that they were all beginners like he was. Not all of them looked like that others were wearing shiny silver armor, traditional mage robes, cloth with a cross motif, and even some seedier looking people with masks over their mouths.

"Hey! Archer looking for a group man. Cmon, beast deeps here."

"Looking for more for wolf hunting! Need Tanker/Melee DPS"

"Need a mage with high frost damage please!"

"Novice Blacksmith looking for work! If you give me more than 5% for a single item, I'll pay you!"

'Hoooolly shit! This is like an ACTUAL fucking city. Look at this place!'

Rush looked around in awe as he stared at the splendor around him. Other players were talking is hushed whispers.

"Oi, look at the noob. Hahaha. We should trick him or something."

"Nah nah. Thats a dick move to be honest."

'Rush wondered what he should do first. He wasn't allowed out of the city walls just yet so he decided to kick around town for a lil and sight see. Eventually, his end destination would be the church so he can train to be a paladin. He had enthusiastically been running around looking at all the shops and talking to all the NPCs until he literally ran into a woman. Her face was flushed and judging by how many times it took her to stand back up Rush had figured she was drunk.

'God. You can probably get drunk off her sweat at this point.'

*TING*

[box border=1 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=3 width=80% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5][col colspan=4 valign=top width=100% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5][p=center]Escort the Drunk[/p][/col][col colspan=4 valign=top width=100% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5]You found an oddly dressed lady who is completely shitfaced. In fact you can probably get drunk just by being near her. Thats hella drunk. Bring her to the Drake's Tail, an inn relatively close by.

Quest Difficulty: F

Quest Reward: Fame, Intimacy with Serabourg residents, Title

Quest Requirements: Collide with the town drunk

Quest Failure: Get drunk and black out from being exposed to her.[/col][/box]

Rush looked at the girl as she repeatedly fell. Her red hair was long and curly and really framed her pretty face and the clothes she was wearing was pretty revealing. Judging by her clothes, Rush had assumed she was a dancer.

It took about an hour to get her to the inn mostly because she couldn't walk 10 steps without falling onto her face. As soon as they stepped into the inn they were approached by a woman in her late 20s. The clothes she wore and the view of her mountainous cleavage seemed to say that the woman was very proud of who she is. She took the drunk from Rush as he found himself staring into the all-mighty cleavage she had.

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"SIr, please Id like to thank you for bringing my stupid little sister back."

"Oh yah. No problem."

The woman looked Rush over for a long time before speaking again.

"Your skin...its quite a particular color...where are you from?"

Taken by surprise by her question Rush stared back at her with wide eyes.

"Uh...my father is from New Orleans and my mother is from Japan."

"New Orleans? Japan?"

The woman let out a squeal of excitement.

"Those must be unexplored parts of the world! How interesting!! You should watch our performance! It'd be nice to see the culture of another land."

Rush is a music nut in real life so he was overly excited about the music of this world. So he eagerly took a seat after the lady threw her sister onto a chair.

'That looked like it hurt' Rush thought after seeing the rough treatment of relatives.

The lady walked on a stage in the inn and addressed everyone in earshot. Her voice boomed out and carried itself well into the streets. Everyone in the building turned their heads toward the loud woman.

"Glorious patrons. Allow my troupe to sing you a song!"

The crowed in the building roared with agreement. It was so loud that it caught Rush by surprise and he instinctively covered his ears.

'Wow, music is loved by everyone It seems.'

There were two other men onstage with the woman. It seems like they were her musicians and in on of their hands was a strange guitar like instrument.

'Hmm...Ive seen that somewhere. Oh thats a lute!! So it's a medieval time huh?'

The other man held a strange black pipe that snaked in various turns. It looked rather ridiculous to Rush and he could barely contain a smirk when he saw it.

'The hell is that thing. It looks gross.'

The music started and instantly Rush took back everything hurtful that he said. The lute player played such an infectious melody and even though the black snake like instrument sounded terrible it was able to compliment the lute playing well.

The hero came and washed away our sorrow

The pain of today and the hunger of tomorrow

Watch as he begins to make the world turn

And even if the world hurts us little people need to earn

The hero fights our battles that we may never win

But together we can atleast make a difference.

We must travel the road of beaten path

And only then will we learn

Life is a battlefield we all must fight the fight

Together we can win, Together we can die.

We can all be Heroes. We can all be Heroes.

The building erupted in applause and even some looked as if they were ready to take on the world. Noticing his amazement one of the patrons in the crowd spoke to him.

"Don't be so surprised. This is the good points of the bard."

Rush could barely hear the man but could faintly make out what he said.

"A bard? Like a musician?"

