When Albert finally got to the club it was almost his time to get on stage. That would mean no time to grab a drink or say hello to the regulars. He was ready to play, he had been practicing this riff for days! He waited in the wings while Tarzan finished his gig, which included some trapeze work and acrobatics.
As Tarzan pulled back the curtain, Albert stepped past him onto the stage. He walked to the stool as the crowd began clapping and cheering for him to start. He sat down, lit a cigarette, lifted his guitar and began. He slowly slipped into his musical trance, forgetting the crowd, the noise, even the stage he was on. This was his world and he loved being in it.