Seen It Coming (Somewhere in NYC)

The night was electric. With the red lights casting a sultry glow on the room and the Buddhist statue watching over us from the stage, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. It was just me, my guitar, and the music. As I strummed the opening chords of “I Seen It Coming”, I could feel the energy in the room shift. My friends and family were here, and I was ready to give them the performance of a lifetime. I poured my heart and soul into that song, each note a reflection of my journey to this moment. The struggles, the triumphs, the moments of self-doubt – it was all there, woven into the fabric of the music. And as I looked out into the crowd, I could see that they felt it too. They were nodding along, swaying to the rhythm, caught up in the moment just as I was. When the song was over, I took a deep breath and looked out at the sea of faces before me. My brother Angel was there, as always, cheering me on. My best friend Alonzo, too, nodding along with a look of pride on his face. And then there were the newer faces – Nick and Mickey, who had come all the way from their home states. They brought with them a sense of excitement and energy that was contagious, and I was grateful for their presence. After the show, we all gathered around for a beer. Nick was still buzzing, and he regaled us with stories from his own life. I couldn’t help but smile, feeling grateful for the people in my life who had supported me through it all. It wasn’t always easy, but nights like these made it all worth it. As Nick and Mickey said their goodbyes and headed back home, I felt a sense of bittersweetness. Their admiration for what we’ve done made me feel famous, and I knew that they would carry this experience with them wherever they went. As for me, it was back to producing the show the world would soon to know and love.