"Exactly. That woman is an extremely powerful bard. Thats why all these people were easily swayed by her. Bards can tip the tide of a battle with their music. It revitalizes and strengthens us. The bard class is very strong. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

"A bard class, huh?" Rush only looked at combat classes so he had no idea there was a bard class. He was a musician in real life...so why couldn't he be one in Royal Road. Seemed like it would be fun an incredibly interesting as well. The only problem was the instruments. Royal Road instruments were only medieval. He'd have to adapt to the Bardic lute and although he thought the song was amazing he had no real intent on playing this style of music. Just as he was seriously weighing the pros and cons of becoming a bard he felt a hand pull on his arm. Before he knew it the woman had dragged him on stage.

"I have a real treat for you all! This man hails from an unknown land! You will be the first to listen to a new style of music!!"

The crowed cheered again, excited by the prospect of music from an unexplored piece of the world. The crowd started cheering 'Music' over and over. Rush stood there stunned and whispered to the woman who was basking in the cheers.

"I don't know if I can..."

"Cmon! Think of it has a thank you for saving my sister!"

[box border=1 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=3 width=80% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5][col colspan=4 valign=top width=100% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5][p=center]Showtime at the Dragon's Tail[/p][/col][col colspan=4 valign=top width=100% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5]The sister of the drunk has invited you up on stage! It's quite an honor. Sing and/or play an instrument for the crowd and make them love you.

Quest Difficulties: F

Quest Reward: Friendship with Older sister of the Drunk, Fame, Title

Quest Requirements: Escort the drunk, stay for the performance, show interest in Bard Class.

Quest Failure: If rejected, Friendship with Older Sister will go down. If booed by crowd, humiliation.[/col][/box]

Rush, knowing he couldn't get out of this situation decided to look around for an instrument he knew how to play. All he could see were some raggedy medieval instruments and some that looked like precursors to the ones he knew. He found the Sacbut which looked exactly like a trombone only with a smaller body. Soon enough he found a large double bass and was ecstatic. He knew exactly what he was going to play.

"Hey! Hand me that Double Bass!" he told the man holding the lute.

"Double Bass? You mean the Bass Viol?"

The crowd was getting louder and Rush knew sooner or later the excitement would die out and he would miss his chance.

"Yah! Yah! Whatever, just hand me the damn thing!" he shouted.

The lute player quickly got up and carefully brought over the instrument for the angry Rush. He pulled up a chair and sat down and propped the huge instrument against his legs. He took the bow and tossed it on the ground much to the surprise of everyone in the room.

"A-aren't you going to use the bow?" asked the woman onstage with him.

"Nah, don't need it." he replied.

The woman continued to pressure Rush with questions. She had a concerned look on her face as she eyed him fiddling with the instrument.

"Are you sure you even know how to play that thing?"

"Oh?" the patron in the crowd showed interest at what Rush was doing.

After a few seconds of tuning the crowd had gotten silent he heard a small *Ting* and a little window had appeared before him.

Skill Name:Skill Rank:Skill Level:Skill Experience:Fine TuningBeginner14.0%By tuning the instrument to perfection it now creates clearer, sharper notes that ring out father than before.

30% hearing range of music played with this instrument

If a finely tuned instrument is used in conjunction with a singer. The singer will enjoy a boost to their singing abilities by 1 rank for the performance.

After plucking the 4 strings over and over he had gotten accustomed to the feel of the instrument. It was poorly made because of the tools used and it seems as though it instrument itself was only an experimental version. He started plucking the strings in a smooth rhythm. The woman was shocked at the sound and even the patron in the crowd started smiling. The crowd were full of whispers and murmurs talking about the unique type of sounds he was producing. The heavy low bass sounds bounced off the acoustics in the inn and felt as though they were reaching your heart. The crowd and the musicians on stage were entranced by the sounds. Rush simply smiled at the sight and started to sing.

I got a gal that's always late

Every time we have a date

But I love her

I'm going to ask her...

Is you is or is you aint my baby?

The way you actin' lately makes me doubt

Rush's sweet baritone voice flooded into the hearts of all the women in the building. Before they knew it they found that their hearts were beating a little faster and they were blushing. They squirmed uncomfortably on their seats as they watched Rush pluck on the double bass. Rush, himself, was now leaning forward and looking into the eyes of the older sister of the drunk while singing. He locked eyes with the blushing bard and continued to woo her.

You is still my baby, baby

It seems my flame in your heart

done gone out

A woman's been a creature

thats always been strange

Just when you think you're sure of one

You find shes gone and made a change

Is you is or is you aint my baby?

Maybe baby, finds somebody new?

My baby still my baby true.

Rush sent out the soul bumping bass and captured the crowd in his music. Some of the people had started swaying along with the music and others were tapping their feet with the bass. Rush was shaking his head completely feeling the music as it poured out of the instrument. Then he slowed the pace and started singing again.

Is you is or Is you aint my baby?

Maybe baby's found somebody new?

Ba-da-de-te-de-da-de-doe-ta

Or Is my baby still my baby true?

Rush finished the song off by holding true for a couple of seconds. Everyone watched him with eyes full of admiration. Even the lady on stage looked at him with rapt attention. When he was done he opened his eyes and looked at the stunned crowd. They were silent and Rush was accustomed to this reaction.

'Ha...guess Jazz doesn't have what it takes'

"YYYYYYYYYYEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH* the crowd burst with applause and cheers. Rush was so surprised he almost fell over. He has never gotten this type of response before ever. The patron earlier in the crowd has a wide smile that exposed his yellow teeth. The older sister on stage grabbed his hand in between hers and stared into his eyes.

"That was wonderful. Ive never heard music like that before! It was hypnotizing! It felt as though every note touched my soul."

He noticed her face was usually flushed and smiled at her. He was overwhelmed that people actually liked Jazz this much.

"What do you call this type of music?"

"Its called Jazz."

"Jazz..." she whispered to herself.

"...I love it!"

*Ting*

[box border=1 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=3 width=80% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5][col colspan=4 valign=top width=100% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5][p=center]Quest Completed

- 200 Fame

-Level Up

-Level Up[/p][/col][/box]

+2 Agility

+2 Wisdom

+1 Strength

+10 Charisma

New Stat: Charisma

Women will find you more attractive

Friendship gain with women when singing increased dramatically

Increased Intimacy gain rate with women[/p][/col][/box]

"What was that thing you did where you made those odd noises with the rhythm?!"

"Oh! Thats called Scat. Its a technique to add a little flavor to a song, is all."

"Hmmm...I never caught your name."

"Its Rush."

"Well, Rush. Would you like to join our College and become a Bard?"

"Yes I would."

The bard uses the magic of music to empower his allies and hamper his foes.[/col][/box]

[box border=1 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=3 width=80% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5][col colspan=4 valign=top width=100% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5][p=center]Because your outstanding performance and love for jazz you have specialized as a: Crooner This is a secret class born from your love of music.

+10 to Agi, Wis, Int

+5 to Str, Vit

+20 to Charisma (Additional 5 Charisma every 20 levels)

Sing skill upgraded to "Croon"

Increase to Charisma gains (+1 increasing by 1 every 50 levels)

Charisma is more effective

Able to use gear and weapons specific to "Bard" and "Crooner" class

Proficient with All instrument groups (Strings, Winds, Percussion)[/p][/col][/box]

*TING*

Skill Name:Skill Rank:Skill Level:Skill Experience:CroonBeginner312.0%A style of singing that originates from Jazz. A crooner specializes in singing sweetly to women to express emotions.

Allows the use of many bard skills that empower allies and demoralize enemies. Only one song per Bard can be played.

Crooner Special Effects:

Chance of fascinating women increased by 40%

Women enjoy increased effects of your bard abilities (50% increase)

Skill Name:Skill Rank:Skill Level:Skill Experience:Empowering SongBeginner222.0%Sing a song that increases the recovery parameters of your allies. 60ft Range

Increased Stamina Regen

Increased Mana Regen

Uses 10mp/s

Skill Name:Skill Rank:Skill Level:Skill Experience:March of BattleBeginner13.0%Increases Damage Dealing parameters of your party. 60ft Range.

+5 to all stats

Uses 15mp/s

The smiling patron walked on stage and gave Rush a bear hug. The woman was surprised by the sudden appearance of the man.

"F-father? What are you doing here?"

"I came to see your performance! But I didn't think my lovely Daenaria would be upstaged by some no name!"

"Ex...cuse..me. Let..m....do..n..."

"Don't you even think about stealing Rush away! He already joined my troupe!"

"Hahaha! My sweet Daen, I think you mean MY troupe."

"F-father...you WOULDN'T!"

"I already did! Whahahahahaha!!" he bellowed finally letting Rush go.

Rush hit the wooden floor of the stage with a thud while the father and daughter still argued. Rush looked up at them with eyes full tears and fear.

'Wh-What have I gotten my self into??!?!'

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The song is called "Is you is or is you aint" by Louis Jordan. But the version that Rush sang is a cover by Ira Woods that went a little faster.

[youtube]http://youtu.be/I5LFD9VDq88[/youtube]

Measure I: Music is in my blood [Mature]

